The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1884-02-15

and then the Erenchman came. But It
was just our luck that father came
home early, and met M. Paul Just go
ing away with his box under his arm.
''Who are your" says father says he.
IN. Paul. MONSIEUR" Gays the little
man. entirely ut monsieur's SER
vice."
"And what are you doing herep"
says father, who always did hate the
French.
IL have been SO happy as to be Of
service to mademoiselle, your daugh-
ter, says M. Paul, bowling again, very
low. f fl4lt
"Can't the man stand up straightp"
says father. Get out of this! My
daughter don't have anything to do
with pirouetting Frenchman. Go
quick, or I'll set the dog on YOU"
'.Of course, should have run out to
explain matters, only my head was tied
up in damp towel and didn't dare
to stir. SO NJ. Paul took to his heels
across the meadow, and when he was
well out of sight father came in all in a
rage. tau.F Utt
Nov. Patty" says he, ''what is all
LuiS lOllJ anu uOnocuSC uDOubg
"I.took off the towel.
'Look, fatherr says /, in fiutter.
'.Well, l had my doubts about it,
for all Hepsy declared that father
would be so pleased, but l hadn't no
idea ned burst out as he did. La, the
names he called me! The dictionary
wouldn't hold half of them.
Father" says l, crying, '.its done
now and can't oe undone And / do
think it is an Improvement"
$50 it was. went to the choir prac-
tice that night. and farmer Buttersby
asked permission to accompany me
nome. He wasn't young, but he was
an awful solid man, with house and
farm of his own, and money out at
interest.
''It's my golden hair" says to my
self.
"He came the next day with some
new geranium slips and rare cactus
for my flower shelf. Hepsy chuckled.
Didn't tell you SOP" says she.
"But at the end of few days the
hair began to start at the roots, SO that
my beautiful golden locks seemed to
be patched on the end of stumps of
pale, colorless brown.
LAP says !, ''what be 1 going to do
now?"
'Have M. Paul again to retouch it,"
says Hepsy.
"Hepsy," says !, II wouldn't dare
to, not for my life, after all that father
has said"
"Your father is an old fool" sad
Hepsy, Grossly.
''But he's my father" says l, ''and
he's awful when he gets his temper up.
And can never go to Mrs. Ander-
sons tea party, looking like this!" and
began to cry.
Il can borrow Magic Wave Front
for you" says Hepsy.
"A whatp'' says l.
"A Magic Wave Front" she re-
peatcd. "a wig, some folks would call
'em. But they're a perfect imitation
of ones own hair. You can cover it
over night, and tomorrow we can
think what Is best to be done"
..Well, / wanted to 60 to that party
dreadfully, SO jumped at Hepsy's Of
fer, and really it did look very nice
when I'd got it fastened on with the
concealed springs. 1t was gold colored
of course, with little loops and curls
hanging down over the forehead.
"A new fad, ehp'' says father, when
he see me come down with it on. do
brush your hair off your forehead
You look like the Wild Woman of the
Woods!" FL
..It's the fashion, father, F." says I; and
hurried off as fast as could.
"The farmer looked at me admir-
ingly. He was waiting for me outside
the gate. ;,
hair does beat all, Miss Pattyr'
do you like itp" says /.
.T'll bet my life," says he, ''that
you'll take the shine off the other girls
there tonight" a
when we got there, says he-'.Let
me take your hood and cloak, Misc
Patty" says he, as polite as could be.
"rn put 'em where we'll find 'cm easy
when we want to go home"
1.-THE next minute all the girls In the
hall began to giggle, as if they were.
possessed; and of course looked
around, and II you'll believe me, there
W 40 LILY WIZ Cunning INV hhO hoOu or
the farmer held it in his hand, and my
piebald head of hair showing all sorts
of colors under the hall lamp
"Oh, Miss Patty!' cried Lottie.
"What did you dop" said Mildred
Moore.
Wasn't it awkward, thought said
Miss Patty, with grim little chuckle.
.Dop l could do nothin'. Says !, Mr..
Buttersby, I'll thank you for that wig
And put it on as cool as a cucumber
before them all.
"He took me home as usual but new.
er came to see me again. 1t was my
first chance of matrimony, and my last.
And 1 declare it seemed an age that
had 10 stay in the house waiting for
my hair. to grow out, but 1t never came
again. I always thought as the Golden
Glitter killed the roots ont. And that
is why wear a front now. But it Is
sensible, out-and-out front--none of your
waves and wiggles.