The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1921-06-04
L,lsIe dc Malheure

LIsie &c Manicure
There's 4 little sheltered bay in an is
/ land.far away,
Where ithe waters kiss sandy
stretch Of shore
Where the sun in splendor shines on
the everlasting pines
And the moon beams gid the towers
as of yore.
Tis the haunted island fair, resting in
the summer ar,
Wild lilies bloom around the lovely
shrine,
The grasses tai and green are grow
ing in between
The sedges and the sweet flag down
the line.
A wild path from the lake is a haunt
ed one we take
TO lie chateau standing silent on the
hill
Never windows open wide or the
doors on either side
But a deathly stiffness everything
does fill.
The waves upon the beach their giant
bounds outreaqh
And struggle toward the smokeless
chimneys tall
The eagle scars on high, thru the
purple tinted sky.
Bright crimson hangs its mantle in
the fall.
Deep shadows of the night, silver
! timed nv StrpakS of light
Make ghastly every form from out
the park
The haunted house above us seems to
hold spell upon us
And the sounds of night are troubled
in the dark.
The creaking on the stair or the star
light shining fair
Bring a shudder and feeling cool
and damp.
The tables black and grim or the pic.
lures weird and dim
Seem human shape reflected by the
lamp.
4 The great halls Swallowed deep like
sentinels asleep
Keep guard over rooms where death
has kept
Nightly vigil thru the years where
once flowed the bitter tears
And grief IN anger on sweet joy once
lep;.
For the story we've been told in the
4 ( pleasant days of Old
allow a young man brot his charming
happy bride
To the island home one night from
the cities shining light
/ Up the path they gaily wandered
side by side. .ARaA
Bright plans for future years, never
dreamed of sudden tears
'Only joyful happy laughter stalked
| before,
Little rocked the welded pair while
they climbed the wooden stair
| The Angel Death was waiting at the
/ door.
1.-THE doors were opened wide bright
the lamps shone from inside
While the bridal couple crossed the
threshold DER
Flowers smiled from vases near
music sang a song OF fear
And the bridegroom fell lifeless on
the floor
| Never since that fatal night have the
lamps in rosy light
! Ever shone on happy faces from the
door
For the grasses wild have grown and
the place is like tomb
Filled with asphodes there twenty
/ years and more.
! Now the gray deserted house tbs
lonely haunted house
| Sets all alone upon its rocky isle
! It's halls no longer ring with the
notes the robins sing
And the windows blind the one time
! happy smile, #
! Down the star and down the park
thru the night and thru the darl
| Wander only ghostly forms the Ions
years thru
Never youth ere comes to listen or tC
see the sunshine glisten
| On the leaves of the grasses fle(
with dew.
Slowly fall the sullcn waves on Tho
old secluded caves.
! Thru the sand dunes the soft vino
sweeps along.
The milky way is shining DER thu
island sad repining
And the night bird sings It's mourn
full song ~.
Henry w. Winslow.
Note-This is fish bladder island %
Z Lake Champlain This L'Isle de Nal
heure-and the story as | have writ
ten it has come to me as one Of tn,
modern legends of our beloved Lake