The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1817-09-03
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TIE MAlpEN AND The ROSE.
.AfRAsToRAL TALE. M

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.Af1AsroRAL TALE. II
1twss during the month when roses deck
she bowers, and yin many q &iss for rural
lovers, that stsayed, in . pensise rcveris,
along the borders Of the limped riyslet. I
reached spot were four weeping willows
waved their Aesible boughs over the glidisg
stream b tho spreading tnrl that clothed the
shore. A blosrsing vose-ireo grew bsnesth
their shade It's hewcrs, were gently baIanc-
al By tho western breeze. 81 will gather
one OF these roses," exclaimed "I will
selec, the fnest Cor my Annette. In sdorn.
Ing her bosom, il will awaken pleasing emo
tions in her heart, and 10 present her with
this small pledge Of my faithfu, love, will DO
a new source AZ delight 20 my soul"
Alresdy my hand touched the flower des,i-
ned for my Annette, when I perceived some
characters, half hidden by the moss on stone
at my feet. Without gathering the hower,
I stopped to read the inscription Il was on
. tomb---hc tomb of young shepherdcss.
Like tho rose, she bloomcd the short space
Of ono day, then dropped her head, aud died.
Timo had covered the characters with
moss with my hand pushed it aside, and
fsad tho following words: :, rsf,r,~..
The maid whose dust these stones incloscs
Soon shared Der lovers doom,
Death snatch'd them both, and for q rose
They slept wltbin this tomb. f' llah ~
I remained ~ some time rejecting 90 tho
spi,aph, and sndsayoring 10 divius the hsto-
ry Of these two lovcrss when young maid.
cn, from the nsighboring hamlet, approached
20 draw water from the Grsam on whose
brick stood. She guessed my thoughts, and
anticipated my request. "You are then
acquainted with their nisiortones," ssidl.
49," Yes" sbcs replied; "u,y grsadmothsr
has told me their melsncholy story. Many
years have pasAsd since they lived > love like
theirs no longer sxis,s Incur days. Alas !
no, h doss ae,," ase rcjoincd and ! thought
BY ker.. accents she felt but TOO much the
truth Of her ssssrasa.
"Wnl you. my fair maid" said I, "put
down your pitcher, and come under the
shade Of these wcepiRg willows, beside this
rose.msc, and for few moments rest yosr.
seH On this moss- covered stone, and relate to
me the history cf these lovers who were so
senderly attached" She willingly assented,
aod seated herself beside me leaning on her
hand, 40 bent towards the rose-treo, and
looking sorrowfaliy At tho inscription on the
stone, ono would have imagined she had
known those Of fwhem she was going to speak
end that their remembrance caused emotions
which almost prevented her relating sheir
history but Soon. recovering herself, che
hegas A. fcllews.
"Sho who has rspossd here for hundred
years was called Helene, she was tho hand
soonest and the wisest sheperdcss OF tho ham
let she had nevsr loved any but Charles.---
Charlss's sffestons wers all eensersd 10 Hell
On. Bornat ths ssme period, at the same
place, they grew beside each other, aud were
uaited by love like two branches OF . vine,
which meet, entwins, and together hive aad
die.--Sueh true lovers bad never beeo before
seoo, aod Notwithstanding, so prodens: all
Charles ssked wssa ehAste kiss, and Helen
never regretted the kiss she had giveu~--''
Here the iugspOeus rslstsr paused and blush
eds I understood you, fair maid" "you
act like your pNadon, grsudraoother." The
simiab.s Rirl hlushcd still deeper, cast her
eyes on tho grsss her hand bad been listles.
sly gathering, snd then continued her rsls-
ton. 1,s fH
.Who would have though, that jealousy
could have entered into two hearts so closely
united I An there 10 much truth in the say.
ing, that Happiness lasts bu, fora momea,,
and that IL 10 ia. tho 6usn day that storms sur
round %, and the ,thuxder bolt deals death.
Helen thesehts Charles wap fai,bless; this
gave the moral blow TO her peace, bot she
would not reproach her guilty lover with his
crime. lwiil change like him, she exclsi,n-
cd, but Twill 40 Longer love- Then she as
samed- an air Of Indifference Il was snIy as
sumsd, for hcr heart was torn with Rriet.---'
"Chsrics, bcwsvo who bad no suspicion
of his misfortune, came on the morn oi fss-
tivsl, with mis- usual franknoss, to salute his
beloved mistress. Alas lore had fown no
tender sm'le greeted his approach, no friend.
ly appella,ion Opoor Charles, what were
your feelings At that moment - Hare the
young girl turned her head away to wipe OF
some tears. which he'd escaped fsom he's eyes.