Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-07-25

hdfe him Tor the oOtD nc broke nlUkToH,
"Therc might have been destiny; but no
Our hearts deny il and so young, so fair,
Good without effort great without a Toe
there
How many ties did that stern moment tear
From thy sres, 10 his humblest [menal'sl hreasf
Is linked the electrical chain OF that despair,
Whose shock was as an earthquakes, 8, and opprcssd.
The land which lov'd thee so, that none could love
thee best"
/ CHILpE HAROLD, Canto ".
"At the northern extremity Of that street.
in a house that you will easily distinguish by
its singular appearance, is MIR. O'Connor now
residing with sick fiend;" very intelligent
piece ef information, This. said Rosalnd TO her
self, when the boy had lef, her;-very fine,
truly! But suppose that there are, at tho
oorthern extremity Of that street, an half dozen
Of houses which are to be distinguished by their
singular appearance, how am to get hold OF
the right one! How shall tell which one con-
tains Henry o Connor, A very curious predica-
rnent AIN in, most assureily; but egad, iii
not be dismaycd, I will make the attempt, and
as Clara says in the play, "protect me ye littlo
gods Of love, and conduct mo to my Adonis"
High-ho l have got difficult task to perform,
and if do not succeed, Maria will never let
me have one moments peace! But fig for
obstacles, say l, SO here commence my cam-
paign" To-morrow:-lct me sce--,yes. to-
morrow at two O'Clock, I carry my wishes into
execution, crafty my hopes, satiate my curi-
osity, and have a personal interview with Hen.
ry O'Connor, or by the hopes Of a maid
never undertake another enterprize on the coast
'of Cupid. The neighboring clock chilned the
dismal hour of twelve, and waking from her
soliloquy, the good Rosalind FASTENED to her
apartment, and carelessy throwing herself
upon the bed, yielded herself up to the prowess
of the dull god, and strove " to sleep her into
morning."
II was beautiful night in June, and tho
beams Of the moon, as they reflected upon tho
waters of the adjacent bay, and gilded the
bosom Of the CLASSY deep, discovered q thou
sand fantasies, we'll calculated to awaken
myriad of agreeable associations, and to give
life and animation to the bosom Of stoic.--
The gentle winds of Heaven, breathed softly
through the lattice, or playing against the
AEoian harp, added fresh charms to the night;
and as Rosa!ind reclined upon her pillow, tho
soft notes of flute, proceeding from distant
barge, that carelcssly Aoated on the bay,
awakened her, and as she listened TO the
sounds, she gazed with equal rapture upon tho
fairy scene that presented itself to her vision.
The barge was at some distance from thu
shore, yet as it glided over the silvcry surface,
she beheld beneath its lattine sail, two distinct
objects, the one full grown man and the oth-
er, a lad, Of the usual size, who seemed 10
guide the little vessel, as the older parsonage
amused himself with the melody of the flute.
The winds were gentle, and the barge al
she ncared the shore, appeared still more
beautiful ; and now gently noddDg to the un-
dulatins waters, and how brcasting the ripping
current, seemed like the favored barge, which
bore Cleopatra to the bosom Of her Anthony.
"There is something very strange in the ap-
pearancc Of that Barge" said Rosalnd, with
a half suppressed sigh and the longer sho
gazed upon it, still more strange did il appear
TO her, that at the dead hour of the night any
one should, for the sake of pleasure, sail upon
the tempting and dangerous deep "and II
were supersttious," continued she, should
believe it contained the Water King and his
Maids and Nymphs, who have visited the
shore, TO lure to the tempting element, some Of
our devoted SEX
AS the little barge neared the strand, she ds.
tinctly heard the voices Of the inmates; aud
the soft strains Of the flute became more audi
BILE and fascinating, aud p.ore witching than
ever.
There was something connected with tho
scene, which worked Upon her ina gnatipn.
and more than once tempted her TO awaken
Maria Hardy, who lay slumboring beside her,
unconscious and reckless of what surrounded
her, and dreont Of nothing, but Of him, who had
been for some months absence, for whose
return she painted, for the hour that he eTeturl-
ed, was destined to make her happy. and IN
give 70 her fond embraces, all TINT her heart
beld dear.
The boat had now reached the strand, ada
cent to the residence Of Rosalind; ard as sho
bounded upon the shore, the older companion,
lcapcd upon the bank OF the bay, and in an
austcre manner, commanding the boy 10 furl tho
sail, and 10 fasten the barge, seated himself