Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-12-23

through the shadowy groves below, alo
indulged pleasing, though melancholy
dream Of happier days. Far as he
dark blue eyes could reach, her glanc'
met objects which had been dear TO hel
in childhood ;and now her eye rested up
on the gothic magnicence of the Church
whose towering spire was rejecting the
last rays of the setting sung and before
whose altar had so often bowed the knee
Of alteration to the great sovereign oi
the universe. And now the clouded
though once brigh, and happy idea, hoa-
ted across her mind, that in that sacred
sanctuary she had been united to the man
whom she loved, but whose cold and
bleeding breastwas inulncd in the matso-
leum of hi. ancestors, swcp, forever from
her desolate arms by the rapid whIrlwInd,
ofwar. Twenty years." said the
wretched Amr'ia, shave gone down 'he
current of eternity since ] gathered flow
erS from this lovely snot !" A, the last
word died upon her lips, the bright re-
mrm,rance ofparents, home and friends,
rushed upon the mind, and raising her
ewes and hands 10 heaven, in the act "f
supplcation, she burst into tears. They
were the tears which are sacred to mem
ory but coldly they fell upon hsD"id-
owed heart. " Oh ye scenes of my
childhood," she cried, Ms she descended
the winding path to the valley, ''il ye are
as de>oate as my bleeding and fallen
country, then is my wretcheaness COM
plete." Though wearied and fatigued,
one glmmering ray Of hope gave agility
TO her feet, and like sylvan spirit, she
eIded along, to- meet the long los, arms
of her beloved parents. Imagination
portrayed the venerable pair, white with
the lrosts of years; and she fastened to
communicate the welcome Intelligence,
,ha, she still lived TO bless them. Bright
Luna. the chas,e goddess of the night,
was driving her silvery car over the ma
jcS,ic woodlands, that waved their lofty
heads in the eastern landscape, and was
smiling upon the placid smoo'hncSs of
the lake, when Amelia emerged from the
last shadowy avenue To- where had once
stood the sublime edifice of her youth
fuI ga,ty' But oh what tongue could
describe the anguish of her heart, when
she discovered her happy home to be
but pile of undlstnguishabIe ruins.---
She gazed upon the desoated spot, as
the tremulous sigh broke from her bo-
som: and her heart, chilled, as it were,
witt the last dissolving lie Of aalure.--
Sne looked again, as memory presented
To her view the once blooming garden
from which she had culled many low.
er in her happier days, and she gave
ven, to IA food of tears as she turn, G
from the scene forever. She bent he,
steps 70 the ancient church, that stooe
upon the adjacent hill, and her hear
seeued read, to burst when she though
of the happy bridal evening on which
,he had last ascended the hill. Thel
her youthful heart bounded with joy
amid smiling cheeks and sparkling eyes
but now, alas it wilhered beneath he
chilling tears.
ST., had now approached marble
SPpulCIlTP, dHu WIS thNcd'oI'lS W ltd'
it, which was as follows: "To the me
mory Of the brave Alexander Manson.
8 She could read no more; but stood
- like statue, with her eyes fixed upo
vacancy Then starting, as from
' trance, she exclaimed wildly, " nj
I doom is sraIed--my wrelchedness
! comple,e--Or fallen and unhappy Po
=, = LAM, "a falher's and IA husbands bloc
= has dyed thy altar and come; m
country, to fall with thee" A warr
u glow anlmrted her cheek, as she utter
T ed the Iasi word, but dea,hlike pale
y ness succeeded it. Not tear escape
from her eye, for the freezing in1uenc
', of grief had dried up the fountain
u Farewell" she cried. aye once belo'
l. ed scenes of my childhood; no MOI
shall ramble in your dsliohtiul grove
or call together my lil,e blea,ing hoc
from the howery fields. The scene
=" my happiest moments, of my bridal da
, shall witness The setting OF my sun
glory and my last sigh shall be brcal
;, J. ed to the hallowed spo, tha, gave n
.e birth" She knelt down between Il
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