The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1858-04-24

| for | never before felt snCh glow Of love a
the thought oimy dear Blanch brought aroun,
my heart md some kind angel whispere,
that fervcnt devotion was returned BY her.
Here the door opening, Kate steppc,
quickly into the room, and clapping he
lands, with a loud ringing laugh, exclaimed
Why Mr.. Rayman, is 1t possible have
caught you telling your beads at this altar I!
Do you not know how jealous | grow to sec
you flirting with other damscls! But then
trust this young devotion
Is but to keep your zeal in notion
&c All, Blanch I'll be angry with You, if by
your wilcs and bright eyes you steal one
rhrob of Walters constant heart from his
darling Kate.'
This speech was made with whitening irony
and laughing scorn. and tlle aiparition was
so sudden. so unexpected, so like a clap oil
thunder ip the midst Of a clear sky, that Kate
had advanced to the middle of the room. and
finished her ironical salutaion, ere Waiter
recovered his senses sufficient to arise from
his supplicatng posture before Blauch, who
raising hcrselto her proud height, laughed
scornfully in concert with Kate, and without
speaking word drew back in derision, while
her proud lip curled and her eyes shot fire
upon the almost anihilated gallant Walter
Rayman. Kate still continued to ply him
with her unmerciful sarcasm.
"Why don't you speak to your darling
Kate, has t lie sight Of her so oyerioycd you,
that you have lost the power Of articulation
bethought me Of this little surprise IN order
to make our first meeting, after so long an
absence, the more interesting.
My dear friend Blanch---l am pleased to
getting up some theatrcaIsls on small
scale. She or | am 10 act the character OF
Juliet, and Va have chosen you to play the
part OF Romeo. Come now you must agree.
You know you can't deny Inc anything. No
man ever loved woman MS you do nae -
g For Gods sake katG torbcari' groaned
Walter, at last finding his voice. Both the
ladies' here joined in the laugh at their
victims pleading looks and woe begone cx-
PRESTON"
e. If ever deceive YOU, topc l may be
banished from the race ofmcn,'" continued
Kaic. "'l hope my soul may be rscAcd i'll
endless tormcntS.'
'You are, indeed, to me, precious
The provoking Kate went on, quoting from
Rayman'S letter. "',The gold among the
quartz--a diamond found amid the Sand-a
gem pluclsed from the dross that surrounds
you!'"
{" These arc some passages from oar new
play, Mr.. Rayman' Blanca remarked,
. don't you think Kate Possesses fine
talent for the drama Z"
90 But ! am merely reciging some Of the
finest passages to Mr.. Rayman, which, with
his fine dramatic powers, he is expected to
present in all their richness and beauty"
Oh Heaven, do not--do not, pluck from
me this celestial flower, do not rob me Of
this joy, do not deprive Inc Of this full and
entire happiness!
Il looked forward with Understandable
emotions to the hour, when that sacred vow
now registered in heaven shall be made
manifest on carth!'
Do you not think these passages very
linc?'' persisted the incorrigible Kate
{. You must not neglect to make use Of your
finest artistic skill to draw out their latent
beauties.
g And throw into them that deep pathos,
and inploring look, which have so often
Witnessed, and Of which you were giving
B!anch u specimen when interrupted you"
' You have neglected, think, the very
finest passage in the play " said Blanch,
g which allow me to repeat
Elm possessing your love, feel richer than
twenty seas if all their sands were pearl, their
waters nectar, and their rocks fine gold p
At this cross fire, Walter, scizing his hat
bolted for the door.
Three words dear Romeo, and good
night, indeed!' cried Kate, with sardonc
laugh. Blanch, calling after him, said
g Your health, Mr.. Raymau, at parting ;
may your harmless gallantries reap many
harvests like the present.o Her words were
lost upon The wind. Walter had mounted his
horse and the echo of his hoors died away
the next minute in the distance. The story
went abroad, Of the gallant Walter Rayman's
adventures, and our dashing hero became q
recuse--was seldom seen abroad, save, like
the owls and bats, when the shadows Of night
yelled him.
Rose Hill, Cecil coultH