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

| gate or style we como to, 10 sure 10 snow OH
| his vaulting, and upsets himself in dhch on
the opposite side, instead Of gong quietly over
! and helping the damosels across. Ana men,
! if he does attempt the polite, how awRwatoy
| the monster makes the attempt! We come 10
| n narrow ditch with n plank across it. lie
| goes only half way, and standing in the middle
| the plank, stretches out his hand and pulls
the unsuspe citing maiden so forcibly, that before
he has time to get out of the way, the impetus
his own tug has produced, precipitates them
both among the hemlock and ne'tlcs, which,
you may lay it down as general rule are
| TO be found at tho ihoroughiares IN every
! field.
Long, long ago, (aid the mis's OF thirty
years are lifted from our retrospe Give vision as
we speak) we went with n party OF anIable
| girls 10 see one of the grandest objects IN En-
| gland. Shall we forget the sunny day which
! lighted us merriIy over valley and pla ~ M
we entered at last on the magnificent deiiles OF
| the Cheddar Cliffs in omerse;shlre'-Nc'or!
We still, with minuteness OF "hicb, as we
| look at our diminished legs which are at this
moment swathad in hannel-wc are hall asha-
med, remember the lawn coloured pelssc, and
white straw bonnet Of a young and beautiful
maiden Of the party We remember the beau
ties of her flexible form, and the moving lights
| which danced across her counienance as she
| smoke. and still more the bright wild innocence
| which sealed Loves seal unon her downy
| cheek, whene' 'er her sweet soft lips were curl
| cd iato smile. On we went tine maiden ana
ourself. and wo talked of, or II we talked al all
| we do moi remember, or at least we have no
| inclination to reveal. As wa wandered up the
| pass, and the gradual winding of tho ascent
| brought US every instant into view OF some
more sublime and grander aspect OF the scene,
| our conversation became less sustained tH
| when we came into the middle of the steep,
where on each side Of US rose, "in m'id ahc
stern magnifccnce," tho grand and rugged
craps. with their rude projections clothed in
| brush wood, and melowcd by the warm tin's
| of the noon day sun, We should have thought
| j, n nrofanation of natures holiest nystc cucs,
| five had uttered one word even OF admiration
| 70 the mute and interesting girl who rested on
our arm The hawk poised himself on hls
broad and noveIess wing, far mp whhIn The
| shadow sr a beciling cliff. and then dashed in.
| to the sunshine and away!a JOYOUS and delight
ed thing, down the windings Of the mountain.
| The wild pigeon 100, came sailing WIN HOOD
of light upon his wings. and clrclng Tor mo-
ment round jutting ledge, folded his pihIons on
| that deso!a,e pinnacle, and brought 10 our tah-
| cy, amid all the wildness and majesty oi the
| scene. thoughts, humber and more gentle. OF
| been tho shelter Of our boyhood, and which,
| with such a companion as 40 then possessed,
MIGHT be the no less fondly cherished shelter %!
| our age. Yes, Young and beautiful ilonord!
| even amid the sternness of natures works, our
| heart was softened by thy calm and io'eIy
| smile but what the devil you could see m 'hat
thin necked curate, it passes our comprehen'
| sion to divine. lIo was the most enormous
eater wo ever encountered in our lives
| Could such q being, after swallowing '"o
| pounds Of mutton, fourteen potatoes, 'htee
| rounds Of bread, two quarts OF peer, besluos
pudding and cheese, dare 10 hint syllao'e OF
! love TO anything bat sou'hdown ShGep -
! Could he have soothed thy young heart IN IFS
lonely and perhaps lis melancholy thoughts
as we could have done' Could he have look
ed into the blue recesses Of thy rich deep
| eycs. and forgotten every thing but gratitude
| TO Heaven for having bestowed on him crea-
sure so pure, so beautiful Could he have wan
| dered into the calm soluu1es, by The sde oi
some romantic burn, and pulled the IonG blue
| bells wet with the spray Of the dashing INN,
! and twined them in thine auburn har, ana
! rested beside with a sweet aud chasteneu u'-
! fcc:ion, and read to thee, " through the lang
simmer dav." on somo heathery knowc, iir
! from the noisy and observing "otId--a Wot'u
within ourselves o no But thou Honora
| thou ART the tnOtHeT, w Hcui VI h'he "''"
girls, while We are slowly recovering from
four months fit Of the gout.
We hold that every man behIves with a"k-
wardness when he is in love, and the want OF
the one is a presumption OF tho absence ot the
other When people are fairly engaged there
is perhap, less of ihls directly to the object,
but there is still as much Of il in her presence;
but it is wonderful how soon the most nervous
| become easy, when marriage has concluded
| all their hopes. Delicate glrl just budding
! into womanly loveliness, whose heart, Tor The
| last ten minutes, has becR trembling behind
| tie snowy wall Of thy lair and heauiiul bo-
| som. hast thou never remarked and laughed
| at tail and much be-whiskered young man
for the niauu0is hOnte with which he hands to
thee thy cup OF haH-wateted souchong -
| Laugh not at him again, Tor he will assufodly
| be thy husband. Yes he will tremblc for
few months more, as ho stands beside thy nu-
! sic stool, aud Joins no others IN the hear,less
mookery Of their praise; but when every voice
which has commended thy song is bushed,
and every note which thou hast clothed in
| ethereal music is forgotten by all besides, 10
him i will be a themo to dream upon N his
! loneliness, and every look which thine eye
vouclisaied him, will be laid up as sacred
, and holy thing in the inmost sanctuary oil
| his secret soul. Thou viii see IN short time
that the tremuousness Of his nerves is only
observable when his tongue is faltering IN It's
address to theo pity will enter into thy gentle
heart, and Thy self wilt sometimes turn the
wrong pages in thy book Of songs, snd strike
the wrong note on thy double grand piano,
when thou knowest that his ears ale drlskinF
in Thy voice, aud his eyes following thy mnul'
est action. Then will he, on some calm ove-
ming, when the sun is slowly sinking behind
The large lime trees which shake their rpened
beauties before thy windows, tell thee, that
| without, thee he must indeed be miserable -
| that thou art the one sole light which has
glowod and glit,crOd mon 4" io dull siream;'
and then how bitterly wilt thcu repent that
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