Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-09-23


foamed and Kissed above his head, as
though they were mocking his love and
folyy" But young fisher replied, "what
had the maiden on the rock to do with It,
if the rash boy chose to fix his eyes upon
her, instead of keeping them carefully upon
the current! 1t was not she who drove
him towards the whirlpool, but he himself
who was the cause Of the catastrophe. -
Thev then went on to tell how the beauti-
full fairy would often appear to them to-
wards evening, close to the shore, and
look so sweet and kind, and point out
places for them to throw their nets, where
they never failed to be enriched with a
plentiful draught. "But if" continued
the fisherman, ca any one should attempt 10
approach her, (as who would not, when
she is so good and beautifully she grows
angry, and disappears like vapour.-,
Whether she flies up to the clouds, or SINKS
down to the deep, is more than we can
tell, and nobody knows who or what she
really is."
The old huntsman shook his head, and
went on his way towards Bacharach,
through the darkening twilight Not far
from thence lay Stahleck, castle in
habited by the Palatine of the Rhine
Many tale had reached his Court, about
the wonderful maiden, who, from time
to time, was wont 10 exhibit herself on
the rock; but no one of the Palatine' s
household had ever seen her, and the
Count would always repress their inquisi-
tiveness, and tell them that those from
whom God was pleased to withhold the
sight of such ministers of evil, ought to be
thankful and contented, and not allow
themselves to indulge in such idle and un
profitable curiosity.
The Palatine's son was young and
beautiful boy, so beautiful that it seemed
as if the spring had sent him forth for Its
messenger, and as life turned to spring
wherever he looked and smiled Oi-
ten had he bent his longing eyes owards
the spot which was the origin of these won
derful stories, and from whence only the
commands of his parents restrained his
eager steps; for they had themselves re-
marked, and had heard from his playmates
and companions in the chase, how COM
pletely his mind and thoughts were occu-
pied with the idea Of the fair enchantress
All he had ever heard of her was treasured
up carefully in his memory, and her image
was constantly present to his Imagination,
arrayed in all its brightness and beauty
In fancy, he beheld her, lonely as she
was, reclining on her wild rock, beneath
the setting sun, or the pale moon, and
warbling sweet music to the solitary
Rhine.
On the evening already referred to-
Hubert( such was the young Counts name)
was sitting with his sister Una on pleas
ant slope OF the green mountain, called the
Kuhlberg, Just opposite the VOigtsberg.
where the costliest grapes ripen In profuslon
beneath the genial sunshine. There they
had fingered, watching the boats gliding
along the river, or the reflections in the
water of many wellknown spot, now mir
rored in joyous light, and now hidden IN
gloomy shadow. For some time they had
, conversed together, am talked over man,
fairy legend, but now they sat silently
gazing Oh the waves, with their hands
clasped in each others. To Una, Huber,
had confded all his secret sorrows; ano
when his sighs were waited towards the
cloudy distance that veiled with its blue
vapors the lar-stretching mountains of the
Rhine, she well knew whittier those sighs
were directed. All was now hushed--
the trees gently waved to and fro as il
rocking themselves to sleep the wild
pinks and violets that peeped here and
there from among the rocks, had closed
their sweet eyes and no sound was heard
but the mountain rills, which seemed to
murmur music in their dreams. The trees
and shrubs in the foreground glowed with
thousand hues, while the stately forests
which rose in the distance, waved in rudd>
gold, and after while the moon rose from
behind neighboring summit, like the &c.
Mus of fary-land itself, and shed witch.
ing light over the scene.
"That is Loreley's voice." suddenly ex
! claimed Hubert, "yonder she sits and smiles
Didst thou not hear her strain? Seldom
does bird sing thus sweety beneath thu
moonlight. Una arose hastily and alarm
ed, "Come brother," cried she, cit is time
you should conduct me home; and we mus
not again stay so long and SO lonesomely or
this precipice, for, indeed, it terrlfes mt
to see you thus" They now returned t
the castle; Una, hand in hand with he
brother, and dreaded the expected reproo
other mother, entered the hall where he
parents were sitting, according to their eve
ming custom. The company were discours
ing Of Loreley, and Of the strange story o
her entertainments, which had Just reached
! Al l. -SA1~