Mohave County miner., 1889-07-27

countrya Well. wash the hair. then.
and be done"
Sainton was In ecstasies. He touched
the hair reverently. As one would
touch the garments Of saint
"Ah. mademoiseile." he said. To take
care vi such hair forever--,hat would
De heaven. am Frenchman; have
= soul; can feel"
Should you be afraid To die a sud-
den death. Mr.. SaintonP" said the
quick voice from the depths Of u shower
Of water.
'Ciel! We do not speak Of such
things. mademoiselie. There will come
a time, know, When my bair will turn
gray; then. for the sake Of my pro-
fessioD. ] shall be Obliged 10 dye it.
There will come time after that when
| shall die; but we do not even think
Of these things IL is better not"
"But should you be afraid to die
now?" pcrs,sted the girl.
Very much afraid" said q hair
dresser, candidly.
Then don't feel. Mr.. Sainton. !
never feel. ! make it the business Of
my life not to feel. They tell me there
IL something wrong at my heart, aud
that if 1 ever feel either glad or sorry
1 shall go off. pop. like crow from a
tree when YOU have shot it, like a spark
that falls into water"
"Who was IL that said to medemOis-
ellie that her heart was bad?'
'.Guod gracious. Mr.. Sainton. my
heart is not bad. ! know my cate
chism, and 60 10 church, AMI cook my
fathers dinner every day. and II very
good dinner it IL, too. What put !;
into your head that had bad hcurt?"
pardon! Madcmoiselle, ! mistake.
Vino told madcmoiselle that she Was
sick at hearth"
Good gracious heavens! ! am not
sick at heart To be sure my mother
Is dead. and my sister is i'll. and my
father is as cross as two sticks, but fM
all that ] am not heartsick. like
this world very well. aud when | feel
sad put more onions into the soup"
Sainton went on with his work for
some time in silence; then he tried
again. "You say lspeak good English.
and fatter myself have the accent
very well, but what avaiis il | cannot
make you understand Was it good
doctor who said mademoseile's heart
was afrected-touched, might say?"
There was shout of laug tter from
under the shower OF gold.
my heart touched! One would
think l was in love. NO-my heart is
not touched yet; least of all by you.
Mr.. SaiBtOn-least OF all by you. Mr..
Sainton."
What shall paw you, Mr. Sainton?"
said the little lad y when the large hat
was once more on the head.
III mademoiselle would but come
again." said the hair-dresser, putting
both hands resolutely behind his back.
"When | come again shall pay you
both for Tat time and this" she said.
with perhaps more tact than could have
been expected of her. "And if you
want to live long, Mr.. Sainton. don't
feel. If I should feel should die of,
quick, sharp, like the spark that falls
into water" Sainton stood in the
doorway looking after her. and his
heart went from him.
He sent her fowers-fowers that q
duchess might have been proud to re-
ceive. He sent them more than once,
and they were accepted; he argued
much from that. He made friends
with the baker in order that he might
bow to him morning and evening.
Then he waited. He said to himself:
"She is English; il 20 to see her. if
put my hand on my heart and weep
she will jeer at me; but il wait and
work for her in silence then she will
believe" He made parlor for her in
the room above his shop; and every
week as he had time and money he
went out 70 choose some ornament for
it. His maiden sister watched these
actions with suspicion, threw scornful
looks at him when he observed her
wstchfulness. and lent q kindly help
ing hand when he was out Of sight.
The parlor grew into a shrine ready
for its divinity. and the hair-dresser
worked and waited in silence.
Mean while the girl also waited. She
could not 20 back to the hair-dresser's
shop lest she should seem to invite the
renewal Of those attentions which had
given her the sweet surprise OF the jOy
OF love. The law OF her woman's
nature stood like lion in the path.
She waited through the months OF the
dreary winter till the one CLEAN OF
sunshine which bad come into her sad
young life had faded. till the warmth
Il had kindled ia her heart died-as =
lamps fame dies for lack of oil; died
AS flower dies in the drought; died
into anger for the man who had dis
turbed her peace; and when she
thought she cared for him no more. she
went again to get her hair cut
you have come" said Saiaton; but
the very strength Of his feeling
made him grave.
Good gracious, Yes; l have come to
have my hair cut. You would not cut
it when was here, and l have been
very poorly these three months. !
could not come out, so the other day
had my sister cut it of. My father
wanted TO send for yon. but said mop"
How quickly a train Or Thought can
fash through the brasn. Sainton
asked himself II be loved the girl or
the hair. and his heart answered. very
sincerely, tha, the hair. divine as It
was, had been but the outward sign
which led him to love The inward soul
Of the girl.
"Mademoiselle ought not to have
said no: | should have come very
willingly. and would have cat your
hair, il had known it must be So"
IL made my sister cut it; but it's
frig 'tful. 1t looks as il one had tried
to NOW a lawn with pair of scissors
or sheer q sheep with penknife.