The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-03-25
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A WOman's Sacrifice.

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Il set, were excellent, while it was con-
venient to the city of Boston Therefore
it was not surprising that pleasant and
select party were there assembled to pass
the summer Among the ladies who call
for especial notice were Cecil Dare and
Flora Maxwell, the latter being as mis-
chievous girl as one would wish to find,
while the former was remarkable for her
beauty, and dignity of character. Among
the young men who were of the party that
summer, we need only mention Percie Len
nox and Give Harold, and both of these
were striving to win the favor of Cecil. The
evening on which our story opens there had
been charade, and after one of the acts,
Percie had found Miss Dare in the little
dark room used as a dressing room by those
taking part in the performance and had
taken that opportunity to make known his
feelings. But all unknown to the lovers
in dark corner Of that darkened room
pale eager face watched the unsuspicious
pair with stealthy fierceness, and Give
Harold muttered under his breath: PITY
to spoil your heroics, beau monsieur, but
the slender hair that upheld the sword of
Damoces is parting fast; you shall feel my
vengeance before another sun sets !''
The charades and tableaux were voted
grand success by the Wachahasset audi
ence, and the actors wound up with jolly
little supper in the dining-room. But Ce-
Gil was SO tired, and yet SO excited and
happy, that she hardly closed her eyes be-
fore dawn, and therefore, when she did fall
asleep, slumbered calmly on until almost
dinner-time.
cat last p Flora called out, merrily, as
Cecil made her appearance on the piazza
when the dinner-bell rang: "You were
sleeping SO nicely that would not wake
you. Mr.. Lennox, where are Cecips let
ters?"
"Here," said Percie, giving his hand
with the letters "don't mind us read
them, please" Cecil felt herself flushing
as she opened them
"Father is in Montreal, Flora" said she
as she read, "going to make the trip of the
Thousand Isles, leaving mother at Toronto.
His leave lasts three weeks longer, and we
must meet him at Niagara on the 30th."
{" shall meet the ommodore--perhaps"'
was whispered in her ear as Percie stopped
to pick up her fan. But she only laughed
little in reply, as they walked out to din
ner together.
Percie told her during the meal that he
must leave her this afternoon and sail ovel
to Patchongue to send business telegram
O. shall return as soon as can, but the
breeze is light, and l doubt If reach home
much before tea. After that will you &c
up to the lighthouse with me? You've
been talking of it for some days"
"Yes indeed can't we go alone without
the others?'
''I'n manage it," said he, smiling
t"Come down to the pier and see the Mon
arch go off,
g Where away9'' said Flora, as the.
passed her, standing in the door with Har
old. h5l.','. ,., 3,,,s gr
,''Tm off for Patchongue, and Miss Ceci
Is going 70 the pier. Harold, will you COM
with us for the, saii2, III be happy TO tax,
you on board, or il you prefer it, W.
might have another race between tn
y. Monarch and the Una.' 7 saas
'iN a"Tbank you, neither said Harold. 80
have been beaten once too oftenby scar
let and wlita' To risk another trial. until