The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1839-12-25

Forget il. oh forget the sound
Thai had such fatal p0wer to wound
II was not meant TO deeply dwell
Win such a dark and wilherBg spell;
Il was nui meant 10 give q pain
Thai kind tones could No, heal again.
a haSly word will sOmetim-S start
From out an owe buIdrnrd heart
That ivarS, however fast they fall
Can ne'er again lis sound recall
And ume, as still il onward rolls,
DIVIDES, yet more the once knit souls.
Unnl the heart Is only SirIed
With memory Of ha>iy word.
Miss [. n Waterman.
FoR some moments the cousins were silent.
To third rerson it would have appeared quite
a scene. The young De Benian stood gloom
lily apart. lie was a boy in years. but under a
somea hat saddeued demeanor, indicating ma
turiiy OF though, beyond his age-hr hid the
fire aud haug hIluess of hIgh- born souihron
1t is no comfortable thing--a fau rejection
ior there is DO Humiliation so reSourcrlrss as
thai OF personal vanity. Pride humbled has its
balm in the sOul"-but wounded VANITY. like
a butterfly beaten down, in a shower only soils
lis wings The more when it tries to ly
Cstharne looked as smiling as Hebc. for
al first she ~ickedly enjoyed her lovers cha.
grin yet she felt Tor him her own pride and
she had d plenty. whispered The scoru of re-
iusal. She would not have forgiven another of
her seX who had rejected her noble cousin
Ah the arcbers leaIhered messenger OF sishs
was on the air. and the aim was aial-IIcr
splendid eye languished behind their lashes
strung with stealing tears The roses. white
aud read, were yanqushed by turus Jron her
cheeks. aud her frame thrilled with the luxury
OF maiden fear as she thought " how delightful
it will he to chase away his lrowus I'll smile
my sweetest. for oh this must be love -
Alas that our hest resolves are often moment
TOO late Thee is a fatality in every passing
minute aud the traveller often hurries to the
shore but In time TO see his bari, adril
Cahariue did smile her sweetest, for her
look was the tender charity of an angel Tell
me. Knight Of the Rueful Nisage." she asked
IN tones Of heavenly consolation, why staudest
thou here lorlorn Hast bssely left the col
lege iili and tournament ior the bower oi thy
lady love !"
&" J am happy, exceedingly so. that have
something gratifying 10 tell you" answered
Walter. with bitter expression of pleasure
" am expelled"
Expelled, Walter DE Beirisn expelled :
FOR what ! my dearest cousn." cried she feel
inely, as she took his burning hand, and look
ed with tears into his face.
For fighting a duel" was the stern and
measured reply.
The vision that paed before him haunted
De BerriaD for years through the moan OF the
sea aud the Stiffness of the nig ight-watch. Slow
ly her white hands pressed away from her aShy
face the riugleis that would have hid It's anger
She dlew herself up, and scanned the astonisb-
ed youth as if nediraliue whether he were
worthy u curse. He would have given worlds
TO have recalled his reckless speech, for the
wllherng gaze of lhe Imperious aud indignant
Cathariur was freezing hIs young hearl.
And you have dared" she spoke at length
in widest scorn, to lay a, my feet the insult
ln2 love Of \ duellst yon would lead ne TO the
holy altar with a hand of blOod-wrearhe the
brow Of Catharine llarman with bridal flowers
that hide murderers steel! Leave me sir,
forever"
The first soft pencilling of the rising moon
fell upon her face. before 50 beautiful IN its
cOquetIisb play: but now il was pale and STARK
as OF one who has met the shaft Of death m the
uterancc Of curse. She turned away with
gesture of eternal parting. and drsOla'ion fell
upon her unhappy cousin rs when the leaves
OF the almond FAINT at the sweep O. the deserts
breath. Nothing N feeling IS 90 intensely ms
cradle as the shrinking wferchedness OF the
young heart before the gloom OF a hopeless iu-
ture. Starting dislracredly. as a mourner de-
MED at tbe prison gate, the young man caught
his stately cousin by the arm, aud wildly i'm
plored her thus
Hear me but moment. unjust Cslharine,
for. by Heaven. 90 as you bid me. When
your brother and mine vas taken away, you
bowed to the woe OF b;ighted promise-the
misery Of rhperles4 loveliness-oh by that re-
membrance plead a moments hearing Tor
the grass is long on my mothers grave. who
loved you no less than mc-l am alone. for
your curse-yes yours--is yet f,Hg,n2 on this
AR. Why Is love-devoiion, crime Why
am ]. who never broaihed your name but ~
votary at his shrine, spurned with words too
damUing for the doom OF a hend Ii IS bard
when our feelings, our weaknesses, are sighted
by the Indifferent; bnt when our dearest hopes
are scOiDed, by those We love. it is more bitter
than a dishonored erave-'- -Catharlne. my cou-
SIN and playmate. forgive me. for 20 forever
Go. aud never again may my eyes light on
one OF that hated class that murdered my
brother"
Yet that brother was duellisi."
Leave me. leave me. never speak 10 me A.
gain - she wildly shrisked.
NcFer,' slosIy repeated DE Beuian. fold
lng bis arms, mofe ~ sUrrow Than in anger, ot
the dangerous pcrefsiiy Of this adored cousin.
She delghned not hook. but moved haughtiiy
off; and Then the fery pride Of his nature lash.
ed IN Walters stern deep eye. aud the blond OF
a lofty soul that scOrns to clear up a causeless
wrong, hurried aud tD2led IN his check.
Your lesson Is bitter but well taught. Miss
Hsrmao. can be as proud and unbeDdIng rs
you, for the Hartman blood runs bore in heart
as easily taught 10 hate as your osn. Yet my
hands are stainless. IL was my glory 10 love
you honorabiy. You have conquered. bot
never friumphed; FOR Bruins goes noi bound
10 Rome. ! an young" confined DE BeT-
rao. 10 the fulness of bis injury. and the
world was beautiful before pie. felt within
soul Of honor snd love. and uomsn sas my