Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-08-18

I house; was dressed out in nice clothes;
had masters to teach her the useful arts,
aud servants to wait on her; but Gillian
was very unhappy; day and night she
thought of Lubin, and when alone, was
always in tears. She was afraid to tel!
Mr.. Steady that she disEked him and
loved another; still hoping Lubin would
return and lind some way Of getting her
out of Mr.. Steady's hands: and; if she
was bnt once the wife OF Lubin, why
then it would be hei duty to obey him,
and no sin to disobey her mother.
Day after day she watched and wait
ed, but Lubin did not return; and her
mother began to taunt her, saying, he
was unlaithiul and had forsaken her;-
Gillian knew better; she lett assured
Lubin was true; she was always trying
his truth, and IN all her trials he was
ever constant; when she tied her gar
ters round the bed post, repeated verses
nine times, and went backwards into
bed she was sure to dream of Lubin;-
or, if she put apple pippins on her
checks, and gave them names, Lubin
was sure to stick close, though all the
rest fell OIL; then, if she pared a turnip
and threw the riLd over her head,
it would be sure to make the let
ter L.; ahd therefore, 10 doubt him was
impossible, yet she was very unhappy at
the delay. She feared he was either
i'll, or his father would not CONSENT
but how to get letter to him, was the
difficulty; she had money enough (for
Mr. Steady gave her plenty) to pay any
body well, yet who to trust she could
not tell; and il they were to betray her,
what could she then do! Mr.. Steady
would send her home, and her mother
turn her out of doors.
1t was trying stuation; she knew
not what was to become of her; it was
now the 23th Of April, and on May-day
she was to be married: the wedding
clothes were making, but the pretty
white silk dress, all trimmed with satin
ribbon, so fine and handsome, to her
looked very ugly indeed. The mantua-
maker was just gone, and she was sitting
crying when Floretta came in. Floretta
was her waiting maid, Il good-natured
smart girl,who grieved to see her young
mistress so continually unhappy; but
she feared to own her pity, or try to
serve her with Lubin, lest she should Of
fend her master, who had beenyery kind
to her father and mother; yet she
thought it very odd SO good man
should do such wicked thing as to
force a young creature to marry him
against her will. and feeling certain that
il it were her case she would certainly
run away from him She thought too
it was better Gillian should run away be-
fore her marriage than after; and deter
mined to try some way or other to serve
her.
"What do you cry for, Miss Gillian;"
said she as she entered the room. "Isn't
it enought to make any one cry, Floretta?
Am not going to be married." 'The
thought Of going to be married makes
most girls laugh and be merry" "Ay,
that is when they are going to marry the
man they like. Heigho! you have no pity
for me Floretta, or you would find out
some way to help me-" "What fault have
you to find with MIR. Steady? he is
very good man." ooh! yes, l know
that; SO is a hay stack very good; but l
don't see why l should be obliged to eat
one: why doesen't he marry old nurse
Grimshaw? she would suit him better by
half than me-" "Why don't you tell
him." ESQ l would if l thought he
would not be angry: suppose Florctta, l
was to tell him he is very disagreeable,
and that hate the very sight Of him; do
you think he would let me marry Lubin"
"It would be curious mode Of courting
his favor; but ! really think something
should be done. But what can keep
Lub'n so long, he ought to have come
back two months ago. Suppose we were
to get somebody to 20 to him, and find
out if he is faithful, and if lie is" ooh!
my dear, dear Floretta, that is the very
thing have been thinking Of; but l did
not know who to trust; but what does it
matter now? we could not hear in time
to prevent me marrying Mr.. Steady"
Why that is true; let me see, have it;
can't you contrive to be taken i'll on May
day morning' and then the wedding must
be put off, you know" 81 don't know;
never was i'll but when had the whoop-
ing cough but if you'll tell me what to
do" "Why, then, in the first place
you must faint away, and then Pll scream
for help, and throw jug Of cold water
over you, and rub your temples with
hartshorn, and burn feathers under your
nose, roar and below, say you are dying,
and frighten my poor master out Of his
seventeen senses"
Gillian wos i'm raDtures IN find Elorct-