The Farmville herald. [volume] (Farmville, Va.) 1890-1934, 1899-10-27
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! An Algonquin Legend !
: BY Florence Wilkinson.



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'OH' ~ nun I'D '-''s''s". except "hen
que ''."'''e i''"'l 'i''Ies''o ln 'ne con-
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'o@ ~ "'"'''' '''' S''''u.' 'o'"OulafE'
~ '''",'e Sn' VIM Hu'n' ana /
ON" a''"'' i'"' " stolln' ana 1e
O0-' an, 's s"'''S' u.s. M' "ieauniiie'
"e s"nc'u up III lhe SKY where the
',"u'S were s"'NeIihs ABOVE inc top
o' 'ne Nioh'agne honde, DARK heavy
''o""s, '.iousn Whlch the heat-lsht-
"'''s n"SN'u I'lu'iE'
40 nol rear le Storm l. said
.onhe' 'out iooN' grandmere' wat was
zait? Something's wife ran past me, on
ne 'aier
0randmere started and looked about
her uneasiiy'
III was me moon IS reflection I'm the
Sueail' Mile. 1Nonne, SAID VIII
'oughoy,
FROM her place IN the bottom OF the
uoat gIanomere muttered am unintel-
hgiDle something.
Ia 'he Sh""o" OF the frs the canoe
s.'o on almost noiseiessiy' when out of
'iie S"."ce wall qui'ered in the arr
"'o'e 'n,'' n'"uS' lNohne suppressed
cry % terror ,nu croucheu down low
'n 'ne C"noe' "iiIoushoy himseli was
S'"r'ieu "y voice so human so mel
oneholy' sounding in that solitude.
oe"e'e IL is child crying he
eN'.H''le"' Let us go TO the shore.
Non' hoh' navarro monsieur.
l'onnes s. voice trembled, but She
stopped the paddle with her hand as
me D'e"" I'D reverse the canoe
e. 1.''' was Do' ~ place l' sounded
"9 u.s. we VIII q" o" P'icK-
.JN' ..r,
" "vs U.S., " "'i' ioo"' le'nai. ih pas
~ W '''o'. .'oS S"io' lney nave
u'''"N ~
e' was ','''"'oi'ns 10 reassure MN
'''' "' ga "S 'lo o'n''s' lor lear IS
..,. ''''' '''.'"s ,o"s'
vas "o' ." 'oon' nor was IL hu-
man INC o'u woman spoke out III .
'ICi''l lor '"e iiIsl ''ine'
LooN 'neIe' one pointed toward .
a bay OF the river that ran up into .
marshy meadow.
Willougby looked, but in the twi-
light he saw nothing except the white
mist slowly eXhaling from the water
and the fag-howcrs along the meadow
edge.
What is it?' he asked. his curiosity
fairly aroused for he perceived that it
was something definite which his COM
panlon feared.
TEL me, Nile. Nvonne."
Silence met his questionable girl
putting her finger 10 her lips with the
gesture of one who dares not speak.
Will0ughby's vision became preternat-
urally acute as the weirdness Of the sit
uation impressed itself upon him.
Watching the dusllv shore past which
they were closely skimming. he OBJ
served a slight. sinuous motion among
the reeds of the margin. and then some
thing slid suddenly i'm front of the ca
noe.
"lt is she" the girl cried. suddenly
bown her lead forward upon grand
mere's knees.
ola Jongleuse. She is following us
tonight"
"Hushl do not speak her name," said
grandmere's husky voice. cor one of us
viii he taken"
Again Willoughby asked. and more {
earnestly. for am explanation.
81 viii tell you. Monsieur Nilleaubille;
mt IL is Something's YOU viii not lake Of
hearing"
Then she continued rapidly in
French. giving her version. somewhat s
modified. of the old legend current 200
ears ago among the Aleonquins and {
tll preserved in tradition among the a
eignorics Of Riyicre-Quelle: f
"She comes at twilight. when the v
mist rises from the streams; when the /
cries among the grasses.
hen her voice is heard Quavering and C
n0aninv like "a lost child I'm the lonely
marshes. She trcads softly on the n
.hite. spongv moss. and where her f