The Weekly Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, O. [Ohio]) 1861-1???, 1867-07-05
groend ot 1ermont,
LOST In THE FOREST.

About ninety years ago, lsuppose, the
events OF my story commenced. 1t was in
| Vermont, within the limits of the township
of Rockingham, or Springfield, it is inpos
sible TO say which, that the log cabin, which
was the home of tho heroine, stood sur
rounded by forest, Tho real names oil
the actors in this tragedy of the woods
have passed out of .he legend, and | there.
fore substitute the first names that come
to my mind.
a. have finished my. spinning, Robert
and shall carry the yarn home to-day. /
think will spend the day with Mrs. Green
and wish you would come and meet me
and bring the baby home" said the young
wife, taking the linen yarn in her apron
and the baby on her arm. ...a, f. .asts.t,
avery well, replied the husband, Civ.
ing the Growing child kiss as he started
off with his hoe over his shoulder for the
wheat field. His lot had been burned over
and sown with wheat, but the huge stumps
of the old trees, and the thick underground
roots in the new land prevented the use Of
the plpw. 1l
All day he worked busily in the fresh
soil, with the strange wood sound about
him, eating his lunch at noon from his lit
tie basket, until the heightened shadows of
the forest around his clearing bstokened
the approach of sunset Then he started
off to meet his wife. A mile or two in the
forest his neighbor Green had made his
clearing He went on without meeting his
wife and baby, until he got to his neigh
bor's door. "N' H
F." Why" said Mrs. Green, in answer to
his inquiries, didn't you meet her? She
hasn't been gone long-only few min-
utes." ". U5-
Can she possibly have missed the marked
trees asked Robert Harr aghast.
Do not be alarmed neighbor Harris, {"
eaid Mr.. Green, =" | will go along back with
you" "'
The men went together through tho for
est, which every moment grew darker and
d4arier. They called Mrs Harris name
loudly at intervals, but there came no re.
Ply. They kept saying to each othe~, I'VE
may find her at home" but they were
heavy at heart, The log house was reached
but the mother and baby were not there.
The COW lowed to be MIXED and the pigs
which ran in the woods and came lone at
n'glt clamored for their usual feeding,
but the men took no notice of then. Back
again through the woods, with lantern,
calling and hallooing.
Then they went on to the next clearing.
and the next. A woman lost!" What
telegram in the exciting days of battle ever
fell more thrillingly on human ears than
these words, going from mouth TO mouth
among the home nests of new country 2.
With iron muscles and determined wills
the warm.hearted settlers started out.
4" Wel scour the woods; we will find them,
never fear" According to a custom they
had at such, times, they blew dinner horns,
tuilt fires and shouted until they were
hoarse. No tidings of the lost ones on
that uight. All the next day they searched,
and day after day as long as possible.
Fires were left smouldering among the
trees, men who knew the woods kept res
olutely 10 the search, but the budding
April forest held its own secrets.
When Mrs Harris started with Ter baby
in her arms from Mrs. Green's, expecting
to meet her usband, she went
on earelessly, her attention being directed
il part TO the child, until suddenly looking
up, she discovered 10 white scars OF an ak
OH any tree in sight. But she iaubied she
had OILY stepped out of the track, and
might in a moment regain it. A, vain fancy
She went on, but nothing familiar met her
eyes.
The night came ons The little birds
went to rest and the owls commenced a
iolefhl hooting. She was alone with her |
nfant IN the great sea Of forest where |
leyer woodsman's ak had echoed. She |
MAS lost She sat down faint aud tired |