The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1827-11-22

From the Montreal G azelie


way in his interesting family, which cunsis-
ted oi an amiahle wife, and two beautiful
children, who seemed the very offspring OF
health, Ons day when the sun shone with
it's sweetest lusire, and gave to the green
ield5 anu fragrant Covers more than ordi-
nary bead,y, | walked towards evening,
attended by my friend, TO the parish grave
yard As W. wandered over the homes Of
the dead, amid tho mcmento's raised by af-
tecuon, my friend pointed or, he names Of
several, whose Impressive stores | shall
ever remember, and two ot which | will
now relate. This stone said he (stup-
ing o, one Of the whites, pHsb e, "waa O.
rected bv a mother over The remains OF an
only child. Blest with more than compe-
tency, she lAvished her tendeFest care up-
on her little and much loved Emily. She
saw her growing up with sensitive mind
and tender heart. Her fond parcnt look
ed forward with anticlpatlvc JOY TO that per
Rod when in all the bloom of maturity, sho
should become the admiration cr those ~
round her. In Emily's seventeenth year
she met at a village ball. one whose SYM
metry Of form and expressive features, uni-
ted TO the most agreeable address, first in
spred her with those vague and indiscrir
bable feelings, which ripcn into love. Tho
world seemed changed To hcr-the green
trees, and the foliage of the earth, hey
home--all seemed different from what they
once were, and even her kind mother ap-
peared somewhat altered To her throtbing
heart. But her feelings were all conceal
ed, while an affection was springing up in
her bosom so ardent and sincere, that it
ended only with her life. Business called
C from tho village. During his alb
sence there was n resilessnesa mel0noho-
ly prcying on the spiri: Of Emily, which
could not escape the anxious observation
of doNting mother. To her sollotous in
quiries evasive answers were returned, in.
tended TO hush investigation, and sooth tho
anxiety of an ahcctionate bosom. Tho
roses on Emilys check faded with the
leaves Of Autumn, and the sparkling Other
eyes became dim with tears, shed in tho
! secrecy and solitude Of her lonely walks.
Ere long he returned who was to her e'e-
ed, and allured by wealth and beauty, svcro
everlasting affection He told her there
were reasons existing which rendered it
necessary al present, for concealing his re-
al name. That his enemies were endea-
voring to effect his ruin, but in little whilo
! he hoped 10 triumph over their machna-
! tions. and be restored to all he formerly
| possessed Of property and reputation. Tho
| fond girl beloved him, yielded TO his soli-
citations, and they were privately married.
| Her mother soon became acquainted with
the fact, and drending the detection Of his
real character, the husband fled. IL waa
asccRaiued that he had committed many
J crimes, and nothing but flight had saved
him from an ignominous death. The dis.
tracted Emily would admit of no consola-
ton. Grcfgained the mastery other mind,
and reduced by sickness and suffering, sha
| became n wretchOd maniac. She would
| sit for hours gazing on vacancy, and pratt
! Ting in art-rcndng accents 10 him who
| had so bascly betrayed her. At last she
died. Her poor old mother staggered dai-
! ly to her grave, I'LL her sinking frame could
no longer bear her to h,r darling's resting
place. She will soon bo with her, for tho
! hand Of death is already on her heart.
This is the sad, sad tale, my friend, Of orc
who fell q victim TO the breach Of lilial du-
ty. Had she conGdcd her secret to her
mother, she might yet have been here and
happy. The stone yonder al the foot of
the grave, is in memory of her little infant
who never saw the light"
Ny attention was next arrested by n dark
marble on which was inscribed " Ellen
llowsrd, nged twenty years" "During
my residence here" continued my friend,
l"I have frequently visited this spot. The
loneliness Of i's situation inspires deeper
awe then generally results from entering
} similar places in towns and citics. There
YOU have too forciblo contrast between
the living and the dead and the hustle OK
the noisy world rudely breaks in upon those
: reflections, which are never disturbed in
! the lonely stiffness Of the village cemetry-
Here all accords with doath--no proud and
costly monument rises IN splendid mockc-
ry, over the crumbling dust OF tho Depart
ed. Soon after my arrival in this place, az
sat looking peInfully around on the littlo
Ihillocls that covered the deceased, OBJ
served a young woman in remote part OF
The buryng ground, under the large willow
lby wonder brook. iwalked towards her
/. her face was turned from rae, aud the pres-
rure Of ny {. # upon the soft grass was un-
cbsCycd She seemed under the influ-
oncc Of excessive sorrow. As approach
cd nearer, she started, and looking towards
tne di,Cpytred the most beautiful face ev-
or bcheld. Tears ran in streams down her
IpalHd chccle,--s spoke not--but her
large dark eyes told more than words could
have expressed. There was a little tomb
stone under the willow, aud read upon IL
Charles Howard, aged two years. Ianx-
iously inquired what ] could do to render
her happy HAPPY said she, in tone
that seemed TO declare that feeling would
never again be hers. = Happy. give me
back my husband and my child, and Ellen
msy again be happy. Can you, (her looks
were inexpressibiy wild, you give