The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1836-09-28

formed me that Miss Sbiyers had entirely
forgotten tie pffair, and considered it n cap
ital joke. My friend also stated that !
should meet at her house that evening,
when all would be- explained and settled.
! My heart beat warm again, and smile
was seen once more on her face but with n
faint heart attend the party, and attempts
! succeeded in making an humble appoIogy
for my past misconduct. could have cried
for Joy, when found that all was forgiven,
aud that was reinstated in Miss Shivers'
goDd graces. Oh shall I ever forget the
thousand attentions I paid that evening
the cOnundrums ] told--ihe sugar horns
] ate, merely TO present her with The SEN
tIments'-the though uttered, desIded hints
! offered-uo not while memory holds seat
in this distracted globe
The evening passed rapidly away, and
when the hour had arrived for the company
to depart, it was discovered that cloud had
arisen, which threatened a tremendous
shower.
! Miss Shiv5rs was determined to walk
home, though I limited that would order
my chaIse, forgetting the character that
had established as n driver. My arm was
however, offered, and under one umbrella
we departed. We had two miles to walk,
bnt had not proceeded many rods before
the rain began To fall in torrents, accom-
pnnied by strong symptoms of thunder and
lightning. drew the shawl closely around
the lady and inquired if she was alarmed.
She replied, that she did not mind
thunder 80 much bur she was rather shy of
lightning"
had determined during the evening to
renew my proposal, aud though, The pre-
sent good opportunity though we walked
nearly mile ere could screw my c,urage
to The sticking point. AT last | broke the
painful silence.
Miss Shivers, our unfortunate upset
prevented me from expressing my feelings
as fully as could with, but hope
oh ! MIR. Simpson how it ligltens; !
hope YOU have no steel on your umbrella y
No! nor is my heart of steel, replied.
have longrd for AN opportunity to ex-
press To you my -,
How careless you are, Mr.. Simpson
you have he'd me into II puddle Of water. ]
should think the lightning would direct YOU
Oh but the lightning of your eyes alone
directs me- ! exclaimed, trembling with
emotinn.'
Dou't talk such nonsense, Mr.. Simpson
won'i listen To it,
But had committed myself and my
tongue would not keep silent.
II Ire you exclaimed, and | must
tell You so.'
Mr.. Simpson if you don't mind your
business, won't walk with you.'
] grasped her hand, fell down on my
knees in a puddle of water, and while the
rams from heaven, aud IA burning tear trick
led down my face, gave utterance To my
feelings in no studied language.-In vain
spoke of nrdour, the sincerity of my attach
ment; in vain pictured my future misery
# should he rejected. upbraideG her,
called her a conIuette. AID a hard hearted
woman, n trifler with my affections. l.
talked Of pistols and suicide, but all in vain.
The lady took the umbrella from my haud,
aud after few peculiar epithets, left me in
my misery.
The rain had fallen in torrents, the light
ming flashed The thunder roared, but hee
Died them not, but remained fixed, lmmove-
able, srnseless. How long | stood upon
this spot know not, but when came tn
my senses ] was drenchcd to the skin as
cold as an icicle. Mortal man could not
resist the elements longer. gave one more
look, one more ejaculation of anguish and
ran for home. Wet, exhausted, desperate,
| entered the house and seated myself be-
fore the kitchen fire. A little reflection
told me of my inf,tuation. saw that
ind been Tilted, laughed at and deceived.
knew tha, had made fool of myself,
and became enraged. paced the room
like madman; it rang with vows of ven-
grance | upset n cupboard of crockery-
nverihrew chairs and tahles-l threw my
mothers favorite cat into the fire, and
knocked aunt Nancy's lap-dog in the head
with the cridiron. The whole house was
in coufus oa-my mother screamed, the
children cried, but | needed them not, but
rushed to my chamber and locked the door.
How ! passed the night the reader can
imagine sufi q it to say, that left town
the next morning, cursing the day visited
Pelham, and mortified by the result of my
FIRST proposal
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