Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-10-24

daughter.
Vllars had that night sound and
tranquil sleep, the first he had enjoyed
Tor long tire. The next day he visit
cd the old man, whom he found greatly
restored; and he heard with extreme
pleasure that the physician lad declared
that quiet and good nourishmen were all
that was wanting to complete the young
woman's recovery. In spite of the
wretchedness of his appearance, the
manner and language of the old man
were those of gentleman His graf
i,ude had in it nothing servile; it seem
ed the frank emotion of generous
mind; and before VilIars quilted him, he
determined to secure his old age from
the attacks of ponury. But, OH return
ing home, he found a letter, which, for
the moment, at least, drove every thing
from his mind; his mother, whom he
tenderly loved, was taken suddenly and
dangerously i'll, so dangerously that it
was requisite for him to set out immcd-
lately, ifhe hoped to find her alive.
He lost not an instant in obeying the
summons; but just as he was on the point
Of departing, he rcccIIected the poor old
man. He wrote hasty line to account
for not seeing him again, gave him his
address in England, and desired to hear
how he went on. Ho enclosed also IL
bank note of a thousand francs, and sent
the letter by his valet, with directions to
deliver it to the old man himself.
The crisis This mothers disorder was
over when he arrived; she was pro-
nounced out Of danger. He staid till he
saw her perfectly recovered, and then,
unable to remain in place which
brought to his mind the most painful rec
elections, he returned to France.
Although surprised, and, in some de-
gree offended, at not hearing from his
old acquaintance, Vilars still felt an in
terest in his fate. He went to inquire
after him, and was told that he had quit
ted his lodging suddenly, and no one
knew whittier he was gone; his daugh-
ter accompanied him, and both were in
perfect health.
He is like the rest said Vllars to
himself; no sincerity, no gratitude -
What fool was | to expect it! and for
fow days he was more gloomy than
usual. Some months elapsed, and he
had nearly forgotten the adventure, when
one day, in crossing the gardens of the
Tuileries, he saw lady drop a hand
kerchief-he stopped to present it to
her, and as he did so, little dog which
was running on before her turned back,
and springing up to Villars, began to
caress him with great fondness.
'Come away, Azor' cried the lady.
Azor" repeated Villars, can it be?
He looked up as he spoke, and met
tho eyes of a beautiful girl fixed upon
him, with a look in which Joy, timidity,
and surprise, were Offended. She ad-
vanced eagerly, as if to speak, but stop
ped short suddenly, and remained ST.
lent.
Il cannot be mistakcnv cried Villars,
this dog belongs 10 a person l have
once known
81 knew it was sure of itn exclaim-
ed the young lady; you are my fathers
benefactorp
Julia, my dearr said the other lady,
in tone of reproof: but her accents
were alike unhecded by Julia and Vii
lars, who were each too eager for an
explanation not to be quickly satisfied
that their conjec.ures were just.
90, how happy will this make my fa-
ther! cried the delighted Julia: how
often has he lamented that he could rot
discover one to whom he owed so muchn
How! has he not received my letter"
"Never, sir from the moment you
quilted us, we have never heard Of you;
but will you not 60 to see my father p
We live so near, so very near I"
Villars wanted no second invitation !;
he accompanied his fair guide to her
habitation--but what different habita-
ton from that in which he had found
her
In an elegant apartment Of one Of the
handsomest hotels in the Rue Rivoli,
Villars was received by the object of his
bounty with the most lively joy, and the
the most touching gratitude. Far from
having forgotten his benefactor, Delmot
had made every effort to discover, him,
though he had never received the last
proof of his regard---for the valet had
kept back the letter, for the sake of ap-
propiating to himsclfthe bank-note which
il contained.
They passed the day together, and in
the course of it Villars learned from
belmont the vicissitudes Of his life. We
shall give them in his own words
{ A few years ago was one of the
richest merchants in Lyons, and one of
the happiest men in France-perhaps
ought to say, in the world. Every thing
prospered with me, enjoyed excellent
health, had, as | thought, many sincere