The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1833-08-14

You do NOS rscognizs me, Sir James, >
said the officer, time has ehaced my
recollection from your memory
III ever had the pleasure Of your ac-
quaintance, It has, returned the noble
msp, gazing earnestly at the features Of
the officer.
Look again, Sir James, examine
we'll and you may perceive in the hard
counteDanee Of him who now cOnfronts
you, lineaments Of the injured Paul -
'Ha ! recognize YOU, said the noble
man, in a husky voice, while his cheek
assumed an ashy paleness, and his hand
grew trcmulous as the leaf Of autumn;
twice he essayed'to speuk, then, but as
often his voice failed him; but at length,
with u desperate effort, he broke forth
Yes, Paul, ! recollect you well; but you
have been fortunate in your absence
As the noblemmn concluded, he attempt
ed a complacent smile; but it was abort
i've, and died ghastly upon his thin and
cOlorlsea lip.
For time the officer remained silent
ly gazing at his companion, who seemed
To shrink from his penetrating blue eye
that pierced the inmost depth Of his soul,
at length breaking the silence, with a
low deep intonatiOn, that his voice al
ways wore when excited, he said /:
And | bless it, that It has given me
the power of revenging her. who sleeps
:he victim ofyour treachery. Sir James,
we mus! fight
Fight = echoed the nobleman. solemn
Iy, is it not better Paul, that the past
should he forgotten, it can never be re-
called, and the death of either Of US would
not assist the case particle; many
years have fallen over that transaction,
and it sleeps almost forgot; then why
awaken the recoIlection OF "a circum-
stance, which will only serve to call forth
painful feelings, without an attendant to
alleviate them
Sir James, answered the officer, and
his voice seemed 20 heave from his in
most chest, Il have experienced many
of fortune since fled from
this shore, and encountered enough Of
the storms and Gains ofIife, TO efIace lie
of many occurrences, but
that one is deeply, too deeply for my
engrafted here As he
spake, he placed his hand emphalicnlIy
ON his breast, and there was a moment
Of painful silence the again resumed,
All my struggles for distinction have
been instigated partially. that we might
meet on an equality. When we were
both younger we crossed weapons, there
was discrepancy, then in our stations
you were peer Of the realm, heir to
princely name, and l, poor despised
isherman--but time has efieted change
in my regard you still retain your title
and distinction, and have the honor to
in the navy of the thirteen
states, comprising the Republic of A neri-
ca-all objections are removed, and ifl
you are man. you cannot refuse the sa-
tisfaction / require
The nobleman was again about to re-
but there was something IN the
of his companion's counten-
ance, that told him it was useless, and
changing the snbject, he said. Suppose
J will not engage with your
Then you will perish unresistingly,'
answered Paul.
what if i ring for my attendants T.
said, or rather asked, the nobleman, for
he gazed deeply in the countenance Of
his companion, to mark the effect Of such
an event.
my followers guard the entrance, an
swered the officer calmly. Sir James
suffered his arm to drop, and for a mo-
ment stood regarding Paul with gaze
Of ssupefaction, but quickly recovering
himself, he rushed to the table, ,and grasp
ing his rapier .fercely exclaimed, Then,
by my soul, you shall have what you SO
earnestly SEEK
The mariners stationed in the gallery,
heard the clash of steel, which, in few
moments was succeeded by heavy fall
In another moment their officer opened
the door, and stood before them. There
was haggnrd wildness in his eye. and
an apparent abstraction in his counte-
nance, his cheek was pale az marble,
and his hand, which still graspsd his
naked sword. trembled violently.-Give
way there ye slaves, shouted he to the
domessics, who began to crowd the en-
trance; and then turning TO his followers
he exclaimed. 'to the beach my men, on
to the boat, and let us quit this land Of
treachery and opression.'
By the time the officer regained his
ship he was calm, and all traces of re-
cent passion had fled his countenance,
disorders we're delivered with customary
GOODNESS, and nothing remained to tell
ofthe fierce storm, which had but while
previous .aged in his bosom.
The anchor was drawn Hp-the white