Elizabeth-Town gazette. [volume] (Elizabeth-Town, N.J.) 1818-1821, 1820-11-07

WnsA AuSC5 was nut uuuS int q iUdtHsOWC
weed" upon the world, 40 cause assigned
except your Ioathing inclination! Ii mat
tered nothing, that, for you she had sur.
rendered all her worldly prospects-ihat
tshe had left her home, her parents, and
her country--that she bad confided 10 the
honor Of Prince, and the heart Of a man,
and the faith OF a Christian: she had. II
seems, 10 one little year outIived your
liking" and the poor, abandoned, branded,
lheart-rent outcast, must bear it all in ST.
Ience, for--She mas a defenceless svoaian
and a stranger. Let any man Of ordina-
Try feeling think on her situation at this
Trying crisis, aud say he does not feel his
hearts blood boil within him Poor IN.
fortunate! who could have envied Der her
Isalaried shame aud her royal humiliation
The lowest peasant in her reyersionary
Irealm was happy 10 the comparison. The
lparents that loved her were far, far away
1.-THE friends Of her youth were in foreign
llaOd she was alone and among strangers,
land he who shonld have rushed between
her and the bolt Of heaven, left her ex-
1posed TO rude worlds caprices. And
1yet she lived, and lived without muir
mur; her tears were sileut--her signs
were lonely and when you perhaps ID
the rich blaze of earth's magnificence for.
got that such wretch existed, no reproach
of hers awoke your siumbering memory
Perhaps she cherished the visionary hope,
that the babe whose " perilous infancy
she Graded, might one day be her liapiess
mothers advocate! How fondly did she
trace each faint resemblance Each little
casual paternal smile, which played upon
the features Of that child, and might some
distant day be her redemption How, az
liz lisped the sacred name of father, did she
hope lis Innocent iusant lone might YET
awake within that fathers breast some
foud association Oh, sacred fancies Oh.
sweet and solemn visions Of .:.athes--
who but must hallow thee! Blesi be the
day dream that begufIes her heart, and
robes each cloud that hovefs DER her
child in airy colors Of that hearts cres-
ton! Too soon life's wintry wbirlwind
must come to sweep The prismed yapor
into nothing.
Thus, Sire, for many and many heavy
year did your deserted Queen heguile her
solitude. Meanwhile for you fa,sering
World assumed its harlot smiles the Tea-
Idly lie denied your errors-lhe villain
courier de6ed each act, which in an
humble man was merely duty, and mid
the din of pomp, and mirth, and revelry,
If remorse spoke. twas inarticulate. Be-
|lieve me, Sire, when all the tongues that
fattered you are mute, and all The gandy
pageants that deceived you are not even
a shadow, an awful voice will ask in
thunder, did your poor wife deserve this
treatment, merely from some distaste of
. INCLINATION ?" 1t must be answered.
Did not The affairs vow demand a strict
fidelity, and was it not solemn and al
sworn duty, {" for better and for worse"
Ito watch and tend her--correct her way
wardness by gentle Gliding, and fling the
fondness of husbands love between her
errors and the world? Thrust be answer
ed, where the poorest rag upon the poorest
lbeggar in your realm shall have the splen-
dor of coronation garment.
Sad, alasl we're the sorrows of her
solitude; but sad as they were, they were
but 10 their infancy. The first blow pass
ed-a second and severer followed. The
darling child, over whose couch she shed
her silent tear-upon whose head she
poured her daily benediclion-in whose
infant smile she lived, and moved, and had
her being, was torn away, and in the
mothers sweet endearments she could 20
longer lose the miseries Of the wife. Her
father, and her laureled brother too, upon
the field OF battle, sealed life Of glory,
HAPPY 10 a soldiers death, far happier
that this dreadful day was spared them!
Her sole surviving parent followed soon,
aud though they left her almost alone on
earth, yet how could she regret them
she has at least the bitter consolation, that
their poor child's miseries ditl not break
their hearts. Oh, miserable woman !,
made TO rejoice over the very grave Of
her kindred, in mournful gratitude that
their hearts are marble.
During a long probation Of exile and
of woe, bereft of parents, country, child
and husband, she had one. solace still--her
character was unblemishcd. BY refiue-
meut upon cruelty, even that consolation
was denied her. Twice had she to un-
ldereo the inquisilion Of a secret trial,
originating in foul conspiracy, and ending
in complete acquitlsl. The charity OF
her nature was made the source of crime
the peculiarities inseparable from her birth
we're made the ground Of accusation; her
very servants were questioned whether
every thought, and word, aud look, and
gesture, and visit, were not all SO many
overt acts Of adultery; and when her mos