The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1833-05-22

dead 1.-The house was Immediately A.
larmed. Waller and his sister were
still sitting up in the small oratory
which had been their mothers, aud
both fastened to the chamber of death.
Ignorence has its blessing, what world
of corruption and distrust would have
entered those youthfulhearts, could the Y
have known the wortblessness of the
parent they mourpod with such Innocent
and endearing sorrow.
Walter was the first TO check his
tears, al have, as you know Edith, al
sacred duty to perform, leave me for al
while alone, and we will afterwards
spend the night in prayer for our fathers
soul"
The girl left the room,. and her|
brother proceeded with his task. He|
opened the casket, and took out the
phiaI, the candles were then extinguish-, ;,
ed, and whilst telling the beads Of his|
rosary, he approached the bed. The
night was dark, and the shrill wind|
moaned like human being in some|
great agony, but the pious son felt mol
horror as he raised the body in his arms|
to perform his holy office. An exquis-
tie ordour exhaled from the oil, whichl
he began to rub lightly and carefully O-|
yer the head. Suddenly he started, the|
phial fell from his hand and was dashed
to atoms on the floor.
"His face is warm-I feel his breath
Edith, dear Edith come here. The
nurse was wrong, my father lives -
His sister ran from the adjacent room
where she had been kneeling before AM
image of the Madona in earnest suppli-I
cation, with small taper in her hand,
both stood mot,onless from terror as
the light fell on the corpse. There
were the contracted and e0aciatee}
hands laid still and rigid on the coun-
terpane, the ilirout stretched and bare
was meagre and wilhered, hun The hea,
was thar oi u handsome, youth, full o
freshness and life. The rich cllesnu&
curls hung in golden waves onlhe white
forehead, bright color wns on The
cheek, and the fresh red lips were like
those Of II child, the large hazel sye
were open, aud looked from one 10 tho
other, but the expression was shat Of
fiend, rage, hate, and despair minglin,
together, like the horrible beauty giver
to the head Of Medusa. The childreiU
fled from the room, only however to re
turn with the priest, who deemed tha
sudden sorrow had unsettled their rea
son. His own eyes convinced him
the truth, there was the living head oI
the dead body
The beautiful face became convulsed
with passion froth stood upon the lip
and the small white teeth were gnashet
in irnpotent rage.
"This is, surely, some evil spirit" an(
the trembling priest proceeded with tn
form of exorcism but in vain.
Walter then, with falteriug voice
narrated his last interview with his ia
ther.
1.-THE sinner, said the old chapIaiu
"is taken in his own snare. This is as
suredly the judgment of God"
All night did the three pray besid
tha. fearful bed. AT length the morn
ing light of glad day in June fell Of
the head. 1t now looked pale and en-
hausted, and the lips were wan. Eve
and anon, 1t was distorted by sudde
spasms-youth and health were main
tanning terrible struggle with hunge
and pain. The weather was sultry, an
the body showed lwid spots of decompo
sition, the beautiful head was still aliv
but the damps stood on the forehead
and the checks were sunken. Thre
days and nights did that brother an
sister maintain their ghastly watch.-
The head was evidently dying. Twic
the eyes opened with wild and stron
glare, the third time they closed foreve
Pale, beautiful, but convulsed, the you'll
ful head and the aged body, the one bu
just cold, the other far gone in corruE
tion-were laid in the coffin together