Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-12-10

THE sosroS EvENlNe
MY UNCLE. . concluded

said she. Go you remember n promise
mace you the day we came herep 'To
be sure do! you promised to hirt with
my Old bachelor uncle, aud you have not
kept yonr word 'Shail tell you the
reasoni your uncle is not half So old as
l expected, and he is much too hand
some and agreeable a man for me to
fi,rt with. And give him credit for
lDors heart than you do At this mo-
mont my uncle emerged from a recess
window, and trying to look and speak
carelessly, AS il no had not heard what
was said, he passed through the room
julia thought ne had not heard her, |
was convinced he had. saw the
frightened eye, and flush on his cheek,
which told OF revivlng vanity and hope
hu,tsring ~ his heurt. 1t was about
his time Juila nad liked for the end OF
hor visit. Tins very evening the car
rage arrived from town for her, with "a
letter from her father. she came down
stairs after she mad read Il, to tell us she
WAS gong early the next mornlng-and
she was very much %agitated. My moth
er hoped she had had no unpleasant
news from home: 'Oh, (, no means,'
said she, 'they are ali ve'y well, and
impatient Ia SEQ me.'-Slill she was not
like herself. Two or three times in the
course of the evening, she sald-and ii
was with something like 4 sigh each
ume-'i have been very happy here. |
shall be sorry to leave you all, ever for
iiome!' My uncle looked as If he
thought her eye rested half a nomen on
nim.-We had u sober evening Of it.
Sac was thoughtful, he wa downright
.Oriorn, except when he was devising
some new plan Tor keeping her a few
days longer with us.-SO nenow or 9TH
or he contrived To chat half an hour on
he balcony with her teie- a-tete by Dol
'ight: and when 1 passed him on the
stars in his way TO his chamber, he
s"izsd my hand with such q blight face!
oh Jansr exclaimed he, your friend
nas uncommonly rational ideas for II
gIrI Of her aye! Sue thinks difference
IN years no objecnon.'-Here he stop
pcd.-'N hat have you and Julia been
talking about, unclo" oh nothing, in
particular. Only d'scussing-in a gen.
cral way'-and with this very satisfacio-
ry explanation he went on, looking very
happy-ln a general way.
the day Julia departed from
Chesnut Grove. MY uncle looked very
Killing, when she went away; and she
was a good deal agitated, and ever en-
barrassed in bidding US adieu. How
dull we all were tor a few days! Every
body missed her, aud every body said
so, except uncle Frederick, aud he said
not a word, but looked-oh, no looked
unutterable things! III despondent-so
lackadaisical-so lOver-like!
About a fortnight from the time she
left US, one morning uncle Frederick
aud ] were accidentally in the breakfast
room almost all hour before breakfast.
He was pudding over his flute, screw
my aud unscIewing, and cleaning with
a feather, wiiistling all the while, as l
have observed people usually do when
cleaning flutes. 'What a beautiful NOR
Mug for a ride-if Julia were only herei'
said l. Not a word of answer. Il
,rus. she will bring Zephyr with her
always Still my uncle was too much
absorbed 10 his flute for talking; but |
detected something like a smile playing
about his iips. Il believe | snail write
again to Julia tomorrow. Any COM
mauds, uncie" 'Yes:--but | shall car
ry them myself | was astounded.-
Are YOU going to B." yes
'When?' 'To-morrow.' And for what?
was at my tongues end, but | suppress
I'd it, aud substituted the less impertin-
ent query, DO you expect to see Miss
GrryP TO be sure | do!'--and my
uncle looked up at me presently with u
smile 50 significant, there was no mis-
taking the mater.
paused, turned it over in my own
mind, and settled what ought to be done.
Uncle said |, very seriously, there is
a new match coming OUT 'Indeed!'
i expect a letter to-day, which will tell
the it is no longer a secret,-but as you
are a good friend ofthe lady l will all
ticipale a few hours. My uncle stopped
whis,ling Di Tanti PaIpiti, and looking
mo full in the face. Julia Grey is on.
gagged added |, in some trepidation
He started up, kicked his chair back
against the wall, and muttered something
- am afraid it was not "a pretty word
| never saw a countenance SO changed
in two minutes Instead Of the meaning
half exul,ing smile, blank dismay sat OF
every feature. Presently he recovered
the use Of speech, and calculated, 'Are
you sure" 'Oh yes sir; | have known
the whole affair all along The deuce
you have? muttered my uncle again, cas-
ting such a black look on me! 'Ant
how long has she been engaged" Why