The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1833-11-19

own little Temple to Friendship" was
not to be found. but a temple dedicated
to the blind god had been erected 10 a
conspicuous situation. "Ah!" thought
/, her love is buried love, but not tho
less dear. To me-to her dear departed
Ito her' sainted Anthony.'-this tenn
pie has been dedicated =" 4
So entirely was the park changed that
l did not arrive until the hour of dinner.
There was hustle at the hall door,
servants were assembled in gay liveries.
carriages were driving up and sitting
down, and lights cleaned from the inte-
rior. A dinner party mo harm in that,
on the contrary l deemed it fortunate.
Doubtless my widow, still in the sober
grey ofSmeliorated mourning, had sum-
moned round her the best and the dear
est of my friends; and though their grie s
were naturally somewhat mellowed by
time, they remembered me in their calm
yet cheerful circle, and fondly breathed
my name Unseen passed into the
dining room-all that ! beheld was new
to me- and the furniture was magnifi-
cent! / cast my eyes round the table,
where the guests were now assembled.
Oh what bliss was mine At the head
sat my widowed wife, all smiles, all love-
liness--all pink silk and fowsrs-not so
young as when / last beheld her, but
very handsome and considerably fatter.
AT the foot(oh what touching compIi-
ment to me sat one ofmy oldest, dear
est, best of friends, Mr.. Mitis, the SON Of
barouet who resided In my neighbor-
hood; his father too was there, with his
anliquated lady. and tho whole circle
was formed by persons whom living, !
had known and loved. My friend at
the bottom of the table did the hounors
well, (though he omitted to do what I
think he ought to have dene--drink to
my memory, and the only thing that oc-
CURED to startle me before the removal
Of dinner was my widows calling him
" my DEAR" But there was something
gratifying even in that, for it must have
been of me she was thinking; it was a
lip of the tongue, that plainly showed
che fond yearning Of the widowed heart.
When the desert had been arranged ON
the table, she called to one Of the SER
wants, saying" John, tell Muggins to
bring the children" What could she
mean who was Muggins and what
children did she wish to be brought /
never had any children Presently the
door Aew open, and in rem eight noisy,
healthy, beautiful brats. Tne younger
ones congregated round the hostess but
the two eldest, both fine boys, ran to Mr.
Mitts, at the bottom of the table, and
each took possession ofa knee. They
both strongly resembled Mitts. and what
was my astonishment when he exclaim-
ed, addressing my widow, :" Mary, my
love, may ] give them some orange 7"
What could he mean by" Mary, my
love pa singular mode of addressing
deceased friends relict But the myst-
cry was soon explained. Sir Marina
duke Mius filled his glass, after insisting
that all the company should follow his
example, he said to his son, " This is
your birth day. Jack here's your health,
my boy, and long may you and Mary
long live happy togather Come, my
friends, the health of Mr.. and Mrs Mitis.'
So then, after all | had como out on
an exc eediog cold day to see my wido "
doing the honours as Mrs. Mitts!
Z" Whenis your birthday !! said Mr..
Mnrnaduke to his daughter-in-law.
I" In June, she replied; {" but !
have not been in the habit of keeping
birth days till lately poor Mr.. Smith
could not bear them to be kept"
What's that about poor Smith said
the successor to my house, my wife, and
my other appurtenances. I" Do you say
Smith could not bear birth days ! Very
silly of him, then; poor Smith had his
oddities. ="
oh said my ,oidop, and Mr.. Mitt's