Mohave County miner., 1889-07-27
That hair, but me. never.

"You speak English very we'll. Mr..
Sainton. Have you been long in the
countryp Well. wash the hair. then.
and be done"
Sainton was 10 ecstasies. He touched
the hair reverently. as one would
touch the garments Of saint
"Ah. mademoiselIe." be said, 70 take
care Of such hair forever-that would
be heaven. ! am 4 Frenchman; l have
. soul; ] can feel
Should you be afraid to die sud.
den death. Mr.. Sainton?" said the
quick voice from the depths Of a shower
Of water.
"Ciel! We do not speak Of such
things. mademoiselIe. There will come
time, know, when my bair will turn
gray; then, for the sake Of my pro-
fession. I shall be obliged to dye it.
There will come time after that when
| shall die; but we do not even think
of these things it is better not"
"But should you be afraid TO die
now?" persisted the girl.
Very much afraid" said / 6 hair
dresser, candidly.
"I'hen don't feel. Mr.. Sainton. !
never feel. make it the business OF
my life not to feel They tell me there
is something wrong at my heart, and
| that il ever feel either glad or sorry
| shall 60 Of. pop, like crow from
tree when YOU have shot it, like spark
that falls into water"
'WhO was il that said TO n,edemOis-
ellie that her heart Was bad?'
.GoWi gracious. Mr.. Sainton. my
heart is not bad. ! know my cate
chisn,, and 60 to church, AMI cook my
fathers dinner every day. and very
good dinner it il, loo. What put IL
into your head that had bad heart?"
Pardon! MademoiseIle, | mistake.
Who told mademoiseile that she was
sick at heart?"
Good gracious heavens! ! am not
sick at heart To be sure my mother
10 dead. and my sister is i'll. and my
father is as cross rs two sticks, bat foi
all that ! am not heart-sick. iike
this world very well. and when / feel
sad put more onions into the soup"
| SaintOn went Oh with his work for
some time in silence; then he tried
again. "You say ispcak gooh English.
and fatter myself have the accent
very well. but what avails if ! cannot
make you understand? Was it good
doctor who said rnademoisciIe's heart
was affected-toucheh.I might say?"
| There was shout of lauE.,te from
under the shower Of gold.
my heart touched! One would
think was in love. No-my heart is
not touched yet; least of ali by you.
Mr.. Sainton-least OF all by you. Mr..
SaintoD."
What shall ! pay you, Mr.. Sainton?"
said the little lad when the large hat
was once more on the head.
III mademoiselIe would but come
again" said the bair-dresser. putting
both hands resolutely behind his back.
when come again shall pay you
both for Il at time and this" she said.
with perhaps more tact than could have
been expected OF her. "And il you
want to live long, Mr.. Sainton, don't
feel. II | should feel should die off,
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 a
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. il |
| hau nd hno ,l
she will jeer At me; but il wait aud
work for her in silence then she will
believe" He made parlor for her 10
the room above his shop; and every
week as be 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
watchfulness. and lent Q kindly help
ing hand when he was out Of sight
The parlor grew into . shrine ready
for ito divinity, and the bair-dresser
worked and waited in silence.
Meanwh 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 gleam OF
sunshine which bad come into her sad
young life had faded. till the warmth
II had kindled in her heart died-as q
lamps fame dies for lack OF oil; died
AS q 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 Sainton; but
the very strength Of his feeling
made him grave.
Good gracious, yes; 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, 50 the other day
had my sister cut it of. My father
wanted to send for you. but said MOP"
How quickly train 6rfliought can
fash through the brain. SaintOn
asked himself II he loved the girl or
the hair, and his heart answered, very
sincerely, that 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 cut your
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