The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1874-02-27

dar. Missus Stewart, ye 'bserve, Is q
lossin' of her ha'r right smart in dis
yere awful hot climate, an she tink
what nice switch all dat purity lons
ha'r oh yorn goin' ter make; SO she ies
wrap it all up, an put it way, safe
nuf."
''But it was miner' Judith was Oh
the point Of saying. She restrained her
self, however, and kept her rebellious
! thoughts to herself When she could
speak without betraying her resent
ment, she spoke.
81 should like to see 1t, Josie. Do you
think you could get it, without letting
J Mrs. Stewart know that had asked foI
it?n
claws, yis. know whar she keep
all her tings." In another moment
Judith was sitting up, with all that
wealth of silken locks spread over heI
lap. 'Trs beautiful, isn't 1t, Josie ?''
she asked in involuntary admiration,
her eyes sparkling with pleasure.
AT that moment Mrs. Stewart tapped
at the door, and walked In. ''Oh, de
Lord !" calculated Josie, under her
breath. The ladies looked at each other
In mutual confusion. 1t was one OF
those critical moments in which friend
is lost, or an enemy gained.
81 beg your pardon" said Mrs. Stew
art, making a motion to withdraw
movement which threw the blame
of the situation upon Judith.
"Please stop a moment, Mrs. Stew
art" returned Judith blushing, but
firm. 'I fear 1 have taken a liberty.
But l just chanced TO think of, and wish
to see this, and asked Josie if she could
bring it to me. 1t did not occur to me
that should have sent her to you"
This polite fib saved the friend. Who
shall say that fibs are not useful in their
way!
az ought to have remembered to give
it to you BEFORE" said Mrs. Stewart,
now advancing in her usual friendly
manner. "How beautiful it is!''
"Yes," replied Judith; "my hair was
the one thing was vain of. My brother
used to admire it, which was the reason,
perhaps, that 1 valued it. Josie tells
me it would make an elegant-switch," {"
pronouncing the word doubtfully.
$50 it would, indeed" said Mrs.
Stewart, thinking with sigh how often
she had faneied it braided about her own
head. sit is so long and so thick that /
have no doubt you could sell it for sixty
dollars"
$50 much! Oh, am so glad it is of
so much value, for 1 was thinking of
asking you to accept it and wear it for
my sake" ar Judith, really generous,
now that her first resentment was con-
quered, made the offer with genuine
feeling.
"But, my dear, you cannot afford to
give away anything that has such q
market value. Sixty dollars isn't such
a trifie," returned Mrs. Stewart, mean
ing not to accept il, after all.
at is part of myself, and l am not for
sale" laughed Judith. 81 cannot put it
back on my head, either; so there is no
other way of disposing of it. All /
wish to retain is one small braid to re-
member my former glory by. IT may
never grow so long again."
'T lave no doubt it will be quite as
long and handsome as ever in two OF
three years; it is coming in so very thick,
and curly, too. II is lucky it's curly
while it's short. You will not need g
hair-dresser."
ayes; it is one of the things 1 have to
be thankful for" said Judith, smiling
meaningly at her friend, as she care.
fully parted of one soft, long tress, and
laying it aside, placed the remainder on
Mrs. Stewards lap.
"You are a darling, anywayw cried
that lady, with unaffected admiration o.
the act "Of course 1 shall wear thll
beautiful gift, and prize 1t for the giver'l
sake" which promise was therewitt
sealed with kiss. "But are you moi
almost done with fitting? l am going
to take you out for ride this evening
Just around the garrison grounds few
} times, to try your strength. I.ieuten
ant Small is coming out this evening
too, and Mrs. Kellogg. We shall be II
force, and absurdly gay, for Fort Kel
logg. 1t is the Doctor who invite
you"
'NIy compliments to the Doctor, anC
, please say shall only be too happy,
was In smiling rejoinder.
"Josie, don't keep Miss Miles all day,
said her mistress, as she left the room
80 Lordyw exclaimed that exclama
tory servant the moment Mrs. Stewar
was out of hearing. "'Spected de ia
wor in de fire, dat time, shore. Miss
Judith sabe dis chile one preachin'! How
peart ye done dat ar, honeyw and JOSH
laughed long and silently.
"Hush, Josie; you talk nonsense,
said Judith, trying TO look severe, ant
failing, singularly. "I meant to do jus
as did, of course. It was very thought
less in me, sending you among Mrs
Stewards things; I'm quite ashamed o
myself hope this is the last trying
on, to-day" she added, as Josie ono
more went through the patting, smooth
ing, pushing and twirling process, ira
n dictionary with dress makers.
e "Wondah if de Cunnel gwine te
5 ride ?" grinned Josie. dispose not, un
dab the circumstances. 'Spect it's d
: Major gwine TO 'scort Missus Kellogg
!. She'd urlv hnr aros f.,r do AIaior v