Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-11-24

How sensitive, how jealous and exact
ing is true love.
Ida re-entered the house, and by and by
retired, but not until all hope of seeing
William that night had expired.
In the morning she dreamed a dream.
She believed she was walking arm-in arm
with William by the side of the river.
when mermaid rose before them out of
the water, and said in harsh voice -
Gomez have waited for you'll You
must 60 with me Ny home in the depth
of the river is ready %
She thought that the mermaid so fasci
mated William that he left her side, and
went, as by resstleSs spell to the syren,
who was abodt to entwne her arms abont
him, when some one cried. as if from the
air. Fire and STAY her, or she will de.
stroy him i''
She heard at the moment report. as
if from behind her. and she saw William,
with wound in his forehead, fall into
the arms of the syren, who plunged with
him into the river and Disappeared
There was a mocking laugh behind her.
and the voice sounded like that of Chas
Redington. She turned to see if her
fears were true, when the loud voice Of
her mother awoke her
Awake child! Up, Ida There is
fearful news!' .s-
" What is it, mother ?" she cried, star
ting from her vivid dream.
William -"
William is dead!' she shrieked
catching the words from the palIid lips
OF her mother. | saw him shot! Is it
not so? Oh, do not be sientW
News has just come that be was found
in"
In the river, with bullet wound in
his forehead" she cried
How wonderful and true /" cried
two or three neighbors who were at her
bedroom door; while a third said, How
could she know this ?"
81 saw it all in dream Oh, tell me,
is William dead 2"
Yes answered the minister who
lived near, and having heard the news,
has fastened to the house Of mourning,
as became his Office. " lie was found
dead an hour ago by the shore. half in
the water. He had been shot in the
forehead. His body is taken to his
mothers. where an inquest will be held
"Oh, William ! William who could
have done this? Dead ! William dead !"
she shrieked, and fell insensible into the
arms Of q her mother . .
The death of William Appleton, by
| violence, in so mysterious a manner, Gre
ated the most profound excitement
throughout the. peaceful village. He was
beloved and popular, and was not known
to have an enemy. He had been found
by the bank, his body half in the water;
but his clio hing and hair were thorough
y wet 1t was believed he had been
thrown in and foated ashore The
place where he was found, lay about half
way between the village and the resi-
dence of Ida Boyd, by the road that led
along the winding and shady banks
He mast have been going to see her,
or else coming from there" said a W oman
who was present as they were holding an
inquest. !" He was engaged to her, and
went to see her every night"
This opinion prevailed. The question
now came up, auho could have done this
and what could have been the motive?
There was no suspicion of person or
motives. and the jury gave in their YER
dict: Shot dead with pistol or gun, by
some person or persous unknown, and
then thrown into the river"
What more could coroner's jury, not
omniscient nor omnipresent. decide p
The funeral took place on the third day,
and was attended by a vast concourse Of
people.
But there were agencies of Providence
at work for the discovery of the murder
er. The surgeon who had been cal ed to
examine and pronounce upon the nature
Of the wound, had drawn from the oriGce
made by the bullet, a piece Of paper sat
urated by the river water. He saw that
was newspaper wadding, which had been
driven into the wound behind the ball
lie stated to the coroner, from this cir
cumstance that the assassin must have
stood close to his victim, for the wadding
to have also entered the wound. The.
assertion threw no light upon the author
of the crime, and had little weight with
the coroner and his rustic jury. The
surgeon, who was shrewd man of the
world, and who let nothing escape him
took the wadding home, and, having re,
moved the stains Of blood and dried it,
closely examined it, and discovered that
it was part of newspaper called the
Evening Star"
Dir. Thomas, upon looking carefully at
this fragment, compressed his lips, and
was Tor few moments silent, fixing his
keen grey eyes upon the floor.
The Evening Start" he at length ex-
claimed, or rather muttered. Il wonder
who takes that paper in this village =
This | must quietly ascertain. | said
before the coroner, that this piece Of pa
per might be probably clue to the MUIR
derer, and | did not wish to make any
noise about it, lest the murderer himself
might be present at the inquest and take
the alarm. think / have shown my