Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-11-05

walkiDg-stick or the brown umbrella! |!
Would wisdom before dinner be better
than yalor after il? These were points
on which my uncle might have satisfied
me il he would. Then as to the phra-
scs for the occasion-Here was a nom
dus!- Madam should say-and yet
not madam, for she had not surmounted
her teens; Miss Julia, (rnss fire 81
am, perhaps, too presumpluous when /
conolder- (or imaginc) that my past ad-
dresses have been iayordbIy received ,
She starcs, and is ignorant of the ad-
dresses; | assure her Twas meant seri-
ously; She asks 'Whati' ! reply, my
great attentions. She considers them
not great and have TO begin my count
ship anew No! these inteliigible words
may DO qubbled upon. Let mo see.
We sit tcgciher on two chairs not far
apart, and entertain her in my usual
drol way about the mathematics and
rural economy: anon comes the push.
As joke, shall sigh very loud, long
and often, she sill ask me the reason,
III tell her, as If IN jest, that l am in
love; and her answer shall be my cue.
Well, and if it prove unlavorable, is there
chance on nv part of momentary res
oluiion enough to determine my niier
progress NO, no! some better mode
must certainly exist-'Goddess oil the
translucent eye, and PoDs meXmus Of
"A nose, may thy swain dream OF lnterm-
nable bliss-nay he lead thee to the hy-
meneaI atari Very good this, if she
happens to give the right answer, but to
a question perfectly unintellIgble there
is equal chance Of a right and wrong
nc,-and this uncertainty will never DO.
lnucndos arc great in their way; but
opportunity is so much and talent so lit
Ito in this case,--at least the talent
mean displayed in the prcmcditatcd stock
of inuendos, for can't suppose that any
man thinks Of cXtemporsing on these
fatal occasions, at any rate he has no
right to trine so, But now suppose
bring into the field some poetry scraps
about 'connubal loves and 'doves, =
'IFant BROOD and good, d,'-'marriage
state, and 'late, no, that savours OF
predestination, and woman does not
like to bo forced to any thing--well
then, once moro, marriage state, and
mot too late;' good! with other well
known popular sentiments, might not
they avail2-and, altera all why not write
the question? Whati to be shown up
before, and laughed at by all the neigh
borhood, as the slliost, vainest most in
expert and even contemplate young
man out OF a court Of justice! Better to
be dismissed by look and know that
your writing master had no share in your
rejection. Courage, mon aml-let us
be wise as serpents.
Such were my reflections during many
hours Of the night preceding the most
critical occurrence of my life. A thou
sand lormulp Of lovc-making crowded
upon my brain; the whole vocabulary OF
Venus with the different dialects OF Cui-
dos and Pahos were diligently explored
and pres! into service. ! dreamt in bits;
and my visions were Of amorous polysyl-
lables hudd!cd pell-mell on Mayday; |
had night mare Of Interjcction, and
awoke in the midst of spectral and pas
sionatc synonymes. My toilet, and 9TH
er preliminary duties, were despatched
as neatly as might be expected. 1t was
odd that felt so queer; no positive dan
ger was to be apprehcnded,-I had only
to encounter woman. But my neck
cloth sat very uneasily, and l haC to
waggle and turn and accommodate my
chin to The most disastrous clrcumstan-
ces Of shirt collar. Well, is it time? =
No use delaying if it must be done;-
give me both stick and umbrella, Ma
ry,-hang the dinner! order what you
please. Stay!-is my coat clean be-
hind?-Just brush off the fluff, there's
a good girl, and now for the best stick
no, the other, that will do-good bye
Bang goes my own door; would that the
time were come to hear that delicious
thump once again.
thought Julia more beautiful than
ever; and as we sat SO near each other,
without a human creature to witness, or
any sound but some distant humming
from the street to in!rude upon US, il
seemed that the long intervals Of our ST.
lcncc were more sweet than even the
words which fell like the music Of the
waters from her own dear lips. At any
rate, could find neither inspiration, nor
the wish for it, and my taclturnity was
the natural luxury in which my mind in
dulgcd, fed with thousand rich thoughts
and happy conlempIations. But my life
might have been passed so, or rather the
power so to pass it was to be purchased