The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1838-04-18
SELECTED TALES.
From the Southern Rose.
THE MISSIONARIEs.-A TALE.
THE RESOLUTION.

THE RESOLUTION.
One summer twilight two girls yet in the
opening bloom of lite were resting on ru-
raj seat by the borders of Southern Riv-
er. The fingers of one rested between the
closed leaves of book, while the glow Of a
communicated thought from its pages dwet
on her abstracted countenance, and the 9th
er was pointing out the softcning glories OF
the western sky. An artist might have ln-
gered near that lovely spot.-Above and
around were spread the branches of an oak
from which the gray moss hung quietly 10
the hush of nature, sweeping the green
sward below; a garden, rich with flowers,
lay near in front Of the white walls of the
family mansion; an amphitheatre Of woods
enclosed the planted fields, forming green
curve in the distance, stopping where the
river, beautifully clear, came in with its
graceful flow at the foot Of the oak, one
huge branch of which looked at its own
glossy leaves, and grey drapery, mirored
in the waters; warmly tinted sky broke
in bright chickering's through the leaves, and
tnged the stream, while the birds of day
Uttered to their nests with farewell strains.
The only other sounds that Interrupted the
stiffness were the plash of an oar, and the
distant horn or chorus of the negroes.
"Look up, Isabel" SAID the speaking
girl, " from that book TO this glorious sun
SET. 1t is worth thousand volumes !"
Isabel shook her head gravely, her down
cast eyes bent to the turf at her feet. At
lengtk she sighed and said, [" Cousin Ellen,
q solemn duty is pending over ME which
makes me blind and deaf even to these
great natural manifestations of Deity. l
begin to feel with thrilling consciousness
that have no right to lnger over these
scenes of nv early Joys. This book des-
cribes the wants of the heather, the poor
heather, who when they look at nature ac-
knowlenge no creating hand, and if they
possess friend dear to me as you are, Ell
len, know nothing ofthat world where such
friendship shall be made brighter and un-
broken through eternal years"
/ A scft and solemn depth was 10 the tones
of the speaker, and her full dark lids were
wet with tears.
"And can you be willing to think for a
moment" said Ellen, "ef leaving your well
defined 6reside duties, your father, your
mother, and little Rosale, for az uncertain
sphere among the heather g
"There is nothing uncertain in the Mis-
sienary's path" exclaimed the enthusias
as she rose and clasped her hands with AT
onward gesture.
Every step he takes is heavenward
every sorrow be cndures adds gem to hi
immortal crown. Yes, dear garden, wber,
nv chiIdhood's foot has trod, skies that have
so long looked down upon me, birds which
have sung me songs from year TO year
father, mother, sister, farewell pro.
phetic hope of good is upon me. mus
CO."
"with which Of these handsome student
are you about to partake the crown of mar
tyrdom 7" said Ellen, archly, yet trying ts
suppress The smile on her lips.
"With Henry Clay borne, as his welded
4 wife," said Isabel with dignity, scarcely I
blush tinring the delicate hue of her check
Ellen turned deadly pale--s rush as o
sudden winds sounded through her brain
bu. recovering instantly, she stopped to ca
E rsss tame fawn which was browsing a
her side. We will no, penetrate The secret
ofths, young heart in loneliness, but to-
happy IL il can suffer unseen. Isabel ab
.orbcd 10 the contemplation OF her ow'
h lofv purposes, did not observe the agiia
N lion Of ber cousin. These almost ua'eu