The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1886-03-24

and there was some Of the most fearful
and wonderful hair cutting that was ever
seen. My hair was red, and very thick,
ana it had to be cut A man who run a
buzz saw in the mill usually cut my hair.
but about this time he had several fingers
taken of while monkeying with the saw,
and somebody else had to cut my hair.
so cousin, young man who lived at
our house, said be would cut it. He
went at it with dull pair of shears. and
ne PROBABLY made the worst Job Of hair
cutting that ever was. In some places
he cut 1t clear down to the scalp, and in
other places he left the hair in punches.
When he got through with nv hair. and
| looked in the glass I wanted to die.
My head looked like an old OK skin robe
that has been moth eaten, and chewed
by cats. It looked like a fox squirrel
that had been shaken to death by dog.
He cut off so much that nv hat went
right down over my eyes. ANY man who
ever had his hair cut when n boy. bv an
ameteur who seemed inspired to do the
worst Job on record, can appreciate nv
feelings. NV hair was cut SATURDAY,
night, and had all day Sunday for the
halr to grow out, and to get accustomed
to myself, and no boy ever prayed for
his hair to grow as I did. Monday
went to school. My idea was to get into
school Just as the bell rung, and not take
on my hat till I got to nv seat, and then
bury my face in nv book. and never look
up, thinking it would blow over before
recess. My cousin had told all the bows
that he wanted them. as a special favor.
to look at my hair. as he had cut it him
self. He wanted to build up a reputa-
ton as hair cutter that would 90 thun-
derlng down the ages, and he did. When
pulled my hat off. and the red bristles
that had been confined began to raise
up, some one of the big bows snorted
right out. | think it was nv cousin,
and mentally resolved TO kill him when
got big enough. Well. that snort was
q signal, and every scholar in school lust
bursted right out laughing. The teacher
was going to work to whip the whole
school for laughing. when he saw nv
head, and he bursted out. Well. it was
no use to try to run that school with that
head of hair, so the teacher told me I
could wear my hat. lived until recess,
though how l did it do not know. ex-
cept that had determined to 90 down
to the pond, cut a hole in
the Ice, and jump il. ] thought
how sorry the boys would be, when
they had to attend my funeral, that
they had driven me to a suicides grave.
At recess Susan came to me. She alwavs
came to me at recess. NV father kept
grocery, and always had an assortment
of candy and raisins and dried herring in
my pockets, and Susan yearned for me.
Some said Susan had a morbid annette.
and at this late day I think she had.
though at that time I thought it was me
and not the contents of nv pockets that
she yearned for. As she ate nv raisins
and candy she remarked on nv improved
appearance since l had nv hair cut. She
said it was all the STYLE East. She had
read IN fashion paper, the Brother
Jonathan, I think it was. that red hair
was more stylish than anv other color.
and that it was worn short and in seal
lops. 1 was much relieved and gave her
all my raisins, and before recess was over
she had convinced al the boys that their
hair was too long, and they had all en-
gagged my cousin to cut their hair that
night. was happy to know that the
same bandit who had chewed nv hair off
was going to cut theirs. So I decided
not to die, anyway, until the next day.
The next morning all the boys had their
hair cut like mine, some even worse. be-
cause my cousin seemed to want to see
how bad he could cut hair when he tried.
and there was no more laughing on the !
back seats at me. l think appreciated
Susan--Psck's Sun.
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