The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1834-12-31
Mrs. IIEMANs.

She was standing at the side of her lover at the MAJ
riage altar. She was slightly paIe-yet ever a
the ceremony proceeded, faint tinge of crmso
crossed her beautiful cheek like the reflection of
sunset cloud upon the clear waters of quiet lake
Her lover as he clasped her delicate hand within hi
own, gazed on her for moment with unmlngle
admiration, the warm and eloquent blood playe
upon his cheek, shadowing at intervals his mani
forehead, and melting into beauty in his lip,
He stood in the pride of his youh-a fair form
With his feeling yet noble his spirit yet
An eagle o shelter the dove with his wing,
An elm where the lightning t~inng endrlls might cling
And they gave themselves to one and other, in TN
presence of Heaven and every heart blessed then
as they went their way rejoicing in their love.
Years passed on, and again ! saw those lovers
They were seated together where the light of
summer sunset stole through the hall closed ant
crimson curtains, lending richer tint to the deli
cate carpctng and the exquisite embellishments o
! the rich and gorgeous apartment. Time had slight
ly changed them in outward appearance. The girl
ish buoyancy of the yo1Ing wife had indeed given
place to the grace of perfect womanhoOd and hel
lip somewhat paler, and faint line of care
was slightly pcrccptibc upon her beautiful brow
Her husbands brow, too, was marked somewhat
more deeply than his age would warrant-anxiey
ambition and pride had gone over it,-a silver hue
was minglinc with the darkness of his hair, which
had become thnncd around his temples almost to
badness He was reclining the splendid otto
mon, with his face half hidden by his hand, if he
feared that the troubled thoughts which oppressed
him were visible on his features.
Edward, you i'll to-night-said his wife in a
low, sweet, and half cnquring voice, she laid her
hand upon her husbands
The husband reused himself from his attitude
slowly, and slight frown knit his brow. am
not ILL., said he somewhat abruptly, and he folded
his arms upon his bosom as ifhe wished no inter-
rupton of his evidently bitter thoughts.
Indifference from those we love is terrible to the
sensitive BOSOM 1t is as if the sun of heaven re-
fused his wonted checrfulncss and gIared down up
on with cold, dim, and forbiding glance. 1t is
dreadful to feel that the only being of love,
fuses to ask sympothy-that he broods over
feelings which he scorns fears to reveal ,-drcad
ful to watch the convusivc feature, and the gloomy
brow ; the indeinable shadows of hidden emotions
the involuntary sighs Of sorrow, in which are
forbidden anticipate, and whose character we can
not know.
The wife cssaycd more Edward she said
slowly, mildly and affcconatcly 'tle time has been
when you willing conide your secret Joys
and sorrows TO who has never, trust, betrayed
your confidence. Why them my dear Edward, is
his cruel reverse. You troubled, and yet you
efiIse to tell me the cause"
Something of returning tenderness succeeded fiT
instant, the cold severity of the husbands features,
'ut it passed away, and bitter smile was his only
eply
Time passed on, and the twain were separated
rom each other. The husband sat gloomy and a. !
one in the damp cell of dungeon. lie had fol- |
owed ambition as his God, and'had failed in his
Ugh career. He had mingled with men whom hi.
cart loathed, he had sought out the fierce and
'rongcd spirits the land and had breathed into
lem the madness of revenge. He had drawn his
word against his country-he had famed rebellion to
anne, which had been qucnched in human blood.
10 had Internationally facn-and he had been
oomed to die the death of a traitor.
The door of his dungeon opened, and light form
,tercd and threw herself into his arms. The sof-
ned light of sunset fell npon the pale brow and
asted cheek of his once beautiful wife. =
Edward-my dear Edward she said, l have q,
me to save you. have reached you after a thou
nd difficulties, and thank God that my purpose
nearly accomplished
Misfortune had soiiened the proud heart of man ,
'od, and as the husband pressed his pale wife to
$ bosom, tear trcmbled in his eyclash. / have
,t deserved this Kindness he murmured, in the
loked tones of convulsivc agony.
Edward said his wife in an earnest but faint l
I'd low voice, which indicated fearful debility we
I've not moment to loose. Haste, or we are too
tc. BY an exchange of garments you will be en- :
,led to pass unnoticed. Fear nothing for me- :
N woman, and they will not iniurc me for my :
forts in behalf of husband dcarer than life ITSELF I
But Margaret said the husband, YOU look sad
ill., You cannot breathe the air of this dreadful |
H.
'Oh speak not of me, my dearest Edward said
he devoted woman. Il can endure every thing for !
our sake. Haste Edward-haste, and all will be
cll,'-and she aided with trembling hand to dis
usc the proud form of her husband in a female
arb
Farewell, my love, my preserver, whispered I
he husband in the of his disguised wife, as the
ffcer stcrny reminded the supposed lady, that the
me allotted for her visit had expired. Farewell,
e shall meet again, responded his wife-and the
usband passed out unsuspectcd and escaped the
ncmics of his life.
They did meet again-that wife and husband
ut only the dead may mcet-in the awful COM
unngs of another world. Affection had borne up