Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-11-04
MISCELLANY. A
From the New- York Mirror.
ROSE RAlMONDE.
"---0ne fair daughter and no more
The which he loved pnsslng well."

Hc sun was IIuinS u'SH III iio sPhc'e,
and few light and neecy clouds-which
one might have fancied angels had wo-
ven as robes for blessed spirits--hung in
the pure blue Of summer sky, when a
ship was perceived approaching the beau
lifnl Island Of Madeira. Slowly and
majest,cally she moved and when her
swelling sails and broad hull neared the
Loo Rock, she displayed the British
flag, and gave farther notice of her
coming by discharging a cannon. The
latter signal was answered from the fort
upon the rock and the full-toned sound
caused by the firing Of the guns, ran a
long the mountains overtopping the
town of Funchal, echoed amongst the
hollows, and even startled The wild birds
in the lovely valley ofvines.
The fishermen were not long idle with
their boats They turned the prows in
the direction Of the ship; and the pas
sengers, who had long been cabined,
cribbed, confined" were soon landed
upon the Island.
Among these passengers was an En-
glish officer, named Arthur Dearden.
Dissipation and luxury had impaired his
health and he was recommended to So
journ in the Island Of Madeira for the
purpose of recruiting, and, perhaps, re-
gaining, a once fine constitution. Ma
ture had done much for Arthur Dearden !;
and the army, that great school for
courteous manners and easy department,
had lent its aid to finish symmetrical
form. Although sickness had lowered
Dearden's finely turned eyebrows, yet
it could not sink the fire Of his full dark
eyes. His wild hair was seated high up
on his square built forehead and his up
per lip had in its contour all that beauti-
lul scorn which is percevable in the glo-
rious statue of Appollo Belvidere. But
we know the lovely water-lily which ex-
pands its fair white petals upon the bo-
som Of our own waters, has often We
nomous snake nestled in its broad leaves,
and encircling its flowers. A willy, in
visible serpent entered into all the ac-
tons Of Arthur Dearden, and kept from
his heart pure thoughts and honorable
principles.
Many weeks had rolled away before
Dearden had made himself acquainted
with the manners and customs, as well
as the Geography of the Island.
One day, when the clouds rolled Wild
ly in the heavens, and breeze whiten-
ed the sea, and swung round the angles
of the mountains, Captain Dearden seized
his fishing rod and--alter toiling up
the rocks, for the purpose offinding out
sheltered situation, where he might
pursue a favorite amusement without be-
ing incommoded by the breeze---he, at
last, descended into the valley Of the
vines.
This sweet spot was rich in natural
beauties. A small stream moved calm
ly along the centre Of the valley, but its
source and ending were hidden by thick
ly growing shrubs, which tenaciously
fastened themselves (at each end of the
deID to fragments Of rock that had fallen
from the surrounding mountains. On
one side of the vale majestic chesnuts
formed mighty grove, and raised a
midst the dark leaves, their grand spiral
flowers to the sky, as if for the purpose
of displaying, and silently acknowledge
ing to the bounteous God, his noble gifts
And beyond the ground occupied by
these tall trees, a few bright corn-felds
might be observed by any person stand
ing on the surrounding heights. Upon
the other side of the stream, and even
down its margin, the vines wildly hung
their festoons, and displayed their luxu-
rious fruit; the wild rose dipI ed its
branches in the stream; and the myrtle
stopped its form over the bank, and look
ed down upon its own fine scented
blossoms reflected in the water. While
Captain Dearden was at his sport of an
Cling, his eye was attracted by a red
bird enjoying its bright plumage amongst
the light branches of yellow rose
tree.
At that moment the soft tones of a
1ageolet, warbling out wild prelude,
came from among the vines. Dearden
instantly fixed his attention TO the deli
cate notes and even the bright bird
checked its chattering and appeared to
listen. A voice (richer in tone than ever