Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-07-29

wen, anu Ill lib SohSciHS, tuut tno pAIliiS
had been proclaimed in the church between
him and you; and that in day or two, you
were to be married. And though felt
drowning, determined to make a stlugg le
for my life, for oh Mary, Mary, my Le art
is not like your heart, it wants your wisdom,
your meekness, your piety and II 1 an to
lose Gabriel, will destroy my miserable
life, and face tho wrath of Gou sitting IN
judgment upon sinners"
At this burst OF passion Sarah hid hex
face with her hands, as if sensible ,hat
she had committed blasphemy. Mary SET
ing her wearied, hungry, thirsty, and fever
ish, spoke to her in the most so2thing man
ner; led her into the little pariour called
the Spence, then removed into il the tat!e,
with the oaten cakes, butter and milk; and
telling her to take some rCireshment, and
then lie down in the bed, bur on no ac-
count to leave the room till called for, gave
her sisterly kiss, and left her. In few
moments the outer door opened, and Ga
briel entered.
The lover said, TIow is my sweet Ma
ry" with beaming countenance; and
gently drawing her to his bosom, he kissed
her cheek. Mary did not, could not, wish
ed not, at once to release herself from his
folding arms. Gabriel had always treat
ed her as the woman who was to be his
wife; and though at this time her heart knew
its own bitterness, yet she repelled all eu-
dcarments that were so lately delightful, and
suffered him to take her almost in his AIMS
to their accustomed seat. He held her
hand in his, and began to speak in his usual
kind and affectlonate language. Kind nd
aflectionate it was, for though he ough. not
to have done so, ,hc loved her, as he thoaglt,
better than his life. Her heart could not
in one small short hour forget whole year
ofbliss. She could not yet fling away with
her own hand what only few minutes ago,
her seemed to her the hope ofparadise. Her
soul sickened within her, and she wished
that she were dead, or never had been
born.
20 Gabriel Gabriel we'll indeed have loved
you nor will say, after all that has passed be-
tween us, that you deserving after all, OF bet
ter love that mine. Vain were it to deny my love,
either 20 you, or to my own soul. But look me in
the face-be not wrsthful-think not TO hide the
truth either from yourself or me- for that is m
possible, but tell me soemnly a, you snail answer
to God at the judgment day, fyou know any rea-
son why must not be your welded wife!'' She
kept her mild, moist eyes fixed upon him; but he
hung down his head, and uttered not word, for
he was guilty before her, before his own soul aud
before God.
"Gabriel never could we have beeen happy; for
you often, often told me, that all the secrets Of
your heart were known unto me, yet never did you
tell me this. How could you desert the poor, in
nocent creature that loved you; and how could you
use me so, who loved you perhaps as well as she,
but whose heart God will teach not to forget you,
for that may never do, but to think of you with
that friendship and affection which nnocentIy can
besow upon you, when you are Sarah's husband.
For Gabriel, have this night sworn, not in anger
or passion-no, no-but in sorrow and pity for
others wrongs-in sorrow also deny it will not
for my wp, to look you from this hour,
whose life is TO be led apart from my life, and
whose love must never more meet with my love-
Speak not unto me, look not on me with beseech-
ing eyes. Duty and religion forbid us ever to be
man and wife. But you know there is one, besides
me, whom you loved before you loved me, and.
therefore, it may be better too; and that she loves
you, and is faithful, as if God had made you one,
say without fear, who have known her since she
was q child, although fatally for the peace of US
both, we have long lived apart. Sarah is in the
house, and will bring her unto you in tears, but
not tears of pentence for she is innocent Of that
sln as duls VINO now speak.
Mary went into the little parlour, and led Sarah
forward in her hand Despairing as she had been,
yet when she had heard from poor Mary's voice
speaking so fervently, that Gabriel had come, and
that her friend was interceuing in her behalf-the
poor girl had arranged her hair in small looking
glass, tied it up with ribbon which Gabriel had
given her, and put into the breast Of her gown .
little gilt broach that contained locks Of their blen
ded hair. Pale, but beautitul-for Sarah Prngle
the fairest girl in all the countryside advanc-
ed with flush OH that paleness of reviving hope,
injured pride, and love that was ready to forgive all
and forget all, that once again she could be
stored TO the place in his heart that she had lost
''What have ever done, Gabriel, that you should
fling me from you' May my soul never live by
the atonement of my Saviour, If | am not innocent
Of that sin, yea of all distant thought Of that SIM
with which you, even you have in your hard d-heart-
edness charged me. Look me in the face, Gabriel,
and think of all have been unto you, and if you
say that, before God and in your own soul, you be-
lieve me guilty, then will go away out into the
dark night, and, long before morning my troubles
will be at an end."
Truth was not only in her simple and fervent
words, but in the tone Of her voice, the color Of
her face, and the light Of her eyes. Gabriel had
hong shut up his heart agains. her. At first he had
doubted her virtue, and that doubt gradually wea-
kened his affection. Al last he tried to believe her
guilty, or TO forget her altogether, when his heart
turned to Mary Robinso.,, and he thought ofma-
king her his wife. His injustice-bis wickelnes
his baseness-which he bad so long concealed, in
some measure, rom himself, by a dim feeling Of
wrong done him, and afterward by the pleasure Of n