The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1838-11-28


! [C0ntinued from the Republican Of he 7h inst.I
The ancient borough of Hartford for sew.
eral days previous to the memorable thirty.
first of October, was in state of great and
unwonied agitation. Anxiety SAT upon the
brows Of all men. The blacksmith deser-
ted his anvil; the shoemaker his last the
shop keeper his counter the old crept from
their chimney nook F.; the young left their
sports; the industrious became idle and the
idle busy TO collect together in groups, to
discuss the perilous state ofthe times. The
Assembly had met daily in the town-hall to
examine the position in which they stood,
and devise measures for preserving the
Charter. The evening on which Sir Ed
mund Andross entered the town, they were
still in session. Favored by his disguise
and the thickening night, he rode along its
principal tborougbfare, without meeting a.
ny interruption. As he passed tho town
hall,-ils size and location rendering il con-
spicuous, even TO a stranger,-tbe lights in
the windows and throRg about the doors,
showed that the colonial council wore as
sembled there. ..r. ... ..
| He rode on at n pace that soon brought
him and his slave ia front Of an imposing
mansion, aristocratically lifting lis snow
white walls amid grove Of stately trees.
1t appeared to be placed in the midst of
extensive grounds, partly lawn, partly gar
den, with an avenue leading from its porti
CO to the street. Here it terminated in a
spacious gateway, the pillars of which were
surmounted by two small lions, sculptured
from the red free stone which abounds in
that region.-He drew up at the gate, dis
mounted, and bidding the slave secure the
horses and follow him, he cautiously enter
ed the avenue. Moving lightly, and list
ening as he went, he approached the house,
two or three apartments Of which were
lighted, giving it lively and hospitable ap-
pearancc.
"Take this ring Cato," ho said stepping
aside, as he spoke, to the covert Of u large
chestnut which grew near the house, its
huge limbs almost touching it Ask fol
Helen,-you saw her in England. Tel
her wait here to see her." ....
! The slave was soon in the house, and af
ter moments delay, an elegant woman
not more than twenty years of age, made
her appearance in the hall, the whole range
of which, the door being open, Andross
commanded from his post Of observation.
Did you desire TO speak with me r
she asked, advancing with graceful dignity
and with condescending manner. What,
Cato 7" she exclaimed in a tone between
surprise and pleasure.
You are not alone Where is"
Here be um ring, Missus."
The lady seized the emerald, gazed up.
on it an instnnt,-pressed il to her lips, md
then asked in low eager tone, " where -
"Dere" replied The negro, pointing with
his chin aud n jerk Of his shoulder towards
the chestnut. Helen flew past him and the
next moment was pressed to the heart Of
her lover.
HeleS Pierpont vas the orphan niece
and adopted daughter Of Governor Treat.
He had taken her in infancy, to replace the
loss Of an only child aud had transferred
to his protegee nll his poternal love. When
che was twelve years Of age he sent her to
England, where she received a superior ed.
ucation, and where her manners were form
ed on the most fashionable and high-bred
scale. In London on Ser presentation to
court, Sir Edmund Andross, nm accom-
plished cavalier and fsvorite, both Of his
prince and the ladies Of the court, saw her,
and becsme eusmored Of her. lie sought
her society. and the week before she set
sail for the province, he had received from
lips Of the hsugbiy American beauty, q
confession Of requited love. SIR Edmund
Andross was mas Of the world.--s brave
soldier,-a polished genllemsp.--aud with
all, a courtier Of Charles the Seconds reign.
His face and figure was uneIceptionsble !;
and although his nature was somewhat
stern and bi, temper hssiy,-iielen saw in
both, rather the natural attributes of the
soldier, than the fsiIings Of the n'an.
His powers of pleasing were various and
unsurpassed. lie knew how tn awaken
from, it's secret recesses the love that slum-
bers in ,h4 maiden's heart and seldom fsil-