Bristol news. [volume] (Bristol, Va. & Tenn.) 1867-189?, 1871-03-24

written in blood-red letters OH his
breast, appeared the terrible, mysteri-
Gus words-Heivich's Vengeance.
Hermann's two sons grew up to
manhood, and the elder, while vet in
the spring time of life, was killed no
one knew how or by whom, save that
he was found dead in a public park in
Vienna, a jewel-hilted dagger protru-
ding from a wound in his heart, while
upon his breast appeared those awful
words, so full of horror, so strange
Heinrich's Vengeance.
The years rolled on their ceaseless
course. The younger brother, now the
head of his house, married a high-born
lady, and as the curse rested not on
him, he died a peaceful death, leaving
hut one child, a son.
Waldo Won RObec, as boy and man.
was striking contrast to the long line
of ancestors who had plundered and
oppressed those numerous peasants
who now gladly hailed their new ba-
ron.
Generous, gentle, noble in every
sense of the word, men looked on him
with reverential pity and dread-yet
hoping that the curse of his race would
surely not descend upon one so below
ed, so innocent of all offence towards
his fellow men.
And, in truth, it seemed as though
this might be the case, as though
Waldo's virtues had atOned for his an
cestors' crimes.
Amid the gay scenes of Vienna, the
young Baron met and loved a fair
maiden, and soon their betrothal was
announced.
Following close upon this announce
ment, there came change over VOL
dos hitherto quiet life; a change that
was destined to be quick and last
ing.
as it true, Herr Baron" asked a
tall, pale nobleman. a foreigner" Is
it true, Herr Baron, that you are be-
trothed to the Baroness Fredrica?"
"It is" replied Waldo, in some
surprise.
His questiOner was almost unknown
TO him, as indeed to all the court, as
he had but just arrived. yet his ample
credentials and letters, had already OBJ
tanned for him the free entire into the
highest circles of society.
"Then | must beg of you, sir, to re-
nOunce herw exclaimed the strang-
er. Il have fixed upon her as my
choice, and l never change my
plans"
Hal! cried Waldo, "What do you
mean?"
"Just what I say" was the cool re-
ply. II want that lady myself, and
mean to have her! so | must request
you to give up your pretensions."
NeverW exclaimed the young no.
blP, You are insolent?"
"Ah well then, we had better fight!
Let us see if the noble Bare n Won Ro-
bee is brave enough to fight for his lady
love"
The stranger advanced and struck
Waldo with the fiat of his sword.
That night the two met, without at
tendaEts. When day dawned, the
corpse of the young baron was discov-
cred, iewel-hilted dagger thrust in
his heart, and on his breast the fearful
words: Ueihrich'S Vengeance. 1t is
finished!
Finished well it might be, for the
family OF Won Robec was now extinct,
and their ancient possessions passed to
a distant relative.
The old castle was never inhabited
after Waldo's death.
But it was said, that as each ami
versary of those terrible acts of vcnge-
ancc came round, strange sights might
be seen, strange sounds heard, by those
who possessed sufficient courage to APP
pruach those stately walls, in the gloom
of the night.
When the ruthless flames finally
leveled the old building to the ground,
there was a general rejoicing among
the peasantry.
And what of the stranger who killed
Waldo, you inquire?
OF him but little can be said, he was
never more seen by any of that gay
court; he disappeared, as he had come,
in mysterious silence.
His snowy retinue, his horses, ms
splendid outft-all that belonged TO
him. vanished as silently, and myste-
riousIy, as their master.
But il was whispered with pale,
horror-struck faces-in the great city
that the latter had borne a most
marvellous resemblance to an old pOr-
trait of the murdered Baron Heinrich; (;
and This fact, taken in connection with
the strange words on Waldo's breast,
caused the terrible tale 10 be but seldom
repeated, and even then, with shud-
dering horror.