Connecticut western news., 1886-04-28
LOVE AND HAIR DYE,

& Keturah was leaning over the pair of bars which divided the back garden from the meadow which wound past the ma ple-swamp, up to the lonely sheep pas ture. Apparently, she was watching a motherly hen-turkey conduct her downy brood through the high timothy grass i; but in reality she was wrestling with fate. 'It's perfectly ridiculous" said Ketu- rah- 'sThere never was in all this world girl with half as ugly hair as mine. If It hadn't been for that hair, Knight have had the chance of being married half a dozen times, instead of drudging on here, with my father scolding because don't accomplish more housework, and my stepmother deluging me with good ad- vice. Oh, dear, oh, dear! I would pluck it out by the roots, if it would do any goodr'
 And she seized the luckless red gold tresses, handful in each grasp, as if she fain would have twiched them out of her head.
 ''But what very silly thing that would ber' said Barbara Decifer, who esat on a stump of tree, hulIng the rich garden strawberries, which she had just gathered from the sunny beds under the btone wall "Why on earth don't you dyc iti'
 'sWhy don't I-what2" said Keturah, burning around in sheer amazenent.
 "Dyc itm repeated Barbara, popping a particularly bright ripe sphere of scarlet Into her mouth. 'It's what Mrs. Peller's eity boarder did when I was help there last summer. She was as gray as bad ger, Miss Perkins was; and yet her hair jhone like a crow's tail-feathers. I seen her putin on the dye once, through the crack of the door, when was a-scrub- bin the hall oil-cloths, and it was as easy ss you please. Of course black dye won't suit you, but there's plenty of col ors would" s=s'''.------
 Keturah's eyes glistened.
 "Oh, Barbara !" said she, ''do you think Icould?"
 ssThink7 don't think nothin' about t." said Barbara, finging mildcwed berry at squirrel on the fence. 'I'm sur' of it. You can get the stuff at Mill & ' Tweezer's. I've seen it many time In their glass showcases, and"
 Just at this moment, however, Mrs Hitchings, Keturah's stepmother, wa. heard slirilly inquiring from the back door, ''whethcr she was to be kep' wait ing all day long, with the preserving kettle over the fire, for them strawber riesa''
 Barbara jumped up and fled. Kctural 2 stood still, meditating over the disclos ure that she had just heard.
 She ut ,iown the path to certail crystal-clear spring, into whose depth she had often gazed to look for the tra ditional rings displayed by the fairles t those who are about to find their tru lovers.
 It was her favorite mirrior, and just q this period of the sunny, summer day was clearer than any sheet of lookin glass.
 "Horridr' said Keturah, grimacing s the copper-red burnish of her halr rt 6ected below.
 But just then some languid movemer of the deep, still waters focused the sun rays in sort of circle; for second seemed as if ring of gold shone f. down, and then disappeared.
 Keturah's eyes sparkled, and her heal beat rapidly.
 'sThe fairies wedding-ring," sl x gasped. 'I saw it with my own eye But, of course, nothing will ever come It e long as my hair is such hideous : hideous color. will get it dyedr'
 And, in her mental consciousness, sl remembered that Harry Boyce, who we to college with her brother Simeo would be there that very week, and tn Harry had once said, "What pret girl that little Kitty was"
 sBut, of course, he couldn't have n ticed my hair, :" thought Keturah, mour fully. 'It doesn't show so awfully b. whom I sit in corner where it's pret - dark. It's the sunshine that brings out such an intense carrot color. Iw dye ftp
 So that very evening, in the friend indistinctness of the purple twiigf Keturah crept down to Mill & Tweezer and waited patiently for an old farm to buy an ounce of Paris green for potat bugs, and his daughter to select bot of cheap perfumery, for two tall lads get physician's prescription made U and plump-cheeked child to purchase cents worth of peppermint drops, befe .Ghe came up to the counter.
 ssWell, miss" said the sleepy old dr, aist, who moved about like a patent rambulating toy which had got out order, and winked drearily behind spectacle- glasses, t'what can l do youf'
 Keturah's heart seemed to leap up i her mouth, every drop of blood rushed her face, while in a guilty whisper
 murmured:
 ssHair-dye, sir, please.
 sDysr' repeated the purblind and I >iGny dsif old nan. 'sWhat kind IT " q s ss @