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

something like Hover In the desert-the on
~ one amongst us, young or pretty, and she
was fattercd and petted on all sides. She cal
between her mother aud myself and was con-
tinually putting her pretty face forward on one
side and on the other, 10 answer the compli-
ments and sallies directed 10 her from the gen
tlemen who occupied the middle and front
seats. As. with the exception OF Mr.. Hudson,
they were all of the trust worthy elderly, papa
and uncle order, this did not imply any undue
iorwardness in our young friend. Al any rate.
Mr. Hudson, the only member Of the party not
hors da combat, did not profit by the vantage
ground she offered, TO advance his acquaintance
with her. He now and then glanced his eye
at her, and strikingly open, gentlemanly eye
had Mr.. Hudson, $50 said the mother.) and
sometimes smiled at the jeur d'eSprit that
might have derived portion of their brilliancy
from the bright lips through which they passed,
as water takes hue from the precious ore
through which il sometimes issues. "Mr.
Hudson appears quite TO appreciate Louise"
whispered Mrs. Campbell, land yet did you
ever see one so unpresuming He has not e.
ven ventured to offer her the boquet he gath
cred for her :"
For me, mamma, are you sure he gather
ed il for me p
Certainly my love, for whom else could il
be 7"
Louise was determined the flowers should
not fail of their destination. through the youths
ver-modcsy.
Z" How sweetly pretty your flowers are, Mr..
Hudson" she began.
They are both sweet and pretty, Miss
Campbell"
Fragrant, you mean 2" Mr.. Hudson bow
ed assentingly "that is delightful where
al G,..I
sweet wild flower. ! am passionately fond of
fragrant flowers indeed, think flowers with
out fragrance are quite an imposition. Look
at these" she held up the bunch with which
she had seemed, few moments before, quite
satisfied; "a French flower girl could make
quite as good" she threw them with n pretty
toss OF her head, out of the window and still
on this hint, Mr.. Hudson spake MOTTO the
point.
He very coolly smelt his flowers, and said
he wished certain young Englishman were
in the coach, whom he had heard assert that
American flowers had no fragrance--that the
climate, like the satyr, blew hot and cold on
them; melted and froze the color out of them
He thought he would be satisfied that this o.
pinion like some other foreign opinions, was
rather the result Of his own ignorance than the
just appreciation Of the products of the coun-
Try.
Mrs. Campbell heard his long speech out
begged leave TO smell his fowers--then passed
them to her daughter. and she, after some eo-
quent "Ohs :" and "Ahs" returned them TO
Mr.. Hudson, who received them with a very
polite inclination Of his head, but without any
thing like the anticipated, "pray keep them !"
looked at the mother expecting TO see her a
little crest fallen, but no her face was the
"a, n h,,..
with a slight touch Of pity for the selfdenying
modesty of her new acquaintance. " do not,
doubt" she said to me at the first opportunity,
" that Mr.. Hudson has been TO France, where,
they tell me. il is reckoned very improper to
offer attentions of any sort to q young unmar-
ried lady. He is uncommonly uupresuming
but do you not think he is little too paricu-
lar :"
He may be so-but particularly is good
fault in stage coach, Mrs. Campbell"
Certainly, that is very just remark, and it
will be quite time enough to encourage him
when we arrive at the Springs"
At "the Springs" we arrived in the course Of
the following day, and were received and had
our places assigned us as one party, Of which
the unprcsuming" Mr. Hudson made, so to
speak, an integral part. No mode Of ripening
an acquaintance is so rapid as that Of travelling
two or three days, more or less, in stage
coach. In steamboat, if you are reserved,
quote French syDon-
yme)-you may 90 apart, upon the upper, or
the lower deck-fore or aft-you may drop
your veil and look down into the water, or turn
your back upon the company, and gaze upon
the shore-or you may creep into berth, and
draw a curtain between yourself and the world;
but what art-wbat deyice--what paDoply, can
resist the social system Of stage coach =
Scott somewhere says, i believe ia his chapter
upon equality, that il exists only among the
Houentots he overlooked the temporary but
perfect democracy Of stsge-coach, where each
is reduced 10 a unit, and feels, whatever hls
rank, fortune, or distinction mgy be, as he -,
packed. crowded, and pihoned in. that his next
neighbor, virtually address to him what a surIy
fellow in Jackson meeting" yesterday, said
to a poor man who demonstrated against being
jostled and squeezed What are you, sir!
YOU are nothing, sir, but an indiridualP'
But with the good humored and kiDd-hear-
ed, instead Of hostility, there is a neighborty
fellow feeling. nurtured by the intimate rela-
tious Of a stage coach. Our fellow passengers
seem to us like contemporaries,-wc have set
out with the same purposes and hopes-rnet
with the same dsappoIntments and mschances
I'VE have had our losses together;' IN short
IN a stage coach. as in every mode and coDdi-
ton Of human life. sympathy-the eleete chain
Of social beng-msy be developed, and, instead
Of gall and vinegar. we may ENJOY the sweetest
Of al draughts-the milk Of human Kindness.
Franklin wrote an essay upon the morals OF
q hess. A chapter on the morals Of travelling
might not be improbable 10 country like
ours, where half the population is ailoat about
three months Of every year.
But my short story mus, be finished without
q fear J a moral of any hind.
The Springs, or rather the Spring, which
We had selected for our poste restdnte for some
days. was the celebrated S~eet Spring IN Un-
ION County in Virginia. We chanced to have
arrived there before the fashionable season
Our pretty Louise was very near the sad pre-,
dicament Of belle without beau. She had
however, plenty ef admirers and attendan's.-
Bachelors Of some forty or fifty years stand
ing widowers from the south. rbe bad eon's