Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1856-05-03
An 1nstrnttipe Gale.
LOVE AND SPITE;
} R, THE B URNT BOQUET

81 can endure this state of things no
longer!" said Charles Glover to himself,
as he closed the door Of his office behind
him, and proceeded up the street with
the firm step of one who has taken de-
cided resolution, and intends carrying it
speedily into effect.
The day was lovely one, the streets
we're crowded with the gay and fashion
able-but Charles-intent upon his own
thoughts-scarcely saw the smiles and
bows with which many blooming face
greeted him as he passed; and short
walk brought him to the house it was
his object to reach.
"Miss Ormsby is at home sir" said
the servant; and in moment Charles
entered the handsome drawing-room
where the beautiful Flora Ormsby was
engaged with some other morning visit
Ors.
A casual observer could not have told, by
her reception of the gentleman, whether
his presence was acceptable or otherwise.
1t was the quiet and well-bred- nothing
more-though Charles detected the slight
blush and the quickencd breathing with
which she continued the conversation his
entrance had interrupted and this more
than made amends to him for the very
small part he was called upon to take in
it, He sat, therefore, little needing the
commonplace which were poured forth
thick and fast by the different members
of the circle, and gazing silently upon
the lovely face of the daughter of the
house, until the rest had paid their part
ing compliments, and the lovers-for
such they were--were at last alone.
But it was not only to lovers eye
that Flora Ormsby was beautiful. As
she stood in the centre of the room,
bowing to her departing guests, her tall
and commanding form reflected at full
length in the mirror behind her, and the
rich glow cast by the crimson curtains
adding a still deeper hue to the brilliant
coloring on her cheek, her large dark
eyes sparkling with animation, and her
lovely mouth wreathed with smiles, you
could not wonder at the exclamation that
involuntarily broke from the lips of a
rival bell-addressed to one she was in
tent on captivating.
Is she not a glorious creature p
eyes," was the answer; "a glorious
creature, indeed But too proud, too
imperious-looking for my ideas of female
loveliness; too much of the Juno about
her-eh, Miss Graham 2"
But we streturn to the lovers, who,
by this time, were seated, side by side,
upon the sofa; Flora's face was still bright
with happiness-that of her lovers
clouded with anxiety.
Flora" he said II have come TO
make last effort to induce you to con-
sent that should speak with your father.
| have yielded too long already to your
wishes, in keeping our engagement Sc
crct. 1t is equally repugnant to my
feelings and my principles to be acting
the part you impose upon me-that Of a
clandestine lover, who can snatch but a
stolen interview. and day after day is
obliged to behold the smiles that are his
only, lavished upon every one rather
than himselfw
"Ah, Charles, you are jealous this
morning. know you are" said Flora,
laughing, "and of such person, too
Only be quiet now, that is a good boy
and l will promise not to firt again with
Mr.. Boswell, for month, at least p
She added then, more gravely-" Can't
you see / only do it to throw-you know
whom---off his guard?'
"But | do not see the use Of having
any subterfuge in such an affair as this.
Why not let all be fair and open? Your
father surely can have no reasonable, OBJ
lections to our engagement My family
is good-my character is unexception-
able and, though not rich, surely
have as fair prospects as most young
men ("
CHARLES, You do not know my father.
His whole soul is set upon wealth, His