Literary cadet, and Saturday evening bulletin. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1826-1827, 1826-06-03
ORIGINAL STORY.
FOR THE LITERARY CADET.
TALES OF AN ITINERANT-No. VII

She looked on many a face with vacant eye,
On many a token without knowing what;
She saw them watch her without asking why,
And reck'd not who around her pillow sat
Not speeches., though she spoke not not a sigh
Rel,evedh her thoughts; dull silence and quick chat
Were tried in vain by those who served she gave
No sign, save breath, of having left the grave.-BYRos.
Ere the last spark OF lite had fled, Roderique
drew from his bosom a pacquet, and placing it in
my hands, " Take that" said he, "dearest Emma
it will unfold to thee the mysteries of my life, and
when thou shalt once more behold those who gave
us birth, present it to them as the last pledge of fill
ial love and affection, from a fond and adorins
son, torn from them at the most interesting season
of life, and doomed to caiamities which heaven "a
lone enabled him to support"
took the precious treasure, and have kept it
sacred and secure, amid all the vicissitudes of life,
and when thou shalt be better prepared to listen to
its contents, when the conflicts .of affection shall
have ceased to ranklc in thy bosom, thou shalt read
its contents till then, suffer me to proceed with
my own narrative.
Returning from this depression, Emma continued
her story, and whilst the aged parents listened to
the history of her suferings and misiortunes, the
tears o joy and sorrow alternately ~glittered in the
burrows Of their aged cheeks, and !, who had un-
til that moment been ignorant of the events of her
life. listened with intense curiosity.
When my beloved brother had ceased to breathe,
and as the blood yet oozed from his deep and fright
full wounds, ! dared not give vent to my soul in la.
mentations and Borrowings, lest the robbers should
in their wrath, pierce my bosom with their daggers.
1t was an hour of torture, and | sank beneath the
a%cuteness OF my feelings. Reclining beside the dead
body ofmy brother, | knew not what | did, nor did
| distinctly notice the objects that surrounded INC.
The wild merriment of the intoxicated band, and
their shrill and dealening cries and yells, reverbera.
ted through the interstices Of tho murky cavern
the abiding place Of lnfidels and murderers, wretch.
es who prowled around the world to ravage and
destroy. A morbidne.so of mind, a sadness of soul
and a sickness of heart had possession of me-bu,
reviving nature, as if unwilling to suffer me to re.
main an idle witness to the bestial excesse, O.
the inmates Of the cavern, partially awoke me from
my torpor; and casting my eye around, | saw tina,
there were some two or three of the brigands, anc
\ well attired lady, who seemed to watch me with
an eye Of tenderness-with an apparent feelip.
which ! gladly would have thanked them for, hat
! not been incapable Of articulating coherent Ian.
guage. Their manners and their appearance indi
Gated that they were not yet dead to all the feeling
OF humanity and benevolence, aud as one Of then
felt Of my hand to ascertain i'll yet retained the vi
tai spark, ! heard him whisper to his companion
" Unfortunate creature too young, too gentle, Il
be thus rudely prosecuted and oppressed! I will
save her from the horrors that await her, if in tn,
act ! sacrifice ny life-and all my hope, 10 hea
ven" gently, gently, friend responded the 9th
er, " lest you awake the leader of the baud and W.
at once are hurled down perdition's gull" " Wise
ly thou hast spoken" replied the former, ." ! vii
profit by thy sdmooitions, yet as heaven exists,
vow ! will rescue her from the depths Of thi, infer