Then cea se, my heart-then cease to be opprest, Could thy Narcissa be too early blest ? From my fond arms she took a glorious flight To the fair regions of supernal light, There with her powers enlarg'd, she sits in bowers, Of bliss celestial, deck'd with fadeless flowers, Free from all storms of pestelential woe, No stormy blasts those brilliant regions know; Pleasure there blossoms in the sacred soil, And Jesus grants the beatific smile, O could her mamma know but half the gain She's got by leaving these dull climes of pain, Those floods of tears would leave her watery eyes, And joy and gladness in return arise, Rapture would fill her breast while from her tongue, This truth would sound-"My babe, it cant be long, Before we meet upon that happy shore Where grief ne'er grows, and we shall part no more, Yes tender mother their Narcissa waits And longs to see thee pass the crystal gates, He saw the light, then shut his little eyes On each vain toy below the asure skies, To the bright realms of everlasting day He led rejoiceing young Narcissa's way, And when she there arriv'd; the infant #train With smiles her welcom'd, and she smild again And knew young Zeno he Narcissa knew, And with immortal love, t' embrace each other flew, With salutations such as are above. Where all is peace and harmony and love And now she joins the young ethereal throng, And loud Hossanali's burst from every tongue. But stop, my Muse, their numbers \ are too high For me to paint, to learn them I must die, Then lovely babe farewell-the shortest space Lies now betwixt me and the blissful place, Where I'll in raptures join my darling fair, And she the first to hail me welcome there Espands her little arms with matchless Checks, Cards, Handbills e THE LADY'S 'OR, WEEKLY THE VISITOR. FOR THE USE AND AMUSEMENT OF BOTH SEXES. Saturday, January 18,.....1812. VOL. XIV.7 EXTRACTED. FROM THE FOUNDLING OF BELGRADE. The savage distortion of the No. 13. to glow in lively unison with his A sudden groan dissolved the 'O! my Elvira, O! my Anto- For a moment Alfonso paused upon his countenance, his own settled into calm serenity. In a feeble voice he inquired of whom he merited this seasonable interposition? Alfonso assured him he was in perfect safety; but fearful of the consequences of too much | exertion, begged of him to be tranquil and composed until daylight should enable him to go in search of medical assistance. whether this were so in reality had now become of little consequence. The mind cannot encompass at the same inst, two objects with equal degrees of interest. We want the liberty of indifference. The strongest impression uniformly holds pre-eminence. All personal alarm was forgotten in the anxiety to extend relief to the unhappy object of his contemplation. He still held the hand of him he wished to save. Now and then a feeble effort was made to release it. At length he began, in the first place, to quiet the fears of the stranger, to assure him of his safety, and to tender to him every assistance he could bestow.-The heart never enjoys delight equal to that which it feels in administering happiness to another. Alfonso in pouring forth the flowings of his sensibility, partook of that exquisite pleasure which he imparted so seasonably to the wonder-pable ing object of his solicitude. 'Ah do not leave me,' cried the stranger, 'I do not think my wound will prove fatal. It is painful I grant, and my loss of blood has been profuse; but methinks. the weapon struck no vital part. Beside the villain Diego lurks in the neighborhood and will way-lay you, as well, for tendering assistance to me, as to prevent your becoming testimony against him. Then will he return to finish the work he has begun--no longer caof resistance he will find me an easy prey!' Alfonso soon quieted his fears by pointing to the ruffian's lifeless corpse. Again he intreated him to be composed; he feared the Poor old man! reviving from the agonies of suspense, snatched from the gripe of the assassin, to behold himself amid this scene of horror, protected, pitied, cherish-consequences of over-exertion, and ed-Half raising himself upon one elbow and looking over the other as if doubting the reality of what he heard-still grasping the hand of Alfonso-his enquiring eye spoke the language he could not articulate-again he doubted; but soon as he witnessed the sword drop from Alfonso's hand and the mild compassion which beamed at length succeeded in dissipating that he should now be deceived. sicaded, and he had the power at quired he of the stranger, had Diego any accomplice? or have you any, domestics with you?" all that was enviable on this side the grave-and by a villain--a nephew too--whose blood I envy you! Across this common had we to pass. Whether by accident, or from the hellish contrivance of Diego the carriage broke down close by where we are. The