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

"Unless Lubin was to grow old and
ugly like you, and you become young
Young and handsome like him. Fair
maiden, thou art a lover of vanity: yea,
verify the pomps and vanities OF this
world are likely TO seduce thee from Thy
duty---beauty Is a mask . But IL rs
q very pretty mask, sir-and l should
like 10 look on il always" - LuDln VIII
be old as well as mo, Gillian, II he lives
long enough.' " On, yes, know that,
but then we shall beth grow old togeth-
er, and neither Of US can roproach the
other" "Well, wei, maiden, sc will
speak Of this another time-thou viii
make one in the sports OF the green on
Nay-day, aud wilt not perhaps at last
be sorry that thou art loved by Steady,
the aged quaker-good by, sweetheart:
good by!' News, news, ma'ma," said
Floretta, jumping in, "good news, i.u-
bin is arrived; come to my window and
you shall see him walking in the church
yard, and then we'll consult what is best
to be done"
1t was indeed true; Lubin had return
cd. His long delay had been occasion-
| ed by the illness and death of his poor
old father, who had bequeathed him all
his property; and he was now come to
fetch Gillian to his native village, where
he wished they should live after they
| were married. lie was wcaried with
his long journey, having walked upwards
of one hundred miles; for in those days
there were few opportunities oftravelling
but on foot, except for those who kept
carriages, or could afford TO hire hoi scs.
Lubin's heart danced with Joy as he ap
preached the village Of Maybury: and
he pictured to himself the joyial well
come Of the old couple, and the blush
ing constrained pleasure of his pretty
Gillian. He approached the door, and
gave smart rap, which not being an
swcred, he knocked again, and was SUI
priscd at being answered by old Cicely
from the window, who pretending not to
know him, bade him so about his busi-
ness, as she was busy. But Lubin, not
choosing to be answered so, she came
outside the door, not giving him an invi-
tation to enter the house. She inform
cd him Of Gillian's expected greatness,
and told him he might be jogging while
his boots were green, for she had not
anything to say to him; he remonstra-
ted, but all to no purpose, the old woman
only laughed at him, and bidding him
good by, shu: the door in his face Re-
solved not to be SO easily repulsed, he
fingered about the cottage in hope Of
seeing Gillian, and learning from her,
whether it was by her own consent she
was going to be married TO the rich qua
ker: and while waiting, farmer Easy re-
turned from his corn fields, where he
had been directing his labOurs. Lubin
accosted him but gained little satisiac-
ton. Easy told him it was his wife's
wish, she and Gillian had settled it all
their own way, and he had nothing to
do with it, as he never interfered with
womcn's business, they new best what
pleased 'cm: and he advised him to seek
wife in his o,cn station m life, and think
no more about Gillian, she was not for
him, aud there was an end.
Poor Lubin, almost distracted, was
wandering up and down the churchyard
when Floretta spicd him, who would fain
have spoke to him, but dared not lest her
master should see her She consulted
Gillian what was best to be done, and it
was resolved to send for Lubin, to speak
to them at the garden gate in the eve
ming, and the messenger fixed on was
Solomon, Mr.. Steady's own man, low
er of Floretta; at least he wished to be
one, and il pleased Florctta, who was IA
nrt, to amuse herself with his formaIity
and awkwardness. lie was tall and thin,
and walked so upright that never byaany
chance he could see his own toes: full
Of proverbs and wise sayings: near fifty
years of age: and so intolerabIy ugly,
that it was the very essence Of vanity
which could induce him to suppose for
one moment that young woman Of any
prctcnsions would look ut him with an
eye of kindness. Floietta coaxed him
little, and, though he feared that by
bringing LubIin and Gillian to a meet
ing he should offend his master, yet he
could not resist her cntreaties: bit sml-
ing on her, presseu his folded hand on
his breast, and raising himself on his
tiptocs, said, elf do thy bidding, sweet
Florctta, wilt thou kiss me, hcyp-
"Ah! truly, Mr.. Solomon, when you
have done my bidding! yea" "Thou
art skitish, but thou art pretty, and-I-
I--wilt thou give me an earnest of thy
ruby lips before l 60: it will make me
move the nimblcrp' "Nay, Mr.. Solo
mon, it is bad to pay beforehand, you
must earn your reward before you have
| ifDI Ruf thou mnYest FORGET. manN