Taken From My Great-Grandmother's

Family History

 

I found this when I was doing some work on my family's history.
I came across it when working on my Great Grandfather Arsenault, background ,  my Great Grandmother side of the family .


The Noiles .

These later English settlers of Noel knew that they were living in a former Acadian village, but knew nothing of the Acadian families which had left. There is a poem dated about 1870, which shows the mystique of the village of Noel to these English successors

Legend

Full deep at Noel's haunted shores,
Men say that pirates laid their stores.
And that a member of the crew
Was buried with the treasure too-
'Twas long ago when Corsairs hid
Their gold along the Cobequid.

From o'er the grave the cannons roar,
Re-echoed on the lonely shore;
And in the murdered sailors care,
They left the bullion buried there-
That plundered treasure, stained with gore,
Full deep at Noel's haunted shore.

Forever since those day of old,
A phantom guards that Spanish gold;
Beware the curse, those who would wrest
From earth the iron treasure chest.
But pirate galleys never more
Will visit Noel's haunted shore.

Author Unknown of Noel Shore
 

 

 

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