The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1839-12-18

exquisite being before him have brought 4
question the reality of sight. The rich bloc
was planting roses in the superb cheeks. ana
through the splended cur.s. that showered over
her face he saw pouting lip aud wiiehing
eye.
= Saint Mary !" whispered De Berlian, as If
he feared 10 frigh,cn the yisiun, "what CRIME.
iarest exile. did you commit IN Heaven =
"Thctt sir" she returned with penitent
sigh, Ii is my only fault; stole Cupid's
aftnse"
"Ihen il is 70 mystery that they ucver
wound yourself" said Walter. recovering ss
mortsliIy Fatal huntress that The
stolen quivcr is nearly empty, in that YOU have
more beaux than arrows, you Nil with the
more deadly artillery of your eyes. Such
is the boasted progress Of refinrmen' iet
spare n triumph so poor rs ! Fire not from
tha, murderous ambush again. The next
glance will read the treasured secret OF years
and his head fe maurntnlly upon his boson
"Oh is there a casket there that will hold
secret so long Give il to me, my own Kind
cousin, and won't look death al You again.
aud she leaned impioringly on bis arm.
alt is yours. my adoted Catharne," he muir
INJURED low aud passionaely, F" love you"
Love me hope you do; would not
have cousin ,ha, did not love me-. She look
ed the sweetest surprise. aud turned demufe
! tace 10 the pcrplexed youth
Rognish counterfeit, aud ridiculous me "
thought he. :" must pretend innocence too
Thr snrest lure for butterfly is painted rose"
De Beuian had read much, seen much and
thought more. His fancy was rich. and his
conversational powers Of the first order. He I'D
vcrtcd to The beautiful scenery around them, and,
insensibly, Calharine was drawn from her PER-
fection of simplicity. Her gifted cousin was
spreading rare repasi with tasteful hand, and
she pariook with kindred enthusiasm. They des-
cauicd on he beauties ofnature." painting"
and music aud wept over" poetry" and the
"p0thefcs.' The consns were shining ina new
and dazzling light. They were surprised at the
extent ofther powers. delig hicd with themsslyrs
aud with each other. Love. 10 the natural order
Of events, was the next theme. and they both
seemed aware nf The law. for Walter was iren-
bling. aud playing with an unsuspeciing little
hand. and Catherine gave her head The naire
droop TO one side, aud looked lelic htully simple.
To me-" said Walter with aspecplative air,
=" II is lnseruiablc that actions aud feelings
should contradict each other In this am un-
biest, fer my tnngpc aihe contdsnt of my
heart, which. rs with your sex, moans, that It
Keeps secrets by calling IN assistance. Now my
consn love you--see how my tongue betrays
iis faiih-do you love me p
g" WHY what do You take me for. Walter
! wv NV Afi' Jaws W Hfd'tU dHd tsFtIl VpluuHbi
US 10 love orr relatives ?"
"Why will you not understand me 7" be ask
ed, with passionate vehemcncc. my love.
heauiiinl woman, ~ not that calm. bnanxious
instinct of kindred. Oh IL is the freshest dew
oi the soul falling on It's fayoriie rose Cathe-
riuc, we were children together and the young
est icndril Of the yinc circles the nearest flow
cr. and il never looscns its clasp for another"
:" Beautiful" she interrupted. with eDlhu-
siasm " but the vine grows. puts forth other
endrils, and the youngest is first 10 decay.
while the poor flower has long since persisted
in its witherng casp-Hcaven save this frail
flower from such keeping ~
"rhey died faithfully togeiher--an emblem
But don't want 10 die. dear. III tell you
skeptic-i named a wreath Of flowers. love-
and threw il on the stream Of isles in our garden.
II 6oatcd eayly on. coquelting with every
wave and bongh, fingered while onihe golden
sands Of a lowered isiet. and gliding away with
\ promise 10 come back A faifcr spot was
ever in yisy--somc FAR sweet isle, in the majes-
~ OF distance. wiiched the lettering voyager ~
long. ill the poor ~ilhcrcd thing of vanity was
stranded on hubble. First love may be siuccre
while il Iasis. bnt the same beaulics Of person
and mind, by the same impulse. will charm in
another. Absence conquers leye by loves own
weapons"
Thank you. sweet COZ, for the lesson you
teach; for, since my idol is the faircsi and besl,
rny faith will never be tempted"
Mine is not equally guarded" she rejoined
laughing. "or rather never loved. don't be-
cyc in that lisping romance OF the nursery
have ifslies enough"
Frailtiss :" said DE Benlan shortly ]
'annot undersisud that scnseless aliectatiou
ghich can name the noblesi passion IN the gift
II heaven a frailty. Yet listen. Catherine" hs
ofiencd as her lip put on ~ hauehtness. 81
NOV that you are kind and gentle as your iawn..
or the child never iorgots The playmate Of his
'radle. Your bosom thrills with sympathy at
he tale Of sorrow. and that liquid eye is lii up
With heavens light when virlne trinmphs.--
surely love would sue TO nestle in heart lika
ours. Ah! there IS g remembrance. sweet
With the fragrance OF other years, which bids
ne SPEAK. Here ubder these trees, VIC have
woven the blue hare-bes together aud You
rave spor,ingly kissed me o then. even then,
conld blye held your soft sweet lips 10 mine,
nd wished that moment eternity. Then
earned TO adore you. and IL there is one feeling
Inmixed with SELF one trait fha, hallows lrailfys
! is the delicious love of eariy yesr. Which
looms and smiles Shen the bead is white and
he eye raylcs,. From binh my nature named
ou happiness, fny honor was woven with you
5 glory. and my young ambition saw you its
raven Mine is fhc love that loves but once,
nd mine offer ther.'
"Thauk you" answered the beauty, in zrap-
nro Of nodesty. {" How proud ana Of my
ousin--so eloquent. so tender. am in tor
neni IN show my triumph
as this your answer!' demanded Walter.
ssiily.
"Whs, is The que,iion siri"
I" Do sou love mcl
That's notfs she returned. sweetly; do
Oh Lore nc"
oh deroiedly, my frs, and fairest" and
e caught her hand.
mot so f,si," she exclaimed, pretending
nrprise; "the first flowers Of spring are airesl
nd frailesi. too. Your oner is p~"'ulsndun