The spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1840-1844, 1842-04-15

over her eyes, she felt ring upon the finger oflhe
youth, However, she said not what she thought,
but laughingly exclaimed, Il know you well. You
are Jacqueline; and onyour finger is the ring which
Luhm gave YOU
'You are wrong' whispered the voice behind
her; 'and as you have no, guessed correctly, have
to punish you And the lips which whisp cred
that impressed kiss upon Florettas beautiful neck
The punishment seemed 10 irritate her. for she tried
very hard to get loose But she was SO encircled
that she could not move.
When she saw her labor was in vain, she c'led
out, Let me so, Mmettc, you ugly gil; now
know you. You mean TO repay the joke l played
upon you when three weeks ago held your eyes,
when you were in an interesting conversation with
Carlos
you are wrong nsain' whispered the voice and
The punishment was repeated with three kisses on
her gently bent neck.
Florelm started at every kiss, and begged for
liberty, but received it not. But she did not seem
10 be so anxious for her liberty; for why did she
not name him whom she knew 1t could have
been only from sheer caprice, and pretty girls
arn,apt at times TO be capricious In fine, she drew
upon herself for the third time, repetition of the
punishment, and said, We'll then, it is no other
than Rosne Vades, the most malicious girl in tho
whole village or neghborhood, at whom yester-
day threw almonds, as she was sitting alone in the
window, thinking of, Heaven knows who. Well,
were you frightened at the shower of almonds,
and thought they came from heaven"
Ear iiom the mark" whispered tho voice, and
now the kisses on the neck could not be couned
they followed each other like the shower of al
monds. Suddenly Florelta stepped backwards and
escaped from her confinement. She turned around.
There stood Henry There stood Florciia. Each
looked ut the other viii quiet smile She, how
every, raised, menacngly, but modestly and smi-
ingly, her finger, and said, Could believe that
you would have been so rude' Before you, my
lord, we must be on our guard
lie now craved pardon for his boldncss: had ne
not done so, the rudncss would have been forgiven.
But now, because he asked for mercy, she quickly
concluded that he did not deserve it, You should
then have heard what touching expressions he used
10 soften heart; or have seen how vcxcd aud pou-
ing she was, and how she turned hersel hathaway
from him, and aside uttered her reproaches, or
seen how submssvely he approached her,and how
she retreated q step back: how the one claspcd his
hands, as if to pray to her, and the other, with her
head bent down, pulled the leaves from the trees
and tore of the buds. Finally, tears rushed into
Floreiia's eyes, so deeply grevcd was she by his
bodness: her voice trembled, and seemed to be lost
in sobs. Nevertheless, he spoke great deal, and
she very little, and pretended not TO hear him -
plucked all the foliage from the nearest tree, and
pressed all the leaves which she pulled of in her
hands
When he saw that it was all in vain, he said, q
will 90 FIoreta irmy presence is so dsngrceabe to
yO". I''"i 80, II yUu are 50 ineXoraDie, ana Lun-
not pardon joke. will 90, and never come be-
without the consolation that you are not angry with
me- Say only one world am not angry
lie sighed, and dropped on his knees before her.
She smiled swec,ly through her tears at the fine
handsom youth, who with his casped hands knec-
ing before her. appeared too imp!orng. She could
not help but smile, AMI taking her hands fall of
leaves threw them upon his head, so that he was
entirely covered, and then laughing, ran away.
He FASTENED after her. Both were now merry
again. Now, confess to me- said Florettn, that
you have suppanted my father in his office, and
made here new garden.
He readily confessed. 'When Fioret,a comes
to the fountain Of Garenne, she shall think of me
even against her will. will ssrround it with the
'ovclies, flowers which can find or purchase
Could buy all the joys of heaven, with them
would encircle thee
very kind' answered Floreita, 'but young sir,
my father is not at all pleased with you. You dis
turb this garden, and Transplant, the flowers before
their time TO die. You have not even once water
ed them
Had only watering pot!'
Hardly twenty steps from here, there, where
the door is open in the grolto, you would have
found one, if you had only looked little
With that they both sprang forward, found the
the watering pot Both ono after the other water
ed the flowers, and consulted how the circle round
the fountain nigh, be beauifed.
Thus the time gded by, and Fore,ta has,cned
back 10 the house Of her father
| yIII.--THE EVENING.
Every day now the Prince abored at his garden
improvements They delighted him.. Lucas aided
him. Floretta failed not 10 walk up and dowr.
give her advice, and in the evening to water the
'ranspanted flowers. Even the Queen Johanna
came, and saw what her son was doing. The
King of France found little there TO his taste. the
Duke Of Gus still less; but so much the more the
Prince of Bearn himself
In after years indeed he had more various. more
splendid more luxurious, land more glorious nnuse-
men's; but never sweeter ones than 10 tho simple
ily of his gardeners life Illuminated By the magic
of first love.
Flore,ta and Henry looked upon each other with
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