Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-08-09

ring which she had never dared TO visit the |
memorable tree, under which Lorenzo bade .
her adieu. She had preserved ring which he {
had given lrer with the s,rictest care; she new
er could behold it without shedding tears.
On the morning. with which my tale opened,
she received visit from an old acqua intance |
"a girl Of much wit and good nature, who cx-
pressed a wish to see her dressing room
"Well," said Angelina, g" is years since we
met and you NAV examine every thing.
"Ah! what is in that little casket, which
is so safely slowed in the bottom of your
trunk"
"Only ring"
"a ring'' cried the maiden, and turned as
pale as death-"Oh, do take 1t out and let me
see it,
Angelina was alarmed at her manner, but
however produced the ring Her friend seized
it eagerly and holding it up to the light, exam
ned the inside Of it; she seemed satisfied, and
holding it in her fingers, said to Angelina in
hollow voice; "When die you hear from Lo-
renzo.''
81 have never heard from him since we par
ted.
Where do you suppose he isl"
81 cannot tell-alas! know not"
Her friend held up the ring to her viow-a
drop Of blood stained it. "Now" said she
"Ill tell you what dreamed. 1t appeared TO
me tina, | was at your house, that you showed
me ring and told me Lorenzo gave it to you
| thought said-'whcn il is wet with blood,
that day he shall return Why made such
speech know not; but | determined to find
out whether you had such ring, and see, it is
wet with biood!"
"There may be something in it" said Ange.
Ina, "but am not much Of believer in
| dreams"
Angelina suffered herselfto to be persuaded to
go with her friends to hear the grafton. There
was something in the look and manner Of the
orator whichEstrkingly reminded her of Lo-
rcnzo; but to her, he did not seem to pos
sess half his beauty, ardor, or genius But
her mind had become too intent upon The abb
sent youth, to suffer her TO think of any thing
else during the day.
The evening was pleasant, and she retired
from the joyous throng to muse on days gone
by. The recollection ofthose happy moments
spent with Lorenzo seemed so lively and so
fresh that she almost ina gined he was pres
ent with her, and finally she gathered rcsolu.
ton to wander 10 the the tree that witnessed
their parting. Twas lonely spot and such q
one as Angelina desired where she could weep
unseen.
''Hcre," cried she, "is the very sod which
he pressed when ho knelt at my side. How
mourniul, yet how manly was his department
on that evening! Oh, ye who stand in the way
ofhearts closely linked, little know the mis-
cry you occasion. But he is gone! Perhaps
he is at this moment"
Just then there was a rustlng in the an ad-
joining thlcket and clear manly voice sang
the fologng:
"What though the rightful lord of these
Domlns be blnishGi far away"
"StIll Scotlands right and Scotland's might
Shall to the world be known;
When her rightful king comes back again,
He'll claim her for his own"
She started "was not that Lorenzo's voice
or is my head bewildercd?' She could hardly
support herself and would have fallen to the
ear,h had not an old man come tottcring from
the grove and caught her in his arms.
"Oh. was it only you'" cried she, 81 was
frightcncd--I thought it was somebody
elsc!'
"Fcnr not my lovely girl" said the old man
in low sepulchral tone" I AIN only a poor
traveller, who has been in the wars and am dis
figured by wounds received in the service of
my country. Pray lead me in to your father;
wish TO ask for some assistance for | have
travelled great way and am very tired and
hungry"
al have no father" said she mournfully
| "hut YOU shall be"
She stopped, for the stranger sighed deeply,
| and caspcd his hands 10 lis breast; he how
ever soon rccollectcd himself, and followed
her slowly to the house.
As they entered the cottage, Angelina took
him by the hand aud led him to chair. She
then provided some reffeshmont, and sat down
10 regard the veteran, He ate with his hat on
IA black patch covered ono Of his es-his
head was bound up with handkerchief, and
his complexion was Of pale brown. Still he
did not bear the marks OF extreme old age,
which one would have expected from his irem-
ulous volco and tottcring footsteps. Nor did
he eat like hungry man, bu, seemed rather
TO force his food.
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