The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1834-02-19

the season of prophecy had gone ny
Art thou another Cornelius Agrippa, oil
a male Mother .Ship;on, whose va,icina
like the sybil leaves. contained prophe
cies that never came to pass, excep
when some kind soul was scottish enough
to do silly thing, merely for the sake
of realizing the prophecy. Nay, tel
me, thou modern Archimago, can's'
thou really look behind the curtain oi
the present, down the dark vista of the
future, and tell Of things to be Thou
art beside tbyself," as the Roman said
70 the Apostle of Tarsus, too much
learning hath made thee mad"
"It is well, boy; thou ar, cunning
simpleton, but q mole would have per-
ception enough to discover how poorly
that smirk and f:ppant wagging Of the
tongue hides the tremor within. There's
lie written upon thy face; tits marked
as legbly as coward upon thy heart for
while the one assumes the smile Of in
credulity' which is unblushingly contra
dicted by the pallid cheek aud quivcr-
ing lip, the throb Of apprehension dis
turbs the other" Morley was struck
dumb. lie felt this to be too true, and
his awe of the stranger increased. The
latter continued" Remember, | have
warned thee. Thou ar, young, and
has, not yet tasted the bitters of disap-
pointment. have 'wrung them Out.-
They are prepared for thy speedy quaf-
fng, and they shall be as 'thc gall OF
nsps' within thee. Again, bid thee
beware Of Ciavering. Farewell"
lie was about to depart. when Nor.
ley, impelled by superstitious excite
ment, which he had never before felt, hi,
could no. now control, exclaimed
Stay; one question more before we
part, As l am to be unhappy, is my life
to be lcng OF. short 2"
s'Jiet me sea thy palm" iIe tool
Morley's hand, and after having n,ten,
lively surveyed it for several moments
said in tone of most painful and al
most appalling solemnity, "Thou vii
not count the midnight hour of thy 3i,I
birthday, death will take thee with tn
bloom upon thy cheek-thc worm vii
feed dain,ily upon it-bu, wo mus, nl
die; what matters il when 7"
Saying this, he slowly turned, slightly
bent his head, aud left the astonisheo
Morley almost transfxed TO the spot
A sudden thrill passed through hi'
whole frame. His brain began to whir
and his henrt,o sicken. II passed, how
ever, in n few moments, but was succeed
ed by depression which fell like pa
ralysis upon his hitherto buoyant spirit
He'wa ashamed Of his want Of energy
still he found it impossible TO battle tho
dependency which was stealing upoI
him. He felt ms if he was about to be
the victim of some indefnable visitation
lie was conscious, it is true, of the uttci
absnTdity Of such nm apprehension, yet
he could not get rid Of The awful iinprcs.
sion which the words, and especially the
last words, Of the stranger had left upon
him. II seemed as if his inmost soul had
been laid bare to the scrutiny of that
mysterious man, for he was evidently
acquainted with the emotion which his
warning had excited within him, and
which Morley used his best endeavours
to disguise.
"1s it possible" he thought, "that
can have any thing to dread from CLAW
eringl We have been reared together
we have been attached from infancy
and bo has never. wronged me. Why
then should l suspect him 1t were un'
just--nay, it were base to question h,
integrity or to doubt bis love-"
Morley was extremely distressed, and
joined his companions in no very envia'
bic frame Of mind. I, was some days
before he entirely recovered his spirits
and even when he had recovered them
the recollection Of that mysterious being
who had cast such dark shadow before
flis future path, would frequently intrudc