Northern star, and Warren and Bristol gazette. [volume] (Warren [R.I.]) 1826-1830, 1826-07-22
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were his wife and sister, each Of whom
held the collar Of his coat firmly grasp
ed, and dragging him to and fro, inter-
rupted his progress every moment, as
they threw themselves upon him, and
gave vent to their joy in another and
another convulsive hug. A few yards
in front, his old mother hustled along in
IA stranges sort Of a pace, between a trot
and canter, and every now ana then
discovering that she bad shot toe far a.
head, pirouet:ed round and stood in ;he
centre of the street, ciapping her WITH
cred hands and shouting out her ecsta-
cy in native Irish. until the group came
up and again propelled her forward. A
cavalcade of neighbours, and among
them the intended alibi witnesses, talk
ing as loud and looking as important as
if their perjury had been pu: to the
test, brought up the rear. And this
was the manner and form in which Lar
ry Cronan was re-conducted to his
household gods. who saw him that night
celebrating in the best Of whiskey and
bacon. the splendid issue of his morn
ling's pitched battle with the law.
An unemployed weaver meeting
with an acquaintance the other day,
was making his complaint about the
present uncqualIed depressure Of bu-
siness and state of general Distress
His friend, with greet elongation Of
visage, exclaimed" All! Jamie,
the ham o. Providence is int /; it's
a just punishment for our SINS" cit
may be sac, an it may not be sae.''
replied jamie. 81 Gamma say but
there's ae thing I'm sure o., gin
that which you say be true----the
weavers suffer mair sins than ony
set of men that ken o."
***#*#The moon darted its sill
very rays OH the summit of the tress;
and abandoned myself to my vague
reveries. Silence rtigned around
me light breeze agitated the fol-
iage, and invited me to enjoy the
charms of a fine night. l was 60
ing tn sit down on a small tuft Of
verdure which presented itself to me,
when on sudden a spark flew un-
der my feet, which had struck an OBJ
ject which ! could not distinguish T:
| stopped, and my hand seized rus
ty pistol. A rusty pistol in a forest
at ten o'clock in the evening, in the
month of July! What an adven-
ture for heart greedy after mclan-
cholly sensations. 1t is a matter for
at least twenty meditations /; and inn
mcdiatcly. with the pistol in my hand
I cried out as follows, in the pres
enco of night, sole confdant Of my
! dulorous thoughts. 4" Pistol mur-
derous weapon. what has brought
thee here ? How long hast thou
lain up the earth. and who was
thine owner Would that thou
coulds't find a voice to recount to mo
thy singular destiny since thou de-
partedst brilliant and polished from
the hands of the armorer In vain
| search around me for traces to an
nounce the use to which the mortal
who left thee behind had destined
thee Speak, on pistol tell me if
thou vert an instrument Of death in
this ysrdant retreat
4" Yes, every thing here would
favor the project of an assissin. or
the mysteries Of a dnel the victim
could find here no succOur---h voice
would be lost in the depths Of the for
est, and would scarcely awake an &C.
ho to his parting signs. But what
do l perceives The skilrul hand
of the workman has adorned thy
form. silver and steel have united
their lusture to render thee moro
precious and cyphers and blazon-
ry announce that thou hast belonged
to noble and rich, who formerly
made brilliant figure in the world,
and came to expiate in this forest the
pleasures Of opulence and tho pride
of grandeur. Who can explain to
me the enigma of thine existence. e.and
reveal TO me the name of thine own
er
"Was he a courtier. disgusted
with the baseness of the world (? He
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