Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1873-03-12

anchor off the coast there. Then she said
her prayers, and prayed that Rudol ph
p'lght be always true and good, and her
father better and then she betook herself
to bed, and went to sleep, and dreamed of
Rudolph. All good girls said their pray
ers, and went to bed early, and dreamed
OF Rudolph, in those good old times.
AL the evening the wind had been blow.
ing harder and harder from the west.
When Rudolph reached bort, on his re-
turn from Merwede castle, it blew such
gale that he could hardly get on board
one anchor after another had been put out
until they were all out More and more
violently ragged the hurricane, until the
sea ran madly with the black waves and
the white foam, which the noble ship
roasted triumphantly, but which beat
like thunder upon the trembling shore.
under clear, cloudIess sky, and beneath
| the full moon.
| 81 DDENLY THERE WAS FEARFUL CRY FROM
THE WATCH,
"The dyke has given way ~ Rudolph
sprang to the deck The shore line was
gone. The sea in wide smooth stream.
was sweeping in upon the low lands.
| The boat in which Rudolph had come on
board swung in the tide at the ships
stern. Selling few sailors cloaks which
| lay near him, he tossed them into boat
lowered himself by q rope, and before a
question could be asked him, had cast her
loose and was sculling toward the very
center of the flood pouring from tho sea
into the land
..- UNITED AMID DEsOLATIOE.
Margaret Van Merwede slept calmly in
her quiet chamber. Once she awoke to
hear the roaring of the tempest and to
! feel the old castle tremble beneath the
shock But she crossed herself and went
to sleep again. Then she dreamed that
she was looking out upon moonlit waters,
and that from them rose up the face Of her
father, pale, stern, yet kindly, and that he
said to her: stake Rudolph for thy hus-
band; he has won thee,0 and then she
heard the voice of Rudolph himself cry
ing as if IN agony, Margaret, Mar
garet % She started from her sleep in
fright, and by the light of the taker burn
ing before the shrine of the Holy Virgin,
saw Rudolph's pale face at the easement.
Rudolph, Rudol ph," she exclaimed, "is
this the love that you bear me, to come at
night to my window? BY the soul of my
dear, dead mother, inplore you to de.
part" He answered not Was it Ru
dolph or his ghost ? His lips seemed to
struggle for utterance. Finally the words
come, Margaret, the sea has burst It's
bounds. ely to the balcony above" Even
as he spoke the waters came pouring in
A moment afterwards he received her in
his arms from the balcony above. Vaiuly
they listened. There was no sound of
life; naught but the howling of the wind
and the dashing of the waves against their
frail bark, The next evening he reached
the ship with the sole survivor of the Ca
tastrophe
In the Dude Kerk at Amsterdam, Ru.
dolph and Margaret Van Arteveldt rest
in the same tomb, upon which their sculp-
tured efHgies in marble lie side by side
And once a year the Count Van Arteveldt
rows IN his boat to the castle balcony,
mounts the stone staircase to the summit
of the tower, and waves bis flag in token
of continued lordship over the Lone Gas.
tie of the sea.