Delaware gazette. [volume] (Delaware, Ohio) 1855-1886, 1866-10-26
Lost.

About ninety years ago, as L sup
pose, the events of my story occurred.
It was in Vermont, within the limits
IF either the township of Rockingham
or of Springfield, it is impossible now
70 say which, that the log cabin which
was the home of the heroine, stood
surrounded by a forest The real
names of the actors In this tragedy of
he woods have been forgotten, and l
therefore, substitute the first names
which come to my mind.
[ have finished my spinning, Rob
ert, and shall have to carry the yarn
home to day. think l will spend
The day with Mrs. Green, and wish you
would come and meet me, and bring
baby home, said the young wife, tax
ing the liEen yarn In her apron, and
the baby on her arm.
" Very well, replied the husband
giving the growing chile a kiss as ne
started off with his hoe over his shOul
/ der for the wheat field His lot had
I been burned over and sown with
/ wheat, but the huge stumps Of the old
| 'rees, the logs lying about, and the
thick underground roots In the new
/ land, prevented the use of the plow.
/ All day he worked busily In the
fresh soil, with the strange wood
sounds about him, eating his lunch at
noon, from his little basket, until the
/ IengtheniBg shadows of the forest
around his clearing betOkened the ap-
\ proach of sunset. Then he started of
TO meet his wife A mile or two in
4 the forest, his neighbor Green had
made his clearing. He went on with
out meeting the wife aud baby, until
/ he got to his neighboF's door.
Why, ssid Mrs. Green, in answer
/ to his inquiries, didn't you meet heri
She hasn't been gone long-only few
\ minutes"
q" Can she have missed the marked
/ trees ?" asked Robert Harris aghast.
Don't be alarmed, neighbOr," saiC
/ Mr. Green, [ will go back with you.
The two men went together through
the forest, which every moment grew
darker and drearier. Not so dark bu
they could see the white cash cut OF
the side Of every prominent tree
which mark along the dense woOd
was the only indication they had of tn,
highway. They called Mrs. Harris
name loudly at intervals but Their
y came no reply. They kept saying Il
! each other, We may find her a
home, but they were heavy at heart
The log house was reached but HON
it was no longer to Mr. Harris Th
mother and baby we're not there. Th
cow lowed to be MIXED. and the pigs
which ran in the woods and cam
home at night, clamored for their usu
al feeding, but the men took no motto
# them. Back again through tn
woods, with lantern, calling and haI
3 loOing. All IN vain. Then they wen
IN TO the next clearing, and the mex
2 " A woman Is lost " What telegraI
in the exciting days of battle ever fe
more thTillingly on human nerves tina
e these words going from mouth
mouth among the home nests of th
uewcQuntry? With iron muscles an
. determined wills the warm hearte
settlers started out. We will scoU
the woods; we will find them nevt
fear" According to a custom the
had at such times, they blew dim,
=, horns, built fires, and shouted unt
) they were hoarse. No tidings of Ii
[, lost ones 90 that night. All the nez
day they searched. aud day after da
D as long as possible. Fires were le
sm0uldering under the trees, men wh
knew the woods kept resOlUtely to ii