Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-09-24

visited my uncle IN Baltimore. You
know how loved her-you know
! admitted his rhapsody, and he con-
unued.
'No!-you cannot know how loved
her! But said he, pressing his hand 10
his heart, the tie is broken--the wreath
with which love had enwrea eathed my brow
has withered. leaf by leaf, and | am alone
in the world
He paused moment, and then pro-
ceeded.
you also know, with what a joyful
bosom l left Baltimore to meet her at
her fathers in Boston. The intimate
friend of my sister Mary, she was often
at my fathers house; and for few
months all my dreams were gladness,
and my waking hours were peace; but
now my days are sorrows, and my trav-
all grief. Her father had long contem-
plated voyage TO Europe with his lam
lily; and on the eve of his departure l
called to bid her adieu and to spend a
pleasing, but yet sorrowiul hour, in an
ticipaiing the long months which should
intervene before ] might be again per-
milted to enjoy her presence. When ]
ascended the granite Steps OF her faith
ers house, / heard light tap at the
easement of her chamber window-a
white arm was reached out, and letter
was dropped, which fell among some
rose-bushes beneath the window. No
admittancc was to be obtained; and after
repeated knocking, ! picked up the bill
let and departed. hastenec home to
my chamber, struck light, and opening
a small sheet ofrOse colourod paper, road
as nearly as l can recollect, as follows:
TO GEORGE RAYMoND-I have but
one word to express to you before bid
you an eternal farewell. | am not asham-
ed to own that have loved you; Meth
or do | hesitate to declare, that regard
you with affection still But your re-
marks to my cousin james, last evening,
after my return from your fathers, and
your cruel letter which / received this
morning, have diss,pated the illusions
which have yielded me happiness, and
scattered the sunshine Of my hope 1t is
an easy struggle TO shut out from my
memory the scenes we have passed to-
Ege:her; but, George, it is you, who have
broken the chain of our affection; and
who shall recall the scattered links, and
treasure up the delights Of the pastf-
Dearly as my heart has cherished your
friendship, now shall try to pass it by
forever; for your own fatal lines have
commanded me to forget you. Oh,
George! why should | have nursed an
adder in my bower Of love, to sting Inc
to the heart! But forgive you, and
may heaven forgive and bless you; CIV
ing you that happines which | shall new
er more enjoy. Farewell. JULIET
"Heaven only knows" continued my
friend, "the anguish Of that moment.
A deep game Of treachery had been
played upon me. l attempted to de-
scend my stairs, but before | reached
the bottom l was senseless When
recovered the possession Of my reason
ing faculties, ! found myself near Cen
trail Wharf, without hst-my hair had
fallen over my eycs--and, on raising my
hand to my forehead, my fingers were
wet with blood A gentleman who knew
me was holding me by the ann, and
humanely rendering his assistance. A
carriage was procured-in a brief hour
was again in my d-chamber, with my
temples bound, and Mary by my side.
A long sickness succeeded; and my
spirits have since sunk into that state of
melancholy which nothing but the pres
ence Of my adorable Juliet can dispel
Of her treacherous cousin, who lefl the
city the next day, in vessel bound for
Spain, l have since heard nothing. 1t
is now nearly two years since the femi-
Iy Of tho CampelIs departed for Europe;
and my hopes are daily growing fainter
My physician has recommended resi-
dence IN the country for my benefit; and
| am now on my way to the mansion OF
a relative in the interiour, whore | feel
assured l shall lay down the burden of
my life amidst the Stiffness and severity
Of nature. l have tried to shake off the
recollection of Juliet, but in vain--she
may be sinking into the grave in a for.
eign land, like myself, the victim Of a
broken heart. Oh, heaven!" he ex-
claimed, raising his clenched hand,
"glve me leave to punish her perncious
relative, and will die in peace"
1t was late when we returned 10 the
hotel, and it was not until eight the next
morning that we arose. A servant in
formed us that breakfast would be de-
layed until nine, as coach had just ar
rived from Boston, and the company
which il brought were now awaiting re-
freshments. When breakfast was an
nounced we descended to the dining
room; my friend and myself seated our
selves together near the head of the ta-