The Red Cloud chief., 1884-10-03
THE CURED HAIR CUSHION.

..sH WIZ. 80 k.4HA& ''fHa-A a.AHf ~
cgr- 81 it, a-kei mamml-
WHY j. must have been STOLEN. ]
go. think lu what other way 10 could
Eav. disappeared. lau see i, ws. darh
when So, tipped over. and every ling
wen. .r.Y ia. crceA lat L ;, !ow. ags!
10 c!rral. - peak Of. l. would Rot
Lav. been posi- l. for that heavy
. cushion 10 have been swept away. /
t.ougat / had every thing. 90 tbs
. morning when ! missed u, aEd rode
tpan there. 10 wa, not - bc found. |
shall have % ride without = cushion
after tbs.
IL locked vcrr sober owes il. aud the
children, E,r;a aud Beth, looked sober
iug sympathy. Mon.y was not so p!rn-
i-iul With Or. Clark That Es could AFFORD
new cushions very often; and these
children, young NJ they we've, knew In,
yer well.
When gara started on his rounds,
and mamma bad .ouf them Oft 10 plgy
win, The BABY took a nap. they sat
down under tr" grsa; tree to talS il over.
..1:u>t ir bard. riding a.ldly without.
any cushion - st on. SAID Beth; and
!jrI: agreed - the nearly always
agreed To what Beth said. He slid &
vas made II cur!rd ha,r,' added Beth.
mcGI,at.v Is. And then. alter another
pause: ''L-rt, your hair j. ycry cur.y.'
SO !, vuur..' said Bert. in a sweet
voice. And Ec:h sighed. and said moth
NO. There MAS 10 dcuyinE the cur.s,
,nl She thought a great dea! OF them.
/ lo,idc.. Her hcart struggled with the
/ gir thought.
There's 4 great lot 81 curls on both
our heads size said. and curis gro"
t%ast.'
Course they do agreed Bert.
milne ar. almost ~ long n youfs: and
. once they were Iit:lr sprckS Of thing,
axe that picture when | WAS little
Bert believed that now he was LARGE.
Both chi drcn were still for Il few
minutes. Ter: played with the dirt NJ
hi, feet. but Beth did not play ut all.
she sat and thought. her face crave.
At last she spoke:
.'Beryir. | VIII. if Won Will"
What askci Bcr,. looking up.
His thoughts did not trouble him lie
had already forgotten about the hair
and the cushion. and was playing that
he had to build a mountain out OF the
dirt at his feet.
.Cut OF Your curls and rive them to
papa for a new cushion.
''Shc spoke quickly. catching her
breath a little.
She liked her c.irlS and She liked IL
hear people say: What lovely hair
little Beth Clark has
But Bcrt'S answer was prompt and
his voice sweet. He cared nothing
about cUrlS.
..All right he said. Then they
wont have to be combed; and papa
will like it very much. won't he
Thcrc'H b. most enough Tor two cusn-
ions. maybe"
So Beth's great sacrifice was made
alone. She ran for the shears. II
should be done quickly. before She bad
time 10 change her mind. No thought
# asking ann entered the heart Of
I the loyal little GIRL. Had not mamma
taught her since her babyhopi II give
( ~ her own tor the pleasure and com
+ fort OF others. and were not her curis
I her own?
Snip. snip. went the shining shears
Down dropped the shining heap Of
curls. first from Bcrt'> head. then from
her own. Bert welding the shears Is
best be could in the back part where
I Beth could not reach. Some Of the
cIris @ijsta ned in the sun more than 9th
ccs. Those were the ones on which two
tears of iieth's had dropped. Those
were al she shed. Bert dill not think
cf tears. He chartered away about
how much cooler they should be. and
how pleased papa would be; and he
wondered q little why Beth kept so
still.
why. what in the world" sail Mrs.
CLARK. IS she sat down The tcapO.
from which she was about Ia pour \
cup of tea. and her voice sounded 50
strange that DR.. Clark turned 20 sec
what she was looking at.
There they came. two shoTn lambs.
carrying 4 little basket in which two
small white handkerchicfs had been
neatly laid. and tken tie fluffy curl>
laid on.
They are for your cushion. papa
they said. hurryinC toward him. "Iou
said it WAS made OF curled hair. and
our curis are real nice. YOU know, ant
we Cuited them for YOU; and Beth
thought OF II. Won't the make . BIZ,
big cushion. don't ven think
Poor mamma, And. for the matte!
OF that, poor children. Or. Clark :a:a
down his carving knife. and laughed
until ecried. And when he had GOT
ten OH his handkerchief, AMI wipei his
ewes. and cleared hi throat. what did
he d. bat burs: into another laugh.
The children were astonished. aud no.
: little grieved. Even Bcrt's sweet III
Guivcrcd.
And Beth fal;ered: Don't YOU like
them. pana.'
.rlcss your precious hearts the
father said: and he gathered them toll
ct once - his heart. .'IEey ar, wortl
Their we CHIT in gold. or = god de2
more than their weight. for that nst
ter. iana knows al about how tn
little woman had 10 struggle 10 ci-e uy
her curis. Mamma mu- not feel bal
IL aoout il. The curls VIII grow again
and n lovely little vine o. uuSc!a>hues:
and Ihougatfuincss has sprung up IL
these TWO hearts. and must mol ot
choked."
Thus limited a.. mamma did not re
prove. did not even she'd another tea
before the children, though some fell
on the lovely curls when she laid then
away. But I'll tell you what She did do
She instructed those two dear LITTLE
OUNCES, before they were 4 dav Older
that eyery hair OF their heads belonged
&c paps and m and must nc
&c rut hgain under any consideration
mics. bne of the authorities said so
Or. Cl1k boagh: , new cushion. bu
| il was not stuffed with those yellow
|, cnris He e~xplained that they wcr