The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1834-01-22
MISCELLANY.
From the FREE EKouIRER.
The Drca me- frl .
(Conciuded from our last.

capped being crushed into dust; for his
thoughts, even at this terrible instant,
were absorbed by the fate Of Julie. Even
eforc the commotion wns over, which
seemed to rock the earth, he flew 70 cx
anime the extent Of the disaster, and for
moment he had some hope-for the
form at least, however broken and dis.
tortcd, of the arch remained. Soon,
however, he discovered how llusory was
tho idea that she could descend alive
for that form was now nothing more
than a mockery. The gigantic wall,
broken, shattered, and filled with gaping
indentations, seemed TO tremble as he
leaned upon it and when, in desPera-
ton, he attempted to ascend, the stones
gave way beneath him, and he fell to the
ground, covered with bruises, which 70.
time deprived him of sensation.
When he recovered, although the
thunder was silent, the storm still ragged
with undated fury, and the heovy rain
drifted along the earth. 1t was almost
dark, but he could still have seen the
white garments Of Julie against the sky,
if she ye! stood upon the precipice. Ju-
lie had disappeared. 1t was possible
and the blood seemed to freeze. as the
idea struck him--,hat in madly attempt
ing to descend, while he was insensible,
she had fallen and with trembling limbs
he dragged himself to the base of the
cliff, on either side Of the arch, and
searched for the body. lie then re-
poatcdly shouted out her name, but with
as little effect: the sound, broken in the
disturbed and watery atmosphere, was
reyerberated by echoes that seemed
strange to his eur, and died sullenly q.
way in the distance.
Julie, it was evident, was still on the
rock, and had probably retired behind
one Of the loose stones will, which the
summit was covered, to avoid the rain,
and endeavor to preserve her life agains,
the cold. Was it likely that this attempt
would be successful A6toine dared
not say yes; but he would have died be-
fore saying no. Even his blood, owing
to lie time in which ho bad rema med in
inaction, although in so comparatively a
sheltered situation, had began to stag.
nate. What, then, must be the condition
of Julie, exposed during the entire night
on the lofuest cliffs Of the mountains,
thinly clad, and with no other shelter
from the piercing storm, and the beating
rain, than wet cold s,onci
Antoine, from his perfect rcmem-
brance Of localities, nit still have reach
cd the bottom Of the mountain before
midnight, although this indeed ut a risk
only preferable to passing the cold dark
hours in the open aii. The idea, how
ever, never once occurred to him. As
soon as he had fairly satisfied himself rs
well as reasoning on probabilities and
circumstances could do it, that Julie was
still on the rock, he groped about for n
6ssure on the leeward side Of the preci-
picc, CAPABLE Of admitting his body, and
creeping in, coiled himself Wp in the
manner which he thought best adapted
to ecouomise the natural warmth of his
body, resolving to remain there ill day
break. The light Of morning, he thou,
would enable him TO ascertain the fate oi
his mistress and whether he should find
her alive or dead he would attempt, by
building up the arch cautiously rs he
proc ceeded, to scale the bridge.
During the dreary hours hc spent in
this situation, the only sound that me,
his ear was the melancholy wall Of the
storm. He listened with involuntary in
terest to the voice Of desolation, as j,
swung among the rocks, modulated by
rho circumstances of its passage, and
died moaningly away. Each new gus,
That followed, rising with sudden swell
as the preceding one passed by, attract
cd the same attention in its turn. The
bitterness of h,s feelings at length wa.
worn away by the slumberous monoton,