Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1872-11-14
VOL. XVIII.
dy, dressed in black satin, as naughty as

lady, dressed in black satin, as naughty as
a queen.
"Creecher," she says, ''are you
Creecher Don't speak, but listen to
what tell you. A lady has had an acci-
dent-has been severely bruised. RENE
dies have been applied-plasters, what
not. Her hair"
| 81 understand, my lady; you want me
to take it off. I'll do it in a jiffy, if you'll
lend me His Lordship's razors, for / was
that hurried when l came away left
mine behind me. I've got my scissors
and comb. my lady," says 1, pulling them
| out, because, as good luck would have it,
| I'd just cut chaps hair as was going to
| fight next"
! Silence" she says, "Creecherr' look
the girl, she says: "Take the fire shovel,
wasn't going to lose good set of tools,
SO claps 'em into my pocket, and but
tons up my coat, and says L: Now,
your Ladyship." And she says: "Amelie,
throw something over the wretch" And
with that Amelie brought white gown
with sleeves, as smelt as beautiful as q
| nosegay, and she wraps me up in it, and
caught sight of myself in the glass,
and, thinks I, you might take me for a
parson when he's agate at the seven COM
mandments.
"Now," she says, "Creecher, hold
your tongue, and listen to me. What
ever happens, she must not lose her hair;
you understand it must be saved at all
hazards. Now come, and do your duty"
Ell, but it were pitiful to see the poor
lassie, half sitting, half lying, in thing
atween an easy-chair and couch. All
her face was covered over but her eyes,
and they seemed to burn. Such sad,
beautiful eyes / never saw before nor
since. She'd had beautiful long hair that
came down to her knees Almost; but eh,
it were in tangle, all knotted, and twist
ed, and raveled together with the meshes
and poultices, and all kinds of things
they'd put on her head. No, there wasn't
thread of itanywhere that wasn't bound
up and twisted. Well looked at it and
shook my head.
''My lady," says I, sit would take me
twelve hours hard work, without stop
ping, to untwist all that hair"
"Weli, then," she says to me, "why
don't you begins"
But" says 1, "your ladyship, do you
know what twelve hours is, sitting up
with man pulling away at your tangled
hairs? Why, my lady" says, 81 don't
think as could stand the job, as am hale
and well; and as for the poor young lady
there, why, bless your heart, it would kin
her."
But her ladyship took no notice of me-
"Well,," she says to the young lassie,
"you hear what he says; are you ready to
begin?"
And the lassie gave little sigh, heart
breaking little sigh, and she says, in
feeble voice: "Go on"
S.R,,t COWS for u,optoJ 70 houa NJ,
excuse to be off the job, II wouldn't do
it under hundred pounds"
"Oh," says she, then you shall have
hundred guineas."
That was temptation, mind you, to a
chap as wasn't much beforehand in the
world, and hadn't ever had so much as
ten pounds in his pocket at once in all
his life. But was sorry took the job
after all.
and think about it..
"Ring, Amelie," she says, to the maid,
''and order up tray"
And a bang-up supper had in the lit
tie sitting room; a chicken and cham
pagne, and what they call a cure-or-so
out of a brown jug; but didn't think
much O. that; and I'd sooner call it kill
or-so, if 1 were giving it name, for eh,
Ii d
and only took a gill of it to see what it
were like.
Well, when I'd done my supper, were
taken into the young lady's room, and /
began the job. / took it up bit by bit,
washed it in spirits of wine, combed it
out hair by hair, and so 1 went on hour
! by hour There was nought for it bat
patience and hard work. e-seemed to
doze bit, the poor lass, ever and again;
but work as gently as I would, it must
have given her deal of pain. She'd sigh
little now and then, and give little soft
moan sometimes; but eh, she bore it all,
all her wearines and pain, for all the suf-
fering and trouble that were in her eyes
she bore it like an angel from heaven.
| The old woman sat beside us for an hour,
till she got SO sleepy she couldn't keep
her eyes open; and then she beckons to
the maid to come and sit in her place,
and she goes off to her comfortable bed,
l suppose; and by-and by the maid goes
| fast asleep, and everything seemed asleep
| but me and the lassie. There wasn'i
a sound but the wind soughing among
i the trees outside, and the murmur of the
river falling over the weir.
Well, the job went on, and still as
went on the lassie seemed to grow weaker
and weaker, and then big awful feal
came into my throat. She was dying
under my hands.
Conscience says to me: Joshua, (" says
she, 'tyou're killing that nice fine young
/ gal; you're killing her for hundred
guineas." '.Hold thy tongue" says,
'.It's no such thing: It's her mothers
doing" says, I "I-''If she be he1
adamant." But it were no use. Con
science has at me again. "Joshua!'' She
says, "it's you who are killing the poor
lassie. If you were not at the job, they
could get nobody else to do it. Joshua
throw thy comb and scissors into the
fire."
''A'm dommed if don't toop' says I
quite sudden like, and I pitches my
things into the fireplace with a clatter as
l thought'd wake up the maid, but she
slept too sound. There goes hundred
guineas," says 1. But now ye should
ha' seen the look as crept over the lassie''
face when she saw what I were about
Her great eyes softened and filled with
tears and she put little white hand ou
of the wraps, and l took in mine, ant
about your hair, that you'd lose the beau
tiful life God Almighty's given you, ant
the sweet bright days that may follow? p
"Mother be'' Eh, I'm feared
said bad word there. 'sDo you carer
says |, aye just like that-"do you carer
says /.
And she shook her head. Well,
picked up my scissors again, and in
: jify all the beautiful hair was lying o.
!, the floor; and the poor head was dresse
! with soft dressing, and I'd wake the maid
and had her missis put to bed, right an
tight, and then / gives her kiss, yes
:; by -, I did. I, Joshua Creecher, kiss
: ed the Lady Felicia Felixstowe, aye, an
8 says, God bless her. as if I'd been he
8 father. And she calls me as / was goin
g away, and she says in little whisper
's1've got no money; take the hair"
/, The maid let me out by the back stai
). case, without anybody hearing us; an
) away went over hill and dale, as tire
and as happy as man could be. But
r were sorry about the hundred guinea
It too.
|. Well, it were about six months aft
g that, tall, nice looking young cha
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