The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1853-10-27
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them. 49,.
As they climbed the steep, attentively
listening to the melo dies that hoated on
the air, holding their breath, and tread
ing as softly as possible, all preserved
as if by tacit consent, kind Of religion,
silence. Castor was then the first tc
break it -
well, ladies' said he, as soon a,
they reached the end of their excursion,
what think you of my experiment. p
That there can, indeed, be nothing
more poetic and better calculated tC
favor reveries than this musical journey
in the regions of the infinite but, Mr.
Castor, allow me to ask you this question
perhaps indiscrcet. Is it possible thai
a man like you can combine in so emf.
nent degree two qualities apparently
so Incompatible on the one hand, that
divine spiritualism which scars from the
earth towards the unknown on the
other, that vulgar materialism which
clings to it by the monomania of play
You are rich, you have no need of mon
ey, and l do not think you covetous
You play without excitement, without
ardor; you have not even for gaming
that passion, that frenzy which throws a
charm over many follics and justifes
some.'
"' Certainly, madam; because play
with me is neither passion nor folly (;
it is a pastime, and nothing more.
assure you have no wish to be thought
either romantic or mysterious charac-
ter. L am not seeking, as the novels
say, for soul in unison with my own :;
but | do want to find a woman that shall
stir up within me feelings deeper than l
have hitherto felt. l have had, in my
time, caprices, likings, inclinations, per-
haps, but love, real love, never. My
head has sometimes been captivated, but
my heart has ever preserved its liberty
Let me find the being destined to sub
jugate it, and, without regret, hesitation,
Or reserve, | bid the gaming-table adieu
forever
Pardon me, sir said Malame
Dalburn, interrupting the speaker. 'ItI
is time we went down; l feel by the
trembling of my daughters arm, that
the chill of the evening air has begun to
affect her. .-...
" Let us 60 down then as fast as We
can replied CASTOR quickly. Care for
health SO precious must stand before the
pleasure l feel in pouring
out my thoughts to you. Another time,
With your permission, we will resume
he conversation. Nothing is sweeter
han to philosophize in country scenes.
In that | share the feelings of Jean
Jacques, and we have here, round Spa,
many and many spot that the guest
If Charmettes would most certainly have
owed to contemplate--provided, madam,
'ou will some day accept me as your
,uide.'
&c With pleasure said Madame
Daiburn, if did not shrink from the
atigue.' i
sc A carriage will obviate that
"' Unfortunately, | have not mine
With me, and as for the comfortless car
iages and miserable hacks to be obtain
d here, I will not conceal from you
hat they have not neither my con-
dence nor my predilections.'
Conversing thus, they came to the
oor of the hotel. CASTOR too leave of
he ladies after asking permission to pay
is respects to them, which, considering !
he present state of their intercourse, I
7as granted him without any hesitation. c
"The next day, at the earliest hour $
hat polite usage permitted, Castor pre- @
ented himself at Madame Dalburn's. s
lie held in his hand riding whip with $
gold head richly chased.
&C Pray, madam, forgive me for dis a
irbing you so early this morning; but a
am come to remind you Of promise, I
nd claim its fulillment.' v
Go A promise from me what pro- s
,ise, pray'' b
The one you made me last night. v
GO What did I promise last night p I
To make, with me as your guide,
pilgrimage to the environs.' 1y