Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-07-07

Will you give poor woman with a
hel pless child, ,rifle to help her on to
Philadelphia said a voice in mourniul
accents. looked up and beheld a
female figure clad in Ii coarse homespun
dress with the lragmen nts Of a LeghOrn
hat, and a pair Of shoes that seemed
ready to drop off a, every step She TOOK.
She was young and once. might have
| been handsome But no u after for that.
As II was, there was Il faint expression
Of cheeriulness u ION hcr countenance,
that still sreered cut from beneath the
cloud of sorrow that oveishadowed her
brow creating purer interest in The
breast of the beholder than the witchcr.
les Ofthe most perfect lovelIhess. There
IS nameiess charm in sorrowing
lace, that wins upon our sJ mpathy and
kindness more etltctual.y than the por-
tralture Of beauty itself a. if that sIum-
bering feeling OF pity and cominissera-
fion which dwells in all of us, becomes
stronger in its attachments because they
are but seldom thorough Y aroused
Her dress was soiled with dust, and
looked a. if slight shower had caught
her in the ,oad-ior they travelled on
foot; yet there was al. air Of neatness
about her, that seemed to say how much
brighter and SUMMER the days she once
had seen She led boy Of ten years
old by the hand, as poorly clad, as his
mother, and without shoes. He seeTed
the very icture of health ] discover
ed, however, tat the poor fellow as
blind Two huge cataracts gave his
eve balls gha5,ly aud unna ura! ap-
pearance looked upon him with no
small emotion for knew that to him
tie fair face Of heaven and all beneath
it was shrouded in darkness. And
where, madam, said |, arc you goings
"To Philadelphia, Sir" she replied,
"my child is blind, and have brought
him TO be restored to sight.
They had travelled all tn, way from
site Of New York-severaI hundred
miles on foot She had left her family
behind, which was small and had start
ed for Philadelphia, believing it to be
her duty to do whatever was possible for
her benighted child They had been
supported on the way by the charity
which their situation had excited in he
people. | remember that the sacred
volumes tells us we "may entertain an
angel unawares This was no impos-
ition There was no mockery of power
ty or affection. put my hand into my
pocket and drew OUTPUT no matter
what he curtised gave me her bless
ing, took h r boy by the hand, shut too
the door, and left me alone by the side
Of my table.
Such thought I, as I drew to me the
sheet on which this is written, is the af-
fection of mother! How deep in its
devotion, how pure and ardent in its ex-
ercise! Who but mother can do it? |
thought OF what Campbell outs IT'S into
the mouth Of mother when watching
the cradle slumbers Of her infant boy
=" Lo! at the couch where infant beauty sleeps,
Her silent watch the mourn'ul mother keeps,
And weave her song o mel,ncaoly joy.
Sleep. image oithy father sleep, my oy!
Bright a. his manly sire The shall be
n form and soul: but ah more bes than he
Thy fame thy love, thy fi'ial worth AT last,
Shall spothe this aching heart or all the past.
With many a smile my solitude repay,
And calm the ANGUISH of nv dyinp day,o