Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1827-07-04

pear at first to do so. She attended the
funeral ceremonies with calmness that
seemed like resignation itself; and when
the attendants sung the sweet but touch
ing hymn, beginning with
{" Why do we mourn departing friends"
glow came across her cheek, which
frightened at the lines
"The graves of all his SAINTS he bess'd,
And sof ened every bed
Where should the dying member rest
But with the dying head"
To one who had visited Lauretta
months after these scenes had passed, a
surprising cha. ge would have been Wis
ible. Those who have been called TO
sit by the bed Of sickness, where all that
was dearest to the heart lay pale and
helpless, waiting, perhaps the slow bul
steady approach Of the last sad messen
ger have known, can easily feel, al
least something of that wasting wcari-
ness which comes in such seasons over
the hearts Thevery gaiety of nature
the blooming meads and bowerS-ihe
song Of ;he unconscious passenger-the
lively tinking of bells, and the whole
round OF lie and pleasure which en-
chant'the heart at ease, throw deeper
melancholy over the anguish Of suffer-
Ing bosom. But all this Lanretta had
endured without a murmur. II was not
till the see ne was closed, and the grave
had taken its victim, tn at her grief SEEM
ed to burst forth. Then indeed dis
pair
" Like worm j. the bud,
Fed ola her damask cheek"
Misiurtunes seldom come alone. -
While happy giri on the banks OF the
Humber, she mad engaged her heart to
one who was entirely worthy to receive
it. he vas now lar IRON the scenes
which, in former times were endeared
by the innocent mdu gence oi the first
love she had ever cherished But hat
vas not all; her lover had met with
reverse Of fortune, to retrieve his affairs
il vas NJ ccessary he should leave Eng
land on a foreign aud dangerous eXpe.
dton, and having given up all hope of
ever ), eing Lauretta again, he sent her
a farewell letter, IN which he mentioned
that he had visited the little cottage where
she "sed to sit and sing
"The moon hei cned the highest hill,
Winch rises oer the source OF Dee,"
for the last time" but" said he, "I
did not go up to the holly bower at the
end ot' the grove;,it it had been the scene
nf To- much bliss ever to be visited in
SUCH sorrow ui times as these "
This was the situation in which Lau-
re,la was placed Yet her mothers
grave was the on, confdanl she trusted
with her sorrpws there she would sit
alone, and Watering the flowers she had
planted vItn her tears, exclaim, Moth
or thou oan'si not see me weep now
once when | was full Of sorrow sup
pressed it and seemed gay that thou
migh ST he cheerful, but now / will
weep and weep till come to thee"
1, wa5 there saw her for the first
,ime, and the few scraps | then gathered
Of her story interested me so much, that
IN the summer Of, from my long abb
,enc.' a, the southwark, l drove up to
the residence Of an old acquaintance, in
the neighbourhood Of the cottage where
Lauret'a had lived, purposeIy to obtain
some Information Of her Mr. when
questioned him, took my arm and said,
smiling, - ak with me to the other end
OF the lane and | will. shew you what
will unfold the tale" l went with a
heavy heart-and as | kept y eyes bent
To ards the old burying ground to catch
the irst glimpse Of her marble memorial,
I observed fine new building standing
near the place where the little cottage
formerly stood, and to it we directed
our steps Mr.. B entered without CIV
ing me any explanation, and bid me fol-
low; bnt judge my surprise when the
flst face l met was Lauretta's No
longer, it was true, the sorrowing Or
phan Girl, but the happy wife of her ear
ly lover
Mr.. W, for that was his name
had made short but prosperous voyage
to the Mediterranean, and on his return
to England, hearing ofthe death of Mrs.
Seldom, he followed Lauretta to Philadel-
phia, where, in short time after, their
mutual constancy was rewarded by un-
ion; and their joint property promised
ease and elegance to the remainder of
their days. HOhATIO.