The Massachusetts spy, and Worcester County advertiser. [volume] ([Worcester, Mass.]) 1825-1831, 1825-09-07


and exhausted, sat down on the snow by
the path-side at the foot of the Storm
head had become so benumbed with
cold, as TO be unable to proceed; and,
while gradually sinking in the fatal le-.
thargy which comes in such circumstan-
ces the forerunner of death, was acci-
dentally discovered by the poor widows
daughter, and borne senseless to the cot
tage.
Long the beautiful and affectionate
girIsa over the slowly recovering youth,
with anxiety depicted on her counte-
nance, ministering to his wants, and tend
ing him with sisters care; while her
mother assisted TO the utmost her little
means allowed, in making him comforta-
bic. The stranger, when able, thanked
bis kind benefactress, and assured them
Of his gratitude, promising to compen-
safe their kindness by every return in
his power.
Many days passed away before he
left the cottage, even after bis return
to health. He followed Emma wher-
ever she went, and praised her beauty
and her graces, and promised--what he
never intended to perform. But his
praises and his promises won her inno-
cent heart. Unpractised in deceit. she
judged of others by the pure law writ
ten in her own bosom, and gave her
heart at last unboundingly TO her de-
ceVer-
The day at length arrived, when the
stranger youth was TO depart. He bid
kind farewell to his constant, but deeply
injured friends promised most solemn
ly to return to his adored Emma in few
months; and sailed down the Susque-
hannah. Bot in vain they looked for his
return at the appointed time. No tidings
came il was even discovered, that he
had passed his time at the cottage under
a feigned name, and had deceived them
as to his place Of residence. The poor
widow, however, for long time knew
not how cruelty the kindness of herself
and daughter had been requited. 1t was
revealed to her, when il could no longer
be concealed and the last consolation
of the cottagers, the consciousness Of
virtue, and its accompanying peace of
mind, was gone. Grief preyed upon
the pallet faced mother; and her daugh-
Ter pinned silently away. a sweet emblem
of the fading flowers of the sickly au-
tumn.
The returning summer sirewed its
robe of green upon the forest scenery,
and the grass grew luxuriously around
the cottage door; but the mountain
reared lis bald head, unchanged from its
ancient barTenoess, towards the sky;
and the hearts of the cottage inmates
were even more barren of happiness.
One day, Emma climbed up to the high
est poin; of the craggy rock that tower
ed far above the cottage, and sat musing
with melancholy, in full prospect of a
large extent of country, diversified with
hill and dale, and winding creeks and
rivers. The scene, though beautiful,
was sad to her: above, she looked at
the calm, clear sky and a thought sole
across her bosom, which she trembled
to entertain, but which still seemed full
of sweetness. Ii would be but mo-
mentary pang,' She said: should not
suffer. The rocks below would man
gle; but should be iDsensible and
while all but this rude and wild and
faithless world looks fair and beautiful.
shall ] not be forgiven, i'll end miser-
able life by throwing myself into the
eternity that comes so near mep A
voice spoke just behind her: Emma =
She turned it was the stranger. more
bright and beautiful than she had ever
seen him in his first ruinous visit. En-
ma 2 his trembling lips repeated, and
he was at her feet.
He came to redeem his promise to
perform his vows to save himself from
the burnings Of perjured conscience.
He was rich he was lord Of domain,
wider than the eye embraces from
Storm-head point; and all was Emma's.
She add her mother are happy now.
There is brief moral to the story.
Be virtuous, and leave the rest to Heav-
en-; and even erring once, or twice,
add not to the crime the double sin of
doubling the justice and mercy of Prov
idence. Penitence, patience, and per-
seyering goodness are too dear TO Heav-
en-. to end in sorrow, suffering, and des-
pair. Trenton Emporium.
Mr.. Carter, Of the NJ T. Statesman.
This gentleman, as we are happy to
learn, bias arrived at Liverpool in safety.
In the first communication TO his part
ner, in New-York, we find the follow
ing notice of squadron of nuutiluses,
the curious and beautiful shelI-tish
which has been supposed by some TO
have given man the first lesson in the
art Of building vessels and navigating
them. Troy Sentinel