day was far advanced. The atmosphere already darkened with accumulating vapour, and lowering clouds announced the approaching hurricane. No means were left to repair our carriage; no alternative but to continue through the night unsheltered from the storm. This hovel at length discovered itself, and we were glad to embrace the miserable accom. modation it presenter. Though no slave of superstition, I could not banish from me the harid forebodings which agitated my spirits as we entered this apartment-a fearful pressage of what was to follow vibrated on every nerve. The fibres of the heart 'Only one,' was the reply, but the coward fled. Without one spark of gratitude for an old, indulgent master, he tamely submited to a conspiracy against his house; and, without courage to defend a life which had been the succor and only prop of his own, barely fled that my wife and daughter should be butchered before my eyes. Had Sebastian stood but true, my God! what should I have given-O matchless villany!but yesterday I passed my peaceful domain, surrounded by every blessing which honor, affluence, and domestic happiness could desire. The past, but for one exception, has been a series of sweet enjoyment; and the prospect of the future presented, in rich continuity, the succession of what were gone! Aias, how impervious the veil which shuts the fu-shrunk back as if death stood armture from our view. In one hour ed in every s hape before my eyes have I fallen from a pinnacle of--involuntarily I witheld my wife, splendid affluence to a state of clasped her in my arms-'twas bankruptcy, never to be settled or our last embrace--portentous owound up. Mine is a tale of woe! men of her approaching butche —every social tic is burst assunder ry! -all my offlictions are in arms within me; and like an host af flinty creditors devour the schedule of my miserable estate. In me, behold the duke Aranza, yester. day he was the happiest of the happy--yesterday he was a husband-O! matchless wife-a father row bereaved of filial love- Throughout our journey I remarked a peculiar uneasiness to overspread the countenance of Diego. It was impossible to overLook the change I saw without inquiring the cause. He felt the keenness of the remark; but, consumate hypocrite as he was, he had an answer ready to ensnare. So deeply had the fend found a place in my affection, that he was dear to me as an only son. But a few hours back, and I looked for ward with every pleasing hope to the moment the monster, united to my daughter, should present me with issue to heir the titles and the fertune of a house destined to be extinguished and cut short from posterity by the very hand it fostered! The hovel was without an in'habitant; but the embers of the fire and furniture, mean as it is, seemed but recently deserted. Diego represented it as a place where, formerly benighted he had sought shelter. He spoke of the cottager as a plain industrious man-one whose hospitality might ernament more elevated life. His absence he treated with unconcern; fuel, perchance provision might be his errand abroad. So dexter ous indeed, were his explanations that suspicion was lulled into security, and we became forgetful even of the very comforts we stood most in need. In fine, my wife and daughter, having previously put up their accustomed prayers to heaven, took possession of this pallet, and soon began to taste the Sweets of innocent repose. Diego muffled up in his mantle upon yonder bench, seemed following their example. Sebastian having provided for his horses, lay along the floor. The hour was yet early, and I seated myself by the fire in hopes of apologizing to our host Horrible was the dream l'had. The germin of natures terrors was exhausted with the monstrous forms embodied by the imagination. Methought, while traversing my domain accompanied by my wife and daughter, we chanced to light upon a wretched traveller extended on the ground, and weltering in his blood-speechless, exhausted, and ready to expire under many a wound. Horror at first nailed us to the spot; but commiseration and a desire to relieve his misery were instantly predominate in each. My wife and I flew to raise his head; Antonio ran for water to bathe his wounds, and to moisten lips whose livid tinge was another indication of daparting life. Methought we succeeded in bringing back animation, and removing the hapless unknown to our home. Time, and no ordinary care, brings on a rapid change, finally methinks, to restore this object of our watchful solicitude to repay us with the sweet consolation of our human endeavours. O listen to the reward, methought my benevolence experienced from this ingrate Behold him to put off the shape and appearance of an human form thus haggard and deformed, now crawling like a reptile--now bristling up like the merciless byena--now extending the talons of |