Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-04-29

licious odours The soul of the youthful
wanderer~ expanded with delight; he rails
ed his eyes to heaven, and almost mingled,
with his tribute of gratitude, a sigh of re-
gret that he had fingered so long amid the
sterile solitudes of the desert.
With fond Impotence he fastened to
make choice of a stream where he might
fix his habitation, and taste the promised
sweets of this land Of delight. But here
commenced an unforeseen perplexity; for,
though he beheld Vulnerable streams on
every side, yet not one could ne find which
completely answered his high raised ex-
pectations. One abounded with wild and
picturesque beauty, but it was capricious
and unsteady in its course; sometimes
dashing its angry pillows against the rocks,
and often raging and overlooking its banks.
Another flowed smoothly along, without
even a ripple or a murmur; but its bottom
was soft and muddy, and its current dull and
sluggish. A third was pure and transparent,
but its waters were of a chilling GOODNESS
and it had rocks and flints in its bosom. A
fourth was dulcet in its tinklings, and grace
full in its meandcrings; but it had a cloying
sweetness that palled upon the taste; while
a fifth possessed Il sparkling yiyacity, and
a pungcncy of flavor, hat deferred the wan
derer from repeating his draught.
The youthful Bedouin, began TO weary
with f%ruitless trials and repeated disap-
pointmcnts, when his attention was sudden
ly attracted by a lively brook whose dancing
waves g~littcrcd in the sun beams, and whose
prattling current communicated an air OF
h%ewitching gaiety to the surrounding land
scape. The heart Of the way worn travel
Ter beat with expectations; but on regarding
it attentiyely in its course, he found that il
constantly avoided the empowering shade;
lettering with equal fondness, whether gll-
ding through the rich valley, or over the
barren sand; that the fragrant flower, the
fruitful shrub, and worthless bramble were
alike fostcred by its waves, and that its cur
rent was often interrupted by Improbable
weeds. With idle ambition it expanded it.
self beyond its proper bounds, and spread
into a shallow waste of water, destitute of
beauty or utility, and babbling along with
unintcresting v~ivacity and vapid turbulence.
The wandering son of the desert turned
away with "A sigh of regret, and pitied a
stream which, If content within its natural
limits, might have been the pride Of the
valley, and the object Of all his wishes.
Pensive, musing, and disappointed, he
slowly pursued his now almost hopeless
pilgrimage, and had rambled for some time
along the margin of a gentle %rivulet, be-
fore he became sensible of its beauties 1t
was a simple pastoral stream, which, shun-
ming the MONDAY glare pursued its unob-
trusive course through retired and tranquil
wales; now dimpling among fowery banks
and tufled shrubbery; now winding among
spicy groves, whose aromatic foliage fondly
bent down to meet the limpid wave. Some
times, but not often, it would venture from
its covert to stray through a fowery meadow
but quickly, as if fearful of being seen,
stole back again INTO its more c%Ongenial
shade, and there fingered with sweet delay.
Wherever it bent its course, the face of
nature frightened into smiles, and q perren-
NAL spring reigned upon its borders. The
warblers of the woodland delighted to quit
their rccesses and carol in its bowers while
the turtle dove, the timid fawn, the soft-ey-
ed gazelle, and all the rural populacc, who
Joy in the sequestered haunts of nature,
resorted to its vicinity. Its pure transpa-
rent waters rolled over snow-white sands,
and heaven asclf was reflected in its tram
quill bosom.
The simple Arab threw himself upon its
verdant margin; he tasted the silver tide,
and it was like nectar to his lips; he bound
ed with transport, for he had found the
object of his wayfaring. "Here," cried
he, "will ! pitch my tent; here will ! pass
my days; for pure, oh fair stream, is thy
gentle current; beauteous are thy borders;
and the grove must be a paradise that is
refreshed by their ~meanderinUsp'