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

proposed TO her t. take Journey into
,he couairy, lor lhe benefit Of hei health,
hoping, by removing her nom the sccne
nt her former happiness, 10 make her
forget it. Vain nope! Oh! man, 1,
thcu hadst ever known what it was 10
love deep'y, tenderIy, and with thy whole
soul, thou would also have known that
time, place, or distance, cannot effect
ually destroy that Love, the root oi II
still 'emains firmly implanted in my heart
ready tn $ art int. beauty and existence,
al the first touch of the hand that plan
ted 1t. she declined going the journey
saying that she ad not strength enona /,
to bear it. She still loved him though
hope was withered, and expectation was
destroyed ot ever behoding hlm again.
One day, Mr. Melroy came home at
an unusual hour, and threw an open let
ter upon the table, near which his wife
sat watching her slumberiue daughter.
He spoke, when she started IA. The strange
tone of his voice. = There said he is
the death blow to all our hopes end, oh !
Cod, canst thou pornl-' such wretch, -,
such an abandoned y,lhi. to live co. and
and 60 abou scattering MS po'soncd ar
rows arrows around: can'sl thou suffer
him TO polIuie thy tair word b, ex sing
in it? lie, the seducer, the pretended
friend, to come here and practice upon
the unsuspecting innocence OF my child?
Oh God, hast thou no bolt Of vengeance
no nj 2hty rcti ibntion, to pour forth n
his dctestcd head? ha! ha! ha! ma! -
Reason tottered upon her throne, and he
sank upon the floor IN a stupor. When
he recovered be again spo firmly tho
mole mildly, 'W,fe, here is letter from
that villain, Drnnison will you hear il?
she bowed her head in token of acq i
essence, and he read on as follows:
"Paris, May 9, IS,
DEAR SIR--Dcu'il - vcu a. W. az
the rest Of your family, III ond al
my long absencc and silence. Wen,
will suppose Won do: but did vou also
suppose | could BE- madc ibc duPe OF
your daughter, to marry my t. puv
efty, and consequently wretched dacss
No, sir---tell the foolisi, girl inat have
striven to fo'get her, and believe ] have
succeeded nretty wei, ;, and the last ia
vor ask of her is, to forget hat suclr
being as Isicius Dennison ever was ac-
quainted with her She will d. il easily
enough, | am persuaded As for the
innocent fruit OF our intimacy should it
live, | doubt not you will provide for it
as it should be provided for---for the fur
hor Of uhI, h,n 1
enclose bill OF Exchange for $500,
which you will please accept as the st
effort of expiring love for your daugh-
ter, which still lives in the breast OF
LUCiUS DENNISON."
'Detcsted wretch said he, but his
attention was now called to his wife, who
had tainted, he lifted her gently from
the floor, laid her on the bed, and APP
plying the usual remedies, he happily
succeeded IN restoring her TO life. She
spoke, shall we impart these tidngs to
our daughter! Heaven forbd!' replied
he. ooh! no, they would kill her,
Mother! | know all, said she, opening
her eyes, but sorrow has b. come s"
familiar to me, and has so exhausted
this poor frame, that no new woe could
affect me much. Indeed, | had not
long to live when these tidings came -
my death may be FASTENED by them, but
not. many days; we shall all meet in
heaven. Father, pray for me- And
he did so, he prayed for all the blessings
of heaven for his dear child, and that
vengeance might pursue her seducer to
the last hour Of his life. She inter
rupted him. Father SAID she, do not
curse him; pray for him; lray that he
may sec the horrible prsc'pice on whose
verge he stands, and repent and be saw
ed 'Daugher.' replied he, | cannot,
you can, perhaps, in the goodness of
your heart, pray for him, but | cannot
Bear up against this bad news, my child
thou shall yet be happy, there are yet
many joys in store for you. A FAINT
smile, and a finger pointed to heaven
was her answer. He understood the
gesture, aud giving her an encouraging
look, left the chamber. That night she
died; died in the ful!ncss of her youth
ful beauty; and lcit her parents for
saken pair. She was buried the next
day but one in the Copp's Hill Burying
Yard A neat stone marks the spot
where lie the remains of Rose Melroy.
Years passed by, the almost broken
hearted parents s,ill fingered where their
daughter had lived and died, and their
sorrow was somewhat chastened by the
hand Of time, when another stroke of
affliction bowed Mr.. Melroy's spirit down
to the dust. His wife was seized with a
fever and died. Then what had he to
live for wife, child, happiness, all gone;
he had yet something to live Tor Re-
venge!