Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-05-09

can feel anoiher's woe, who delight to
bind the broken spirit and TO calm the
agonised bosom OF despair. There are
such, and ye generous few tho tear tha.
you have for the wretched, l ask It in
shalf Of him, whoever he may be, Who
has experienced the blight Of ruined at
fection. Soothe him by your kindness
if you can, for his heart has become des-
olate, and he stands in need Of all the
consolation to be derived from the ten
derest sympathies of Friendships; the vir-
tuous will ever impart it, the vicious have
none to bestOw.
But to return TO my story. The Min
ister who was to unite the happy couple
together, now assumed his proper sta
ton on the floor, and in moment all
was still. Whilst he was addressing to
them in a feeling manner few predatory
admonitions, | arose from my seat, press
ed my way through the crowd and planted
myself at my rivals back laid my
hand upon my dagger-paused moment
twas strange, my heart began to fall
ter in its steadincss. Then it was that the
enormity Of the act which / was about
to perpetratc, flashed across my mind in
ali its horror lie still looked like the
friend of my youth--to imbrue my hands
in his blood-to murder hint seemed
too horrid. My every joint trembled,
and a cold sweat bedewed my forehead.
And yet must he triumph in my ruin'-
Revenge is my due, and justice demands
punishment for his treachery, and shall
| shrink from tao bow' There was a
mighty conflict in my heart for mastery,
between its angry passions and its gen
tier impulses. But vengeance triumph
ed. thought he saw me, and in the
look which seemed directed to me, there
was an air of haughtincss and cxultation,
that reinvigora:ed my nerves-ieanimat-
ed my resentment. Again he stood be-
fore me in all the blackness Of his guilt,
the perfidious demon who had merciless-
ly detrauded me of my 4" "liie's life."-
The aged Minister proceeded in the mar
riage ceremony, off any know lawful
reason why this couple should not be
joined together in holy matrimony, let
them speak"
Now was my time. touched the
bride upon the shoulder-she turned---
" BE not alarmed" cried, "for mcdi-
tate no injury to you. Fanny, when
admired the diamond brightness Of your
beauty, did not think your bosom had
the diamonds hardness too. could
say no morc--utterance fo:sook me
my mind lost its deliberation, and in the
phrensy of despair, twisting my fingers
in the locks Of the bcwildered BRIDE
groom, at one convulsive effort, felled
him on the floor and bent my knee at
his breast. The whole company were
petrifed to marble. Before the attend
ants sufficiently recovered from their
panic, to render assistance to the I'M
ploring victim at my feet, | snatched my
pistol from its belt and cooked it at his
throbbing temple. At this moment Fan
ny caught me b. the hand, and giving it
a gentle pressure, she said, come, come,
are you not going to write in my Album?
1t has been almost an hour since you sat
down for that purpose" "Write in your
Album fair creature" said L" why yes,
l will write in your Album" and arous-
ing me from the reverie into which had |
fallen from the time took my seat at
the table, was much relieved on finding
that the above dreadful circumstances
existed only in dream Of Imagination.
Again I dipped my pen in the stand, and
having nothing poetic about me, wrote
the above. The stage horn summoned
me as finished, and | just had time to
print on Fanny's lip The parting Kiss.