The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1839-08-14
Established A, ID. 1900.


I produced a sensation. and was quiet and retir-'
! ing, and Mr. Hudson much more attentive.
and interested than had ever seen him before.
that began to think the mother was not at'
fault. and that our Mr.. Hudson was as like the
unptesuming hermit lover. as whiskefed. we'll
dressed, Springs lounger could be. Twas con-
hrmed in this belief and convinced thst nc,
would soon "talk Of love" when oh-goine WIN
Louise to her cabin in search Of something she
had left behind. we saw, on her table, book.
neatly developed in white paper, on which was
written in pencil, "IO l.. c. from c. H." and.
under il the frite quotation from the textbook
of lovers, The world is divided into two parts
that where she is, and that where she Is not.
"How very odd !" exclaimed Louise, BLUSH
ing. and smiling, and untying, with huftering
hand, the blue ribbon wound around the epvel-
ope. She opened the book. IL was blank
album, with flowers pressed between its leaves
the very flowers that the unpresuming Mr..
Hudson" had not the courage to offer TO Lou
so on the first day Of their acquaintance. Here.
they were embalmed by love and poetry; for on =
each page was pencilled quoted stanza from
some popular amorous poet. We had hardly
time TO glance our eyes over them, when the
horn OF the Fincastle coach sounded its note OF
preparation. "What all, TO do p said LOU
ise "why did not that stupid chambermaid
give me the book before he Thought had
seen II, aud that explains his being in such
spirits, and mama telling him, TOO, she was glad
he was going on with US he must think It as
good as settled What am TO do j cant
leave it--can :"
"Not IL you choose TO take it," | replied,
implying the advice she wished
Then do, dear Miss, just wrap II up IN
that shawl OF yours, and while am getting I'M
to the coach, you can just tuck II into my car
pet-bas. j can show II to mamma, aud u re-
turn il, there is no harm done, for he is so un-
presuming but is il not droll, his flaming forth
so all ofa sudden 7"
Very "drolI!" and inexplcable, certainly,
did appear TO me this new phase Of the Pro-
teus passion, and maryeling, | followed my
young friend, scrupulously coneealing the al
bum in the folds Of my shawl. As we leit the
door Of the cabin Louise had occupied, we
saw, in the walk just before us, the two ladies'
Of whose arrival we had been apprized.
"Oh I" exclaimed Louise. how much
that young lady's walk is like Laura Clay's!ir
At the sound Of her name the stranger turn
ed. and proved TO be an old schoolmate Of
Louise's l took advantage Of the moment when
the young ladies' were exchanging their aflec-
tionate greetings, to perform my delicate com
mission, and having ordered in the carpet-bag,
! had drawn il into one corner Of the room,
and was just unplacing it, when the two girls
came in.
"Iow very provoking" said Louise, "that
We are going just as you have arrived"
"And only think" returned her friend, "of
the chambermaid telling me was TO have the
room Of young lady going in the Fincastle
coach, and my never dreaming Of that young
lady being you, and we could have had such
nice times in that room together, have so
much to tell you ~
81 have the drolcst thing to tell you y"
said Louise but. by the way, heard you
were engaged,"--the young lady smiled" is
il true l''--shc nodded assent" oh, tell me-
TO wboml am dying to know--the deuce
take that horn Just tell his naInc."
"CbarIes Hudson"
Charles Hudson !"
"Ycs, my dcar-Chsrles Hudson--is II not
too curious You should have been week here
with him, and not found it out
Louise was too much astonishcd to reply.
She cast an imploring glance towards me, and
], while reaccd the bag. returned look that
assured her that the album should be secretly
restored to its right place. Mr. Hudson's un-
natural GOODNESS to the charms Of my pretty
little friend, the mystery Of the book-Miss
Clay's initials being the same as Miss Camp
bells-all was explained. Louise concealed
her bushes in hasty parting embrace. and as
she stepped into the carriage, ] heard her
mother saying to Mr.. Hudson. .......
"Not going with us why did you change
your mind :"
Some friends have arrived here, Madam,
whom expected to have met at the Natural
Bridge"
Mrs. Campbell bowed for the last time to-.
the unpresuming Mr.. Hudson. The coacN
drove off, and left me medtating upon the tr-
ais Of pretty young girl who is chaperoned to
watering places by silly, expecting, and cred
uous mother.