The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1820-09-06

"'2ys only from me Sehe/ Of she goodness
and cvisdom IF Supreme Being, that our ca.
,jerliiies can be borne ia shaf manner Which
bceones man."
HENnr INACCESSIBLE.
In summer there 10 benuiy in too wild.
est moors of Scotland, and the wayfaring
man who si,s down for on hours rest, be
aide soune little spring that flows unhesid
through the frightened moss -and water
Sycsses, feels his weary heart revived by the
sllent, serene and solitary prospect. On ev.
cry side sweet sunny spots oil vcrdurc smile
towards him from among the M, ancholy
hesther une expected diy in tho solitude stray
sheep, II may DO with i,s lambs, starts half
slarmsd.ct his mosionless fguse insects,
large, bright, apd beautiful, come careering
by hisn through the dcsert cir nor doss the
wild want It's own songstefs, the g'ey iinnet,
fond OF the blooming fut Se, aud now and then
tho lark mounting pp To heaven above the
snmni,s of the green pastoral hills. During
such . sunshiny hour, tho lonely cottage on
the wasse ems TO stand in q paradise and
Gs no rises to pursue his journey, the travel.
Isr looks back and bcsscs il with a mingled
emotion OF delight and envy. There, thinks
be, abide the children Of iunoceEce and con.
tenttnent, tho two most benign Spirits that
Ts,ch over human life.
But other thoughts sriso In the miod OF
Nm who may chance TO journey through ,be
came scene 10 the dosolatioo Of winrer. The
cold bleak sky gIrdles the moor as with
belt Of ice (; iiie is frozen in oir and on earth.
The silence is not Of roross, ba, extinctipn;
and should q solitary homan dwelling catch
his eye half buried In tho snow, he Is sad for
the sake Of hem whose destiny Il ia to abide
Far from tho cheerful haunts Of men, shroud.
cd up in melancholy, by poves,y held in
ibrali, or pining away IN unvisited and un-
tended disease.
But, In truth, the heart Of human life is
but imporfocuy discovered from it, counte
nance aud before wc can know what tho
summer or what the winter yields fer enjoy
mens o. trial TO our country pcaaantry VIC
must have converscd with them in their
fields end by their fsssides and made our
selves acquainted with the powerful ministry
Of the seasons, 90, over those objects s!one
which feed tho eye and the imsg ginstiou, bus
over all the incidents, occupations, and O.
vents, that modify or constitute the existence
Of tho poor. ae
have short and simple story 70 tell Of
the win,cr lie Of tho uaoorlsod cotssgs' a
story but Of ono evening with few events
end no signal ca,asteophe; but which may
happily please those hearts whose deligh, is
TO think on the humble under-plots that are
carrying on in ths great drama Of lie.
Two eotssgeFs, husband and wife, we're
sitting BY their cheerful peo, 6rs, one winter
evening, ia small lonely hu, on tho edge Of
wide moor, st some miles distance from ..
o. other hsbitaton. There had been, at one
tine, several hu,s of the came kind erected
close together, snd Inhabited by fslnilies OF
the poorest clsss Of day lsborsrs who found
Wc'k among the distant farms, and at nigh
re,u,ned to dwellings which wsro ren,.frec,
win their little gardens, won from the waste.
Blu, one family otter sno,hsr had dwindled
vsy, and the tuti-built huts had ell fallen 10
60 ruins, excsps one that had always stood io.
the centre Of this little soliisry village. with
its sunms~ walls covered with the riches
honey suckles, and ia the midst Of the bright.
est of ali the eadsns. Il alone now sen, up
its smoks into the clear winter sky and it,
little eud-wsadow nov lighted up. vss the
ShIy gr0usc stat that shone towards the be
isssd ssvslIsr, u sny sach ssasused 10 csoss,