The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1886-04-22

I'll don't quite know, sirl The
usual kind, l suppose. Anything bu
black" she added, remembering Bar.
bara's remark.
And with "Yes, yes" and a patron
izing smile, old Mr.. Mill put her up bot
tie of the brightest aniline-red that h,
possessed.
Goals is always partial to bright col
ors," he said to himself.
And Keturah ran all the way home, q,
if the whip-poor-wills and rabbits would
know that she had bottle of hair-dye
wrapped up in her pocket handkerchief,
Once safe in her own little garret-room,
she rubbed the mixture well into the
roots of her hair, brushing it out to the
very ends, according to Barbara's de-
scription of the 'city boarder's" manipu-
lations.
She had scarcely finished, when she
heard her stcpmother's voice calling:
'Keturah! Ke-tu-ra-ahp
"Ma'am9" she chirped feebly back.
"Comc down stairs quick!" said Mrs.
Hitchings, in sort of stage shout up the
back stairs. "Here's your brother, Sim,
and Harry Boyce, come by the night
stage, and supper to get for 'em, and no.
body knows what all Do make haste ~
And momentarily forgetful of the chief
sorrow of her life, Keturah ran blithely
down stairs to be kissed by Sim and
chivalrously greeted by Mr.. Boyce.
Both student-lamps were lighted, and
Mrs. Hitchings had even gone to the ex-
travagance of pair Of mould candles on
the mantlepiecc, and as Keturah turned
to help set the table there was unani.
nous shout of laughter.
"Why, Kit, how do you come to be
topped off with cardinal-red9" jeeringly
demanded Simeon. .r
''What in all creation ails your hair7''
said her father. I..
And Kcturah, catching glimpse of
herself in cherry-framed looking glass
which hung opposite, uttered shrick of
dismay, and took to prccipitous fight.
Her head no longer bore the old hue of
coppery-red, but now display the vivid
cardinal hue of Farmer Rumford's new
barn-door.
And as she fastened to hide herself,
she heard the laughtcr-c -choked voice of
Simeon exclaiming, incoherently:
"Wcll, always knew that red hair
was fashionable, but l didn't know that
the girls were so wild after it as to dye
their bangs the regular blazing vermil.
ion"
Mrs. Hutchings herself got the supper
that night. 1t was Barbara's evening
found And it was nearly ten o'clock
when the weeping girl, coming up the
long pcar-trec walk, met Mr.. Boycc face
to face.
Don't run away, Kcturah," said he,
kindly. "Don't make an enemy of one
who would fain be friend. l have so
much to say to you, Keturah."
I've washed it and washed it, and it
won't come out!" sobbed poor Kcturah.
"Washed what!" questioned Mr..
Boyce..
"My hair-my horrid, hideous, hateful
hair!"
y "Never mind your hair" said Mr..
Boyce, gently drawing her arm through
his.
'But-but it was such dreadful color,
and l dyed it; and they gave me the
wrong color. And, oh, I'm almost sure
t never will come natural again"
:. ooh, yes, it will" said Harry Boyce,
coaxingly-"the pretticst gold-auburn
shade in the world"
"Oh, Mr.. Boyce, do you really think
500"
"Upon my soul and honor do! But
don't you want to hear my newsY'
"Of course l do" whispered Keturah.
"Well, then, Kitty-my Kitty-here
it is: l have received my first call to the
pastorate of a church in Livingbrook,
Massachusetts, with the prcttiest little
rectory in the world, Of yellowstone, all
covered with climbing vines. And all ]
need now is wife to keep house for me,
and ask the deacons and deaconesses to
tea. Will you be that wife, Keturahp
ooh, Harry" she gaspcd, "do you
think that woman who dyes her hair j.
worthy to be minister's wife3"
'If We none of us had any earthly i'm
perfcctions," said the young minister.
elect, smiling, 1--WE should be angels
and although you're the nearest evcl
saw to one, Kitty"-with kiss-1
don't want you to float away and leave
me Just yet. So I'm rather glad yol
haven't arrived at that wing -and-silver
trumpet stage"
And Keturah Hitchings never troubled
herself any more about her hair.
eff Harry likes it," said she, 81 dov
-Heltn Forest Grares..
The First Blood.
When, on the night of April 1S, 1861