Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-12-20

vous plaile,'' said he, addressing Campbell, 81
will retire. La maladie do mon tete is very
distressing and the cold air p
"Slay one moment, Sir" said Campbell,
who began to feel some Of the apprehension
which had assailed his companion. "if need
be, We can send for a blanket TO cover you,
while you answer a few ofmy int%errOgatories."
Demeurez la demeurez la !" cried the
Frenchman, quickly. ~ will 60 fetch my
cloak. Demeurez la Je retournerai dams uue
moment ~ So saying. he darted from their
presence and nimbly ascsndsd the stairs.
"The gentleman is better {" cried tho land
lady, as she entered the room. "He could
scarcely crawl when he first arrived"
The company below stairs waited several
minutes for the French gentleman's re-sPpear-
ance. &c up, madam,' said Campbell,
"and assist him perhaps he has fainted.'
The landlandJ assembled the stairs. Blu. soon
came back with a countenance pale as death.
"Is the poor man dead ?" inquired Rory.
"No, no. replied she, "but Who would
have thought It
"Spcak woman be quick !" said the
schoolmas,or. whose mind had been a long
time wavering with respect to the true charac-
ter Of the pretended Frenchman.
"B, patient, gentlemen said she. "and l
will tell you ALL
GAN! all all what?" cried Mr.. Campbell,
fixing his eye sternIy upon the poor host. who
stood quivering behind his bar.
"why, you must know then, that husband
and l have been in the habit Of sleeping -
Mr.. L~ovegold, go up stairs and see what
has befalIen the strange gentleman" said
Campbell, impa,iently. to The schoolmas'er.
Lovegold departed and Campbell ordered
the old woman to 90 on. We'll then. you
see," continued she. " husband and I always
slept in that room and the windows were well
secured and fastened down. chow that sick
man could have got ono Of them open, l can't
imagine, and then such a lsap!) howsomsver
YOU zee -
"what leap!' cried Campbell, making a
spring towards the door.
u SkOuCs uC = SoHo : NO . toto e"ay
cried Lovegold. rushing into the room, in
GREATNESS haste he's made his escape
through the window !"
"Death and d-n-n :! Numbered Mr..
Campbell. away! away raise the whole
neighborhood. Scour the wcod tiut ! Up up !
you drunken crow. Take himd dead or alive 20
In a moment every man. horse. and dog
was engaged in tire purssit Of Roland Dun
can, who. under the euise ola French travel
Ter, had taken lodgings at the Lions Head,
kept by Rory Mcdonald Of flip memory!
Roland was however too we'll acquainted
with the country and it's secret holds-its hol-
low trees, caveras and subterranean passes. to
be easily taken, and, after a fruitless search,
Mr.. Campbell and his party returned to tho
inn, just as the sun had begun to gid the VIII
lage spirc.
All the information which the landlord was
able to give Campbell concerning the renega-
do, was that he had arrived at his house is
night set in-callcd for a room -pretended TO
be upwell, and requested that no one would
disturb him, as he should retire Immediately TO
sost. Having the manners and appearance of
a gentleman, and withal being we'll supplied
with the needful, his commands were most i'm
p~licltly obeyed, and mine host added, with a
look full Of meaning, 81 wish all my custom
ers were as liberal in their payments as Ro-
land Duncan"
As the Justice took his departure. a singular
character entered the inn. His shining tar
paulin, blue jacket and :ar-stained trowsers.
proclaimed his profession. A short wrapper
which descended halfway 70 his knees, orna-
mentcd with huge iron buttons was thrown over
all, and in his hand he carried a khotty cudg-
ell, which performed the Office Of a walking
staff. His features were not generally disa-
grceable, although there was "A inexpressiblc
something in his deep, calm eye, which eaus-
ed the beholder to shudder. He had certain
ly been once handsome but hardship had fur
rowed his brow ; the ocean-gsle had darkon-
ed his vis,ge and his hollow, sepulchrai
| voice, bespoke one who had struggled with ca
lamhy, and become acquainted with sorrow.
He listened attentively TO the conversation
carried on by the assembled gossips. who were
earnestly engaged in vilifying poor Roland.
and representing the cncrmity Of his many Of
fences.
"Pray, gentlemen said the Son Of The
Ocean. " what do you suppose was his motive
for disbanding his followers and leaving the
trade Z"
"Oh !" replied they. "twas for no good
purpose. It's suspected that he modi,ated ar
attack on tho mansion.housc Of Lord D.
Ills pretended dismissal Of his mnrdcrou'
r. IL L.. lono hasn ir