The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1870-06-18

Lady Nugent, as | took my place. You
look as if you had seen ghost.
They were looking at me curiously.
Lady Nugent slightly unquiet and search
ing; and a spirit of malice came upon
me.
II have just met with the Vicar of
Nugent and his daughters" retorted
bravely,. We walked about under the
| lamps, and I suppose I'm dazzled a
! bit that's all.
| i was holding silk for Constance Pen
ryn to wind Gypsy was dressing up
Topsy in a red shall, much to his discom-
fort, and Mr.. Penryn wrote or tried to
write at a side table.
81 don't believe it sir,' said Lefty.
"I don't believe (be quiet, TopD that
you ever wound silk before in your life ;
| dare say it wont be fit to use. But you
are so conceited. You know you thought
l meant you when l called Robert to pick
up Topsy. You think everybody must
be thinking of YOU"
] / laughed, and the vicar just murmur-
! ed word or two of remoustrance but
he was busy.
You see it had come to this with me.
Lady Nugent never knew where my
mornings were spent. She was suspi-
cious, L knew She would. have watched
me if she could, but that was not posi-
BILE; and in this case l was match for
her cross-questioning.
''Wait till we get to Nugent," said to
the small owner of the red shawl. eve
shall see if you dare call me names there,
where am monarch of all survey"
| "Of course I SHALL" she replied
"And you won't be monarch of all you
surrey, either. But Mr.. Nugent,-by
the way, l have great mind to call you
Robert"
ssDo," said I.
cit would be fan," said she. "What
would they think at Nugcnt? You really
mean to come there !"
"Certainly,' replied.
ssFor good % she asked
"Woli," said I, ''I hope not for very
bad
You know what mean, sir, said she,
ito settle down" .
''Yes, to settle down." said /.
1--WE want resident squire dreadful
ly," said the young lady, with great
! gravity; "papa says SO, but then papa
has an eye to subscriptions, and flannel,
and good stuff of all sorts for the poor
people. Now Observe the diference.)
simply think that you will let me go into
the park whenever like, just as if it were
my own"
"Exactly," said T..
"And all over the picture gallery
she continued, 'tand the drawing-rooms
and"
ITO the very store rooms, if you like.
in spite of cross old housekeepers,"
exclaimed.
sMrs. Crane is not a cross old house
keeper" said Lefty, Indignantly. s'She
is beautiful ord lady, in black silk ?
aud white cap2 She is a great deal
more dignificd than you are"
Very likely" said [. @4I'll tell you
what more you shall do at Nugent
Should you like to go on the river in q
boat ?"
~ should think so,-rather,' said Let
every well,' said I, ssI shall have ono
buils,-a real clipper and there shall be
crimson cushions for it; and we'll call il
The Gypsy in honor of you. " hat dc
you say p
-
time, and was looking at me with al
eagerness that had something almost
painful in It, while the poor little terriel
started wistfully out Of his crimson
wrapper, md uttered faint yelp of re
monstrance.
"You are choking him, Gyp," sale
Constance.
s.That shows how much you know
about it." was the retort. But Mr.
Nusent, do you mean it really ~
'sYes, really" [ replied
'.Then III tell you what" said Netty
"you are the very incest man L eve
knew Shall we get as far as the olt
Priory, do yeu think, and Norvei
I don't see why not" / replied.
"And Constance there never says
word, continued Lefty. "But perhaps
/ you don't mean to take her p
Involuntarily [ looked at the face op
posIte me !; and somehow the silk go
tangled [ had to give it up from my
clumsy fingers, to say few words ot
apology, and then to find by my watei
that it was time to go.
I s'And I haven't heard half about The
bronzes, Gypsy, nor about the yellow
drawing room at the Hall you were t,
help me to alter" said I. "Never mind
shall see you tonight"
That's no use, even if we GO" retort
ed Lefty, promptly; (which, perhaps, we
shall not do. You will be with Lady
Nugent and your cousin, then. | wonder
if you are very fond of Miss Nugent.
know papa thinks-"
Lefty" called out the vicar, rather
sharply, "you are an ineorrigible chatter
box shall have to shut you up. Going
Dir. Nugent Good by We shall see
you soon, perhaps, down at the Hail."
"1he Hall ?'' said I. "You are moi
going homer"
@Yes, tomorrow" he replied. I have
been three Sundays away already; and
this Gypsy of mine is getting all right
now; SO there's no excuse for staying
| Good by"
! I went away with strange sort oil
sensation of having the ground cut from