The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1864-08-03

Wallace, but methinks she has already
sufficient number of presents from others.
And but iew-yes | am content said
Rose.
-''You appreciate yours, Rose, which she
does not. She is a coquette, and can never
love.
Rose smiled at this remark of the youth,
and they then returned to the house to-
sc her.
1t was not long before Florence assaled
Wallace, with an indignant trown upon her
brow.
Il saw the wreath l gave you decorating
the brow of Rose.
Il see, " replied he, ''Mr Bradley's ring
decorating your finger"
Had you cared for the giver you would
have respected the gilt
Had you cared for the donor you would
not have accepted the ring, said Wallace,
with some warmth.
Il will convince you that care nothing
for Mr.. Bradley" replied the deceitful
Florence. .r
That evening they were all at the opera.
Urban, who almost cOurtcd the spinStcr as
much as Florence, was now paying marked
attention to the former Florence, true to
her promise, and assured Of having too
great a power over her rich beau to endan-
ger his fancy, now practiccd all her art on
Wallace, without scarcely once turning to
Urban. Wallace could not but yield atten-
ton to her incessant clatter, and during
considerable lcngth oftime he could find no
opportunity Of bestowing word on the
mute and silent Rose. The spinster's
frowns and mods had no effect. F,orence
continued the assault until the curtain lose
and the charming voice Of the celebrated
vocalist inspired profound silence. 49,
Urban affected all that was fashionable
Now his splendid opera glass was pointed to
the performers, and now to some portion Of
the audience. He sportcd his gold srccta-
c'es bis diamond ring and ieweled watch.
He learned and practiced attitudes Of the
last foppsh cast, and thoght himself being
of importance, as did also the spinSter and
Florence After the end Of the first act,
Urban turned to Florence and percciving
the ring he gave her on Wa,laces finger,
rema' ked: .,-. ...-
Your ring is gone; has some one stolen
it?' ..rgr.
II have it, sir | presume you would in
sinuate that am capable Of becoming
thiefY' said Wallace. 4.
1--WE know not who are honest'' replied
Urban, evidently intending to introduce a
quarrel .-.. ..-.
"Let it rest for the present. tomorrow
you shall hear from me. .|s -...
Give me the ring, Wallace said Flor
ence earnestly.
"Not till you have said you placed it on
my finger yourself" said Wallace.
lust then two strangers entered the box
and after scanning the company some mo-
mcnts in silence, addressed Urban.
lis your name Bradley2'
1T is; what is your will with me?'s
we wash you to ccompanyuSto prison,
remarked the other, at the same time az
resting the houor-stllcken man.
Without the ability to utter a word, the
fine. wealthy beau was instantly conducted to
a vile prison. The next day it was ascer-
tanned that he had long beena counteneiter.
Florence protested that she had always
hated Mr.. Bradley, and but lightly regarded
the catastrophe. But Miss Maude, after
denouncing all the male race as base decei-
vers, went into Mysteries. ia
Florence redoubled her efforts to make
conquest of Wallace, and he in conformity
to his resolve, sought her gracious smiles,
but often changed them into fiowns by
speaking kind word to Roe. AT length
be became more interested than he had an
and felt that he must incvidently
His perplexity for a time was removed by
the arrival Of messenger, with. whom he
instantly set out from the city. In his ten
der farewell to Florence. her serious express
SIGN Of features puzzled him little-Rose
did little more than give him her hand in
silence
After the lapse of some months, Wallace
returned a changed being his clothes be-
came threadbare and his face detected
Florence family strove to exert her influence
over him, though at the same time had her
host Of admirers. Rose, the gentle Rose,
was ever the same in all things. A few more
elapsed, and Wallace S thought vi
brow assumed a deep dependency border
ing on despair. Miss Maude abruptly in
quired the cause.
MY uncle has ceased to remit me any
thing, and all friendly intercourse between
us is forever at an end
There, that's just what | thought the
great mystery was" said the spinSter, ri
sing and joining the family, to whom she
the news. Wallace soon met
Florence, who expressed her sorrow in few
cold words and passed on. vs. 1.H. - ..G.
'Alas it is too true, that even the young
and innocent have instilled into them avenal
estimate of wealth. But few months
since when she believed me the heir of thou
sands, L was everything desirable in her
sight. Saying this he sought Rose among
the flowers. ... ...r.. ....I III
'Here, Wallace, is a beautiful boquet.-
Cheer.up | am sure none respect you the
less in consequence of your misiortunes An
honest heart is better than gold. A william
may possess the one, but not the other"
Delighted, he caught her hand and press
ed it to his lips, and whispering something,
departed abruptly. sal asl"r
That nighta gay party assembled at the
widow $. Mirh, music and dancing abound
ed. Wallace was inquired for by some of
the guests his story was told, and was soon
forgotten, But when the revelry was at its
highest glee, splendid carriage drew up
in front of the house. Soon Wallace Clif-
ford, the sole possessef Of, his deceased un-
Gle 5. fortune,I descended. Wallace entered
in rich attire and bowing to the astonshed
company, seated himself near Rose, That
night Rose was his promised bride. He
never lepented his strategem, and long lived
a happy husband. III Il IF'.G" &,T III,
One at time Florehcc's lovers left her,
that lady who had favors for all,
could have no heart for any. The coquette
died an old maid. rr,i
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