Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1861-09-19
HigttllQnrauG.
kyd'S Last Visit.
4 Tradition OF Eastern New York
BY AMOS suURTLEFP.

1t was a mild October night, in tht
Autumn Of 1859; the storm. clouds scud
ded across the sky, almost totally oh.
scuriDg the light of the young moon
and the wind swept i'll eddying gusts
! through the forest gorges. and sobbcd
mourufulIy around the old manor house
of the Coeymaus, situated on a rock y
shore Of the Hudson, some ten miles
below Albany. All was bushed in the
mansion, and the night darkness brood.
ed heavily over it, save when from Il
single window, light cleaned daz
zliugly, throwing broad, glittering e
belt along the graveled garden walk -
In the room whence shown this beacon.
light, sat lady in the prime of life,
magniliccntly attircd in the costume o
that period.
The room itself was elegantly furnish
cd, and the richly carved walnut aud
damnsk of finest texture bespoke the
wealth and taste of the owner. Upon
her lap lay an open volume bound IN
velun, and heavily adorned with silver
the leaves of which she turned listlcssly,
and as she glanced into the surrounding
darkness II shadow swept across her brow,
and she nuImuied to herself:
No, he will not come tonight, some
accident must have befallon him.
will'-but even as she spoke there came
a sound of hasty steps along the walk, a
man spraug lightly up the steps, and
the knocker was applied with vigorous
strokes to the oakcn door; sprnging
from her seat she obcyed the summons,
removed the heavy bar, drew the bolt, g.,
threw open the door, and admitted the
visitor Her warm greeting was res
ponded TO with "a
Yes, yes, Margery, all In good time.
but I've tired, tired you with waiting
for ne, haven't II aad without paus-
ing for reply, he continued, as he laid
his sword and pistols on the table Il
would have been in better season, but
the hounds were on my track, and |
cared not to be overhaulod of my pre-
clous cargo The speaker and the la
dy he addressed were sngularly alike in
form and feature. He was clothed in
a tunic of red silk, with blue small
clothes, and black morocco boots, with
a broad, red fold of the same material
falling nearly to the instep. lIis hair,
that rivalled the ravens wing in black
ness, clustered in luxuriant curs around
his neck and shoulders, and his face
was bronsed with the sun of southern
climes and embelished by beard and
moustache, wore Il reckless expression,
that was heightened by the changing
light in the dark cleaning eye that had
struck terror tV many beholder. For
this was none other than the dreaded
Rover, Robert Kyd the lady his sis
ter, the Madam Coeymans
AS he ceased speaking he folded his
arms across his broad chest, and gazed
moodily into the fire.
As his sister watched her countenancc
expressed the greatest emotion, and GO
ing to him and laying her hand upon
his shoulder, she said as her eyes filled
with tears.
Robert, could our mother have fore
seen the course her son would follow, how
think yeu she would have felt2'
At the mention of his mother, a tear
for a moment dimmed the dark eye ol
the rover; but dashing it aside as if asha-
med of the weakness displayed, he an
swered with a slight laugh:
why, Margery, you believe the tale
that my calumniators have forged that
| am indeed pirate, the terror of the
seas; and yet there is many coroneted
head reposes in old England that has
shared the profits of my voyages, and
have now the bloodhounds on my track,
and would gladly see me die felon'
death. and leave felon's memory; but
| would foil the villains yet. l have
deposited the last of my wealth beneath
the soil of the manor grounds. | have
burned my veosel, determined to quit
the sea forever, and become an honest
man. Our noble Governor, the Earl
of Bellamont, has promised me his pro-
lection if | am pressed too hotly; for the
rest trust to these and he touched his
arms significantly. But no more oil
this subject a. present, dear Margery
for ] am very weary, and hungry, too;'
and he threw himself YEARLY upon a
couch, while his sister not cariEg to a.