The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-01-01
CAPT. MARVIN'S WO0ING.

From the New York sun.
The curious mindeduse some years
q to search for the quaint in
scription that could I've traced upon Il
mouldy stone in the ancient buryinI
ground in old Lyme Regis, known in
these later years as Lyme, Themem-
orial, when found, could he dccjphered
thus;
This Deacon, aged GS, sfrccd oncaSth from
serving;
May for a crow no longer wait; LymC's
Captain Rrnold Marvin.
Yet, according to the tale that
mothers told daughters for many
years more than n hundred, Capt.
Ma2vin found n crown whose gentle,
blue-eyed wearer ruled him and his
imperious will with tho peaceful
sceptre OF love; and this is the tradi-
ton:
There were the sounds OF breaking
branches and the tread of feet that
seemed heavil' weighted, one after
noon of early September in the year
100. Thesenoises seemed to be caused
bysome one laboring severely iustwith-
in the wilderness that stretched far
back into Connecticut colonyfrom the
shore of the Sound. The man who
heard these ominous sounds peeped
cautiously around for an instant, and
then stared with wonder upon what
was revealed to him. He saw coming
from the woods another man, half
carrying OH his shoulders, h~alf-drag-
ging, and straining at every muscle
with the weight, a great black thing
that seemed the full size of q we'll
grown OK.
TITS Renold," said the man, ''and
he hath q bear" Then he went up to
the hunter.
"a bear. The bear, Renold. The
brute that has given us so much con-
Germ. 'Tis q monster"
The hunter loosed his hold, aud
painting with his exertion, seated him
self upon q stone. He was a young
man, and though the blood Of the
beast had stained his face so that the
color almost masked his countenance,
yet the dar-4 and resoiute eyes, the
firm-set jaw, and the defiant manner
of the man, exhausted as he was,
caused the other to look with admira-
ton upon him rather than upon his
prize.
m'Tis n monster, Renold. You did
not fight it all alone?o
s1Why not? Shall q strong man
with blunderbuss and knife fear q
bvnte?v
MANY an armed man has been kill
ed by such as this one"
"Bahl None but babes and suck
gings. There, | am rested now. Twas
more difficult TO fetch him here than
90 kill him. You stay here with hIm.
Here, here, my gun and knife. / to go
for help to bring him to the settle
ment.'
"Ah, but, Renold, perhaps his
mate"
"Art fearful Of a dead brute? Yet /
slew him alone. Truly ! did. lie
not"
~ know you do not lie. Your COM
m~unication Ii always yea, yea, and
nay, nay" Z.
FEAR nothing, for ] win soon be
back
The young man, without another
word. went quickly downt the highway,
q mile perhaps, until he stopped be-
fore d clumsy, rough-barred gate set
iii the stone wall. Then he strobe
across IL meadow, heavy with after
1nnth, until he reached a well sweep,
Whose bucket swung high In the air,
With the strength Of one sinewy wrist,
he poured the water, cool as a winter
spring. upon his head, and with the
pthof hand most cnergetically bathed
ihis neck and face till the skin was al
ffsost fs rnddy Ms the stains his late
slaughter left upon him.
There" said he at length; twater
for strong men, milk for babies, and
rum for the weak and foolish Then,
as he was about to start again, hs
satopped III listening attitude.
Whats that / hear? Thump
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