Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-09-17

with his mothers name; and the mourn
fnl remembrance Of her soft sweet voice,
was the music that ured him from the
roads OF vice.
1t was a kindly Providence that threw
hope in the composition OF human ma
ture. lre,er dwelt more upon its beauty
than in contemplating the lot Of Charles
LaLdley. For when he had fisen to
manhood; when the light Of twenty three
summers was shed around him; when he
locke back upon the season Of his intan-
cy, ,and knew that by Justice tho portion of
wealth was his-that he should have pos
sessed at the hour that he escaped his
minority an extensive estate, and almost
boundess wealth; and mole than all,
when he remembered that his affections
he'd been gwen to worthy object-one
that brought back to his memory his
mothers tenderness: when he felt all this,
aud the stern truth came up before him,
that The estate was graaped by the ava
.icious hand of his uncle, with hold
that could not then be broken; It was at
these moments, that the powerful charm
which hope holds over the human heart,
was the only light that glanced before
him with cheering ray-siill 1t was
there, and il pointed to cloudless skies
and more congenial moments.
remember Emma Summers weil.-
Much Of my youthful fancy and MANI an
idle dream Of my boyhood Is connected
with her name. She was q sweet girl,
one of those who have tae happy faculty
Of imparting wtchery to every thing
they may say or do. Yet I will no; say
she was handsome, for beauty is word
I never dare apply 10 female. In this
matter, there are such strange and un-
acc ountable fancies-and every one has
an Eve for his own Paradise. that wo to
the luckless wight who endeavOrs to paint
beauty! the task is impossible. ! have
seen many bright beings whom the world
pronounced beautiful-they have danced
before me in a merry mood, and per-
chance thrown around me momcntary
fascination but the impr cssion has fled
like that Of family remembered dream.
Emma Summers sought not conques's
among the crowd; she possessed that
retiring modesty which gives to woman
one Of her richest graCes, and InParts
to the word home all those ligaments
which twinc themselves around the heart
home was the scene where even in
youth her charms were to be found, but
whoever trespassed there did so at their
peril, had seen when evening twilight
was gathering gently over the landscape,
Charles Landlcy straving towards the
residence of Emma Summers; and in
the moonlight hours-those hours so Pc
cnliar to love and song, arm in arm have
they wandered along the river shore of
the majestic Hudson, and amid the rich
scenery which surrounds that river at
Mid Gotham. Atthese times when look
ing upon them, I have often thought if
there was in the wide world scene cal
eulated to call forth the gush of happy
| feelings, and to awaken the soft endear-
men's Of fancilul love, it was rambles Of
a summer evening over the Call Rock
that spot which has long been, and is
now, tho haunt of beauty; and | verify
believe, could echo repeat the tales of
love that have been whispered upon its
brink, it would charm back the memory
Of many which have now grown old; and
they would become happy in living over
again the dreams Of their youthful alfec-
ton. No wonder then, ifthere, as seat
ed by the side of Emma Summers, as
the sound Of the waves which rippled at
the base Of the rock almost an hundred
I feet below reached the ear, or the music
from the band as the steam boat swept
up the river stole upon the senses-no
wonder that there, as Charles Landley
listened to the melody Of Emma's voice,
he should forget all his wrongs, and be-
meath the moon llt beams should talk of
love-offcr his hand and be accepted.
Nature has thrown now and then a
rose to bloom in beauty on the noun
tain side, and greet the eye of the wea-
ry traveller; so amid the crowd Of men
actuated by selfishness, the generous
heard is found infusing a balm into the
broken spirit Charles Land'ey was of
noble nature, he thought as youth will
ever think, that he should find kindred
spirits in the world: and under these
feelings he threw himself upon the gen.
erosity of his uncle, his approval. But
he met with a rebuf-with ridicue-
was told he was poor. But his proud
spirit bent not. He sought his betroth-
ed, told of the reception he bad met
declared his intention Of seeking wealth
in the world, and then claiming his En-
ma. Love to some is passion uncon-
querable. 1t is like the stream which
has run on for ages in ITS channel, and
when obstructed, only spreads back and
gathers force and slreasth, until it