The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1831-12-06

away with her out Of the room, when
the divil caught how'd Of him by the
skirt of the coat, aud the colonel was o.
bleeged to let his daughter be carried
out by the servants, and shut the door
after them.
Well, says the diyil, and he grinned
and wagged his tail all as one as dog
when he is plased--what do you say
now says he.
Oh, says the colonel, only lave me a
lone until bury my poor wife, says he,
and Ill go with you then, you villain,
Gays he.
Don't call names, says the divil; you
had better keep a civil tongue in your
head, says he; and it doesn't become q
jintleman to forget good manners.
Well, sir, to make long story short,
the divil pretended to let him off, out of
kindness, for three days, until his wife
was buried; but the raison Of II was this,
that when the Indy, his daughter, faint
ed, he loosened the clothes about her
throat, and in pulling some Of her dhress
away, he TUX off a goold chain that was
an her neck, and put it in his pocket,
and the chain had diamond Grass an it,
the lord be praised } and the divil
daren't touch HIM while he had the sign
Of the Grass about him.
Well, the poor colonel, God forgive
him, was grieved for the loss Of his lady,
she had an illigant berrin,--and they say
that, when the prayers was reading over
the dead, the ould colonel took it to heart
like any thing: and the word O. god KEN
home to his poor sinful sowl at last.
Well, sir, to make long story short,
the ind iv it was, that for three days o.
grace that was given to him, the poor de-
luded ould sinner did nothin' at all but
read the bible from mornin' till night,
and bit or sup didn't pass his lips all the
time, he was intent upon the book, but
he sat up in an ould room in the far ind
of the house, and bid no one disturb him
on no account, and struv To make his
heart bould with the word w life, and
sure it was somethin' strengthened him
at last, though, as the time drew nigh
that the inimy was to come, he didn't
feel aisy, and no wonder and by dud,
the three days was past and gone in mo-
time, and the story goes, that at the dead
hour o. the night, when the poor sinner
was rcadin' away as fast as be could, my
EVIL, his heart jumped up to his mouth
It gettim' tap on his shoulder.
o, murther! says he, who's there ! for
,c was afrad to look up. +
It's me, says the ould one, and stood
light fornist him, and his eyes like Goals
, fire, lookin' him through, and he said,
With voice that Almost split his ould
leart. Come, says he.
Another day, cried the colonel.
Not another hour, said satin. n
Half an hour7 .
Not a quarter, says the rfvrr, grse.-..-.+f
With u bitter laugh; give over your read
in, / bid you, says he, and come awny
wild me
Only gi' me a few minutes, says nc.
Lave of your palayerin', you snekin'
ould sinner, says satin; you know you're
bought and sowld to me, and purity
bargain ! have o. you. you ould baste,
says he,-so come along at wanst, and
he put out his claw to ketch him; but the
colonel took fast hould o. tho bible,
and begged hard tha, he'd let him alone.
and wouldn't harm him until the bit o.
candle that was just blinkin' in the SOCK
ct before him, was burned out. |,
Well have it SO, you dirty coward, :
said ould nick, and with that he spit an
him.
But the poor ould colonel didn't lose
a mint, for he cunin' to the ind but
the little taste o. candle that
was fornist him, out O. the cundlestck,
and, putin an the holy book before him, Q
10 shut down the cover an it, and
Iuinched the light. With that the divil
gave roar like bull, and vanished like
! flash o. fire, and the poor colonel faint $
I'd away in his chair; but the servants :
leerd the noise, { for the divil tore aff
he roof o. the house when he left it,
Ind run into the room, aud bro't their
master to himself agin.--And from that
lay out he was an althercd man, an ,
lsed tn have the bible read to him every a
lay, for he couldn't read himself any n
more by raison Of iosin' his eye sight, when y
he divil hit him with the rope Of sand in =
he. face, and, afther spit an him; for the =
nnd wint into one eye, and he lost the il
,thcr that-a-way, sayin' your presence. d
Soyou SEQ, afther all, the colonel, un- Ii
ler -heavon, was too able for the divil, I
Ind by readin' the good book. his sowl q
vas saved,( and glory he 20 god |! J isn't =
hat mighty improyin'?
The Sing Sing (N.Y.l State Prison is \
said to contain over 1000 convicts, and il
has become necessary n transfer largo \
number to the Auburn prison. The Now
York Advertiser says, the pernicious y
practice Of pardoning must be adopted, !