The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1873-08-22
Rove AND MISCHIEF.

MOI many miles rom LONDON II
= tiny village, a very beau ideal o
rural beauty in miniature The
church is just large enough to seal
Comfortably about one hundred and
fifty persons; close by is the prson'
age-fouse Oh a corresponding scale,
rs to size, and the good clergyman
who occupies it is endowed with
salary to match, The squire's house,
not tar of, is just . quiet little re.
treat, in which its proprietor hides
himself for a few weeks occasionally
when weary Of the gay life INSOFAR
able from his more splendid resi-.
dence. The cottages on the estate
are in good repair, and the very
model Of what cottages ought to
be, covered with those creeping
climbing clusters ofivy roses, and
honeysuckles, which send poets into
ecstasies, aud doctors into fits. One
might fancy that some clever, en-
terprising individual had succeeded
in transferring the whole concern
from the delightful country Of Ito
piA--that land which, like the i'm.
mortal "Mrs. Harris" everybody
has heard Of hut nobody has ever
seen. Yet in this charming retreat
were sins and sorrows, heartburn.
ings and tribulations, as in every
other part Of the "haLitable globe"
For great many Of the sorrows,
little Mysie Collins must he held
snswerable. Mysie had lately sue
ceeded old Mics Walker in the i'm
portant position Of village dress
maker; and the taste and dexterity
Of the new functionary soon secured
to her a greater number Of custom
era than her predecessor had ever
managed TO obtain. Nay, she had
even been favored by an order to
make some mormng-dresses for the
eqaire's lady, while the clergymsn's
wife declared that to employ q city
hand was unchristian extravaganza,
since one OF their own parishioners
could suit her quite as we'll at half
the price. So MySie grew in favor,
Snd all the more 50 for her having
given a home to her aged aud ilr
firm grandmother, who was not Of
20 pleasant temper as to make her
society q thing to be coveted in gen.
eral by anymdy. But Mysie had
no nearer relative living, and her
statement OF the case was that, as
che wanted all her time for her bus
iness, she thought it would be Q
great convenience to her to have
her grandmother to overlook the
housekeeping and keep the little
servallt-maid in order. Now, this
account Of Mysie's affairs was, like
most Of her representations of her
own proceedings, fiction founded on
fact. Thefact was that Mysie did
all the real work Of housekeeping,
fiction that the old lady was assist
alce. True, as Mysie said, ''grand-
mother did the overlooking ifthe
latter term might be held to signify
"grum6tiag;' but there, you could
never trust anything that Mysie
said about herself. To hear her
talk, q stranger would conclude her
to be the most hesrtless, openly
selfish little piece Of vanity in the
world; while those who knew her
were aware that no human creature
could be more selt'denying and gen
erous. a witching little thing she
Was; her dark eyes, now sparkling
with mischief, now tender and low
IL; her shell-pink bloom, the little
pert nose, and the pretty dimples
playing at h de-and.seek in the
cheeks and corners Of the small, de.
cided mouth were al 80 many ar.
rows in Cupil's qniver. Sad to
SAY, however, with all her generous
goodness, truth compels us to con-
fess thst Mysie did tiirt: not, how
ever deliberately or maliciously, nor
did sic break hearts to CRAFTY .
spirit Of petty vanity, But some
times nllconsciouay, sometimes
from the love Of frolic inherent in
her buoyant, laughing nature,
Mysie did occasionally make deeper
wounds in masculine hearts than