Northern star, and Warren and Bristol gazette. [volume] (Warren [R.I.]) 1826-1830, 1826-10-21

1rayed ityeif against him: when blaste
in fortune, and disgrace and DANCE
dmkened around his name, she love,
him the more svdcntly for his YER,
snGcrngs. Since his fate could ava
, ken even the sympathy Of his foes
) what must have been the agony Of her
whore Whole soui was occspied by hi
image. Let those tell who have hat
the portals Of the tomb suddealy close,
between them aad the beiug they mos
loved on earth who have sat At IL,
threshold, as one shut out ia cold ant
lonely world, whence All that wa.
lovely and loving had departed.
| To render her widowed situation the
more desolate, she had incurred hcl
fathers displeasure by her unfortunate
attachment, and was an exile from the
jpaternaI roof But could the sympa-
THY and Kind Offices Of friends have
reached spirit 30 shocked and driven
IN by horrour, she would have expert
enced no want Of consolation, for &he
Irish are people ofquick and gener-
Gus sensibiIities. The most delicate
and cherishing attentions we're paid her
by families Of wealth and distinction.
Shewas led into society, and they tri-
ed all kinds Of occupation ard anuse-
ment to dissipate her grief, and wem
her from the tragical story Other love.
But it was all in vain. There are some
strokes Of calamity that scath and
scortch the soul ; that penetrate to the
vital seat Of happiness, and blast ,nev-
er again to pat forth bud on blossom.
She never objected to frequent the
haonts Of pleasure; but she was as
mach alone there as in the depths of
solitude. Sire walked about in sad
reve lie, apparently unconscious Of the
world around her. She carried with
her an inwar.l woe that Knocked at aA
the blandishmen's Of friendship. and
needed not the song Of the charmer--
Charm he ever 80 wisely.
The person, says the eloquent au-
thor Of the Sketch Book, who told me
her story, had seen her at masquer.
ade. After strolling through the splen-
did rooms and giddy crowd, with an air
of utter abstraction, she eat herself
down on the steps Of an orches Ia, and
LOOKING about some time with vacant
stare. that showed her iusensibility to
the garish scene, she began, with the
ola sichy heart, to war !
bic a little plain'ive air. She had au
exquisite voice bat. .on this occasion
it WAS so sinp e, so touching, it breath. |
ed forth such soul Of wretchedness,
that she drew crowl. mute and 81
len', around her, and melted every one
into tears.
The story Of one so trae and tender
could not but excite great interest in a
county remarkable for enthu siasm. 1t !
compile tely won the heart Of brsve
officer. who paid his aldres ,e, to her,
aud thought that one so true to the
dead. could not but prove afectionstc
to tAe living. She declined his atten.
tions, for her thoughts were irreyoca.
bly, engfossed by the memory Of her
former lover. He however, persisted
in his sulf. he solicited not her ten
derness but her esteem. He was
assisted by her conviction Of his worth,
and her sense Of her own destitute and
situation. for she was ex-
isting on the kindness of friends. In-a
word, he at length succeeded in gain.
ing her hand, though with the solemn !
assurance that her heart was unaltcra4
bly, another's.
He took her with him to Sicily, hop
ing thata change obscene might wear out
the remembrance Of early woes. She !
was an amiable and exemplary wife, an
made an effort to be happy one but
nothing could cure the silent and de-
vouring melancholy that had catered
into her very soul. She wasted away
in a slow but hopeless decline, and at
last sunk into the grave, the victim Of
broken hear.