Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-03-24

scious Helen. Carrying her gently il
the house, her friends endeavored to re
cover her from the fearful death like
swoon. At length, those large dark eyes
once more opened to gaze wildly about
her. But as reason had forever de
serted her throne, ald recognizing none,
the poor girl elapsed into terrible spas rs
and her rawlings alone afforded clue to
the horrible fate of Robert Lee.
A well armed party was nstantly form
ed, and sailed forth, with brave hearts
and trusting generous spirits, to the
hoped for rescue.
The waning moon was partially OBJ
Scured by light, feecy clouds. as a por-
ton Of the villagers entered the long, mar
row defle among the mountains.
All was still and hushed. No sounds
broke upon the dead stiffness, save the
soughing of the high wind among the tall
torest trees, while they ratified their skel.
eton arms as if defying the rude blast
On they trampled, these resolnte men
With hearts nerved for any encounter
but alasl scarce met FOR the appalling
sight which now met their horror stricken
gaze. No wonder these stern men shook
with emotion no wonder their stout
hearts quailed. Before them almost I'M
der their feet, the pure, fair snow sullied
! by dark stains of deep red blood, few
bones, a mass Of dark tangled hair. cloth.
ed with gore, torn remnants Of cloth
scattered here and there, were all thai
renamed Of the warm hearted, brave. and
noble Robert Lee. Here he yielded uE
his last breath, alone, unarmed, no NOR
tai eye to witness his agonizing deatl
throcs no kind hand to save him from SC
horrible death.
With one accord the little band drop
ped upon their knees, and with trembling
voices husky with emotion, vowed untir
ing vengeance upon the stourge Of thei
land, aud then reverently collecting tn
scattered remains of the Inflated Ice
they turned their steps homeward, Will
feelings partly subdued by grief, ye
mingled with a burning desire for re
venge And they kept their vow, 70
with the image of young Lee ever befor,
them, these hardy men daily scourged th
mountain tops and forest wilds until ever,
wolf was exterminated from their vicini
/ ty.
Poor Helen never recovered. He
mind was totally shattered, the last glim
meMng ray of season seemed to be thu
recollection of her lover being torn from
her side by those gaunt, dusky 6ends
with three long, white fangs, and glaring
eyes of those she was continually nut
tering, while casting wild glances behint
her. The juggling of sleigh bell eve
brought or her fierce paroxysms, tie fire.
ouent recurrence of which finally reduced
her to the grave.
She was laid in a quiet, grassy nool
in the old church yard, uear the grave
of her aged parents, and the remains o
her betro thed-and not a young nader
in the village but was familiar with the
sad fate Of the unhappy pair. Aged vii
lows dropped over their last resting place
and blooming flowers upturned theil
wings, nestled lovingly there, as if con
scious of its being hallowed spot to all
And when, as oftentimes happened mer
ry party approached the spot, the louc
tone is hushed, while the subdued demean
or and fearful eye speaks volumes of the
sympathy felt by all for the unhappy fate
of " SIMPLE NELL"