The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1837-08-09

In every respect like the choice friends OF
the Senior. The day following, their noun
tain dresses were exchanged for that of tn G
Spanish gentleman, and the youth of gentle
blood. Their couches were the best under
the Senor's roof; they dined at the same
board, and had all the honor paid to them
which the Senor himself was accustomed
10 receive.
"Senor," said the Guerilla, the second
day as they sat at table after the domestios
had retired. Senor, have told you but
half the erraud that brought me to Burgus.
What | have further to inform you of
refers to u subject of pain not pleasure.
Will you hear it 7"
The Senor bowed. The Guerilla went
on
had always set my face against acts of
feroclty; have repeatedly punished those
who have committed them. was in sight
when your son was attacked called to
the ruffians to desist--I flew with all the
speed | could in hopes to rescue him but
arrived too late. He was mortaly wound
ed. had him conveyed to my own hab-
itation, where he survived six hours a por-
ton OF which time he occupied in penning
with great difficulty the contents of this pa
per-"
The Guerilla here drew small packet
from his vest and handed it to the Senior,
who, glancing at the superscription hurried
ly Quilted the room. He returned in about
a quarter of an hour, went directly up to
the Guerilla, and without trusting himself
to speak, wrung him warmly by the hand.
"A youth-a son of mine," said the
Guerilla
"You have another son I" interrupted
the Senor.
The Guerilla went on without noticing
the question.
A youth, son Of mine, was wounded
IN endeavorlng to save the young cavalier.
tie momentarlly expects my summons to
repair 10 Burgos will you insure him Sc
curity of life and person if he comes Z"
" Certainly J" said the Senior. /
:" shall send for him at once I" said the
Guerilla.
do SO and tell him to come hither.
This is his home,"
The Guerilla and the boy were now in
deed the friends of the Senior. 1t seemed
as if he could never make enough Of them.
On the fourth day of their sojourn at his
house he made feast for them, to which
he invited the most esteemed and worthy
among his relations and friends.
Besides the Guerilla and the boy there
was but one stranger present-a young Ital-
ian about twenty five, who was on a visit
with one of the guests. He was a youth
whose general appearance was rather pre-
possessing, with the exception of his eye,
which was peculiarly dark, small and spark
ling. During dinner he sat directly oppos-
ite to the boy, whose countenance, remark
able for nothing but its sweetness and bland
ness, he kept constantly scrutinzing, to the
no small annoyance Of the other, who At
tempted to repell the freedom by gances
of GOODNESS and occasionally even Of dis
pleasure-in such a manner, however, as
to avoid remark on the part of the rest of
the company.
After dinner the guests amused them
selves as their several tastes directed
Some repaired to the billiard room some
played at cards. Music was the recreation
of others, and, among the rest, Of The boy
and the young Italian, who with persevering
had followed him to win
dow where he was standing, and contrived
to keep him in discourse in spite of
half-replies and pointed inattention. The
Guerilla and the Senior were deeply engae-
ed in conversation in n corner of the room.
A charming passage of Mozart's was ex-
ecuting by finger of truth and soul.-All
were enchained. Even the young Italian
discontinued his prosecutions of the boy,
when the latter uttering shrek, suddenly
darted out of the room. Every one ran to
the windows to see what had excited such
emotion. Some town officers were con-
Quoting Guerilla youth towards the house
which fronted the street up which they were
coming. Before they came half a dozen I
steps nearer, the Guerilla youth was in the
arms of the boy.
"Ths poor-brothers J" exclaimed the I
Senor, the tears starting into his eyes, I
Every one ran down into the hall. There
they were met by the youth and the boy. {
still cli0ging to each other the latter, over {
powered by his feelings, almost carried by
The former! Both looking into one anotli- J
er's eyes, strainingIy, as If their souls were ;
ssuing from them, and blending, like their
bodies in embraces Never was happiness {
at Reunion more touchingly depicted es-
pecIally on the part Of the younger, who !
kissed alternately the forehead, the eyes,
he cheeks, the neck, the hair Of the young ,
Guerilla; and wept and laughed, and muir
INJURED unintelligible words Of welcome i
md at last was with great difficulty taken c
~ gentle force away.
Varlously were the spectators affected by a
%, hls interview. The Senior wept like child. c
The young Italian looked as if he had ney- I
u been acquainted with tear.-His eoun-
ensnce lowered with that cloud which $
hrows the deepest shape; and which gath {
'rs IN the mind. The tenderness which the /
10Y displayed seemed to act upon him with ,
ne effect Of an object Of some natural, I