The Magnolia gazette. [volume] (Magnolia, Miss.) 1872-current, 1880-12-03
PASSION In TATTERS.

"She has got face like one of her
own rosebuds, said Mr.. Fitzalan.
'Tye heard of her more than once, /"
returned Frank Calverly. "'The pretty
flower girl, the people call her, don't
they? Old Frixham has doubled his
custom since she came there"
"And the best Of it ALL" added Fitza-
Ian, with laugh, ''is that she is quite
unconscious Of her own attractions-a
little country lassie, who thinks only Of
her own business, and never dreams that
she herself is the sweetest flower Of all
the assortment.
Lets go in and buy Marechal Mel
bud and two OF three sweet verbena
leaves said Calverly. 81 should like
to see this modern Flora Of yours.
Dorothy Penfeld stood behind the
counter Of the florists store, sorting over
pile Of fragrant blossoms which lay on
tray Of damp, green moss. Trails Of
smilax wove their green garlands up TO
the ceiling; heaps Of gold and rose
petaled buds lay in the window; tufts of
purple heliotrope perfumed the air, and
white carnations lay like hillocks Of snow
against the panes Of the show-window,
while spikes Of perfumed hyacinths and
cape -jessamine flung their subtle scents
upon the air.
And Dolly herself, with her round,
dimpled face, pink cheeks, and soft,
brown eyes, exactly the shade Of the
rippled hair, which was brushed simply
back from the broad, low brow, was a
fitting accessory to the scene.
She looked up as the two gentlemen
entered, and soft, crimson shadow over
spread her face for second.
Have you got one Of my favorite
button-hole bouquets made up, Miss
Pentield?' Fitzalan asked, with acareless
bow and smile.
Il know" said Dolly, softly. "a
rosebud and sprig Of heath, and two OF
three myrtle leaves; that is what you
like No; have none made up, just nj
present; but | can tie one up in about
half minute, Mr.. Fitzalan. ;"
"One for me, too, if you please" said
oalyerly, touching his hat.
Just the same?"
Dolly lifted her long eyelashes, which
We're like fringes Of brown silk, and gave
him shy glance.
"a little different, please. Consul
yonr own taste, Miss Penfeld."
II like the double blue violets, /" sale
Dolly, gently, with geranium leaves.
"Ihen they shall be my favorite flow
ers also, said Calverly, gallantly.
The gentlemen had hardly taken thei
leave, when old Frixham, the florist
hustled in, with round, red face. SHINING
bald head, and an air Of business all owe
him.
=" Isn't it time You had the theater bou
quets ready?" said he, looking critical,
around, and moving glass Of freshl,
cut callas out Of the level sunset beam
which at that moment fell, like sheel
o. golden laces, athwart the deep boy
window"
II shall have them ready directly,
SAD Dolly, starting from her reverie
the flowers are all sorted out.
We have too many carnations o
hhand, said the florist fretfully; San
those gaudy cape bells are so much dea,
.oss' Let the man from the greenhouse
know, please, there's demand for hall
valley"
Yes, said Dolly, dreanily, "I wi
Nii him-when he comes"
Inc closed country wagon with il
nelght Of fragrant leaves and deliciousl
scented flowers, came early in the morI
lg, long before the fat florist was out
ued' and while the silence almost of 0
way. NFSA
But Dolly PenReld was there freshel
ng up the stock of the day before vii
Nes moss and cool water, and clippiI
ue Stems Of the rosebuds.
No more carnations, john" she sa
nnskly, "nor amaryllis flowers, and ,
want plenty Of camellias and geranium
aud those bright flowers"
thought, perhaps" said hone
Soln Deadwood, who measured six fe
u ms stockings, and had the face Of
unable giani, "you might want TO
pack with me to-day, Dolly. Your au
.ss come on from Kansas, and there
sollg to be dance out IN the old bal
NUN plenty Of candles and evergre
suens. And mother said she would
E.oua to welcome you to the old fai
A'ue' Dolly, Your oleander tree