The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1838-06-20

serving their love, which she seemed TO con-
slider quite natural. Though very ignorant,
she had seen something Of society beyond
their own valley, and its peasantry, and M,
once discovered that the Count was their
superior but the goodness and loveliness
of her child entitled her in the old woman's
eyes, to be princess at least.
Theresa was the most guileless creature,
and had never dreamed of love iill she
had felt IT.; the world to her was bounded
by the wild moor and deep wood which
surrounded their cottage. The only hui
man beings she had ever beheld were the
ancient domes,ics at the castle, and few
Of the peasants far poorer than themselves
for they had many comforts which Their
neighbors eyed with much suspicion and
some envy. Leurning she had none, ior
neither mother nor daughter could read
but knowledge she had acquired.-She
knew oil the legends and ballads Of the
country by heart; these gave their poetry
to her naturally vivid Imagination; and
the Imagination re6ncs both feeling and
manner. Having lived in absolute seclu-
sion, she had nothing of that coarscncss
caught from familiar intercourse by the de-
licacies of polished life. Her companions
had been the bird, and blossom, her songs
aud her thoughts; and if the poets dream
of unsopbistcaied yet refined nature, was
ever realized, il was in that sweet and inno-
cent maiden. Her love for Adalberl was n
singular blending Of chldishness aud ro-
nance now her inward delight would find
vent in buoynnt laughter, und the playful
ness Of a young fawn bounding over the
sunny glades Of u forest but ofiener would
she sink into deep and tender silence--as
if conscious that new md even fearful
existence had opened upon her-und guzo
in his face. until her eyes were nverted to
conceal the large tears that had insensibly
gathered in them-They had been acquaint-
ed n whole fortnight, when the old priest, nj
Harrisburg was called upon TO marry the
handsomcst couple that had ever stood be-
fore the imuge Of the Madonna
five did but know how we rush into one
extreme while seeking TO avoid another
we should have no resolution to shun IN,
thing. IL Count Won IIermanstadl had an
ticipated that the fascinating dancer wa
far less dangerous than the then unknown
peasant, his nephew would never have
been ordered 10 the castle Of Arembere
Little either could nc dream that the incog-
nitio, he had himself enjoincd, would have
been found so useful aud agreeable by his
nephew. For Count Won Hcrnnnsladi
though very willing that AIdaber should
take the empcror's displensurc for granted,
was not desirous that others of the court
where the soyereign's favor was every thing,
should likewise take it for granted.
The first three weeks Of Aldrbert's mar
ringe life PASSED very delightfully."- away,
his position WINS one Of such complete
novelty; the cottage really was pleasanter
than the castle and if Theresu's beauty
might have been n model for the painter,
as the sweetest colors fitted over her face,
| in like manner emotions that now disturb
cd the calm Of mind hitherto SD tranquil
and SO glad, might have been study for n
philosopher. But Adalbert's previous bab-
! its had been i'll fitted TO make their state one
of security-nay, his very youth was an
obstacle; for in youth it seems so natural
to love, and he loved, that we know not how
to value ms we ought the first devotion Of
the entire aud trusting heart. Moreover,
lie lad lived in world of sarcasm and
Theresa's ignorance, which, now they were
by themselves, was but n source Of nmuse-
meGt, would, as he was aware had been a
fertile matter, Of ridicule in socieiy-ridi-
culc, too, which must have reflected on him.
Besides, all the prejudices of ancestry had,
from infancy, been grnftcd on his mind
and he would ms soon have thought oi
throwing his companion into the river on
whose waters they were gazing, as Of pre-
senting her at Vienna. And yet that would
have been the most mercful course. What
was life whose affections were wounded
and whose hopes we're destroyed! And
such was the life to which AdaIber wal
about to leave her. 1t came ut last.
Mndemoisellc Angeline's engagement hac
now drawn to its close shc departed fo
Paris, and Adalber received his cull Il
Vienna. To say he felt no regret, would
he doing him scant justicc-to sny he fell
much, would be more than the truth
! Once or twice he thought Of taking Theresa
with him; but from this step he sbrank foi
many reasons. lie told them Of important
business--of a speedy rcturn--and said all
that had been so often and SO vainly said ia
the hour of parting.
lie threw his horses bride over his nrm,
and Theresa walked with linn nlong the
little fores. path which led to the road.
Adalbert was almost angry ths: she
showed none Of the passionate despair,
whose complaints lie had nerved himself to
meet; pale, silent, she cIasped his hands q
little more ienderIy: she gazcd an bis face
even more inien.ly, than usual; and yet
these tokens Of sorrow she seemed trying
TO suppress. IL never entered her imsei-
nation that any entrcaiy Of hers could alter
their posi,ion-tha, any prayer could have
prolonged Adalber's stay for any hour
but every effort was directed to conceal
her own grief; she felt SO acu,ely the leas,
sign of his suffering. that she only wished