Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1890-07-24
DIMPLE AND DUMPING.
THE SAD FATE OF TWO CHER
lSHED LITTLE INNocENTs.

They Were Pair of Golden Curls. aud
Hard Hearted Barber Cut Them on.
The Entire Secret History of One Family
Is Revealed During the Trying Ordeal.
There was only one chair vacant in a
downtown barber shop the other day when
tall young man, accompanied by lady
md lovely little girl of s, entered, and
calling the head barber to one side gave
him few explicit directions. Then the
little girls hat was removed and the bar
ber enveloped her in one of the big white
aprons, The young man lifted her up into
the BARRIERS chair with a whispered word
of reinsurance, and the lady, after kissing
her, passed her hands caressingly over all
the beautiful golden brown curls Then
she sat down in a corner where the child
could not see her face and pulled out her
pockethandkerchief.
BY this time the occupants of the five
other chairs had become vastly interested
All eyes were fixed on the sweet baby face
with its curly halo. 1t was pale little
face, and there were no rosebuds on its
cheeks, but above them were two glorious
gray eyes that shone like pair of stars.
On each side of the little face rested par
ticularly fat curl. The child placed her
hand upon each as the barber advanced
with the big shears, and gazed beseechingly
up into his face.
snow, Mr. Barber, I want you to leave
Dimple and Dumpling until the very last
cut all the rest of them off first, please.
shall miss them dreffully, you know; me
and Dimple and Dumping has always been
such friends. Dimple is going out to my
papa in II letter. My papa is way out in
Ceylon, you know. You haven't got papa
way out in Ceylon, Mr.. Barber?"
"No, miss, amt got none at ALL"
FAMILY SECRETS COME OUT.
"And haven't you got no mamma, Mr.
Barber5 My mamma is going to put Dump
ling into her Don't You Remember box
Did you ever see a Don't You Remember
box, Mr.. Barber?"
mo, miss, never did"
Mammals has got such funny lot Of
things in it. There's a little bit Of orange
blossom, and little pinafore that Alec
used to wear. That's Alec over there at
the window. And there's little red shoe
that was our little bruffer's. His name
was Robin, and he died before any of us
was borned, you know"
At this moment the mother stepped for
ward and whispered to the little girl.
There was an old gentleman with very
red face in one of the chairs who shook
like vertable jelly at the child's remark.
Big brother Aleo was blushing furiously,
and the whole b.. y n shop was all agog.
There was silence for moment or two
while the scissors went snipS snip, snip.
Then the little prattler broke forth again.
Mamma says Pm talking too much,
Mr.. Barber; but if don't talk shall begin
to cry. | cried awfully yesterday, you
know; so did mamma and nurse. That
was when the doctor came and said they'd
have to be cutted off. We all cried-'cept
Cecil. He's 8. He never cries-'cepting
when mamma spanks him. Then he howls.
But ut last stopped crying, for Alec said
he'd take me to lunch with him when we
came in to have it done; nurse said she'd
let me sit up till half past for whole
week; mammals going to get me silver
thimble and cook is going to have waffies
for tea when we get back. Do you like
waffies, Mr.. BarberP
The barber replied in the affirmative,
and then there was silence for II little while
Have you got sweetheart, Mr.. Bar
berH" A litter ran around the room, and
the barber turned as red as his pole out
side, but he replied in the negative.
"Alecs got one," pursued the child
"He goes to tea with her on Sunday. Cecil
says he's awfully sweet on her. Cecil
knows, too; he was under the sofa when
But Alec waited to hear no further. He
bolted bodily and waited on the corner
until the ordeal was at an end. The lady
arose and I'hispered some further cautions,
but they proved of no avail.
A TICKET TO THE BASEBALL GAME
Nov. miss, just please sit steady min
ute"
The scissors gave a snip, and poor Dump
ling fell down into her lap. Dimple fol-
lowed an instant later, and the child gazcd
ruefully at the two beautiful severed curls
"Good-by, Dumping and Dimple," she
said, and the tears began to gather.
THANK you very much, Mr.. Barber"
said the little child, holding her hand out
when me and Cecil get whiskers we'll
come to you to cut them off. Do you play
baseball, Mr. BarberP Cos if you do I'm
going to give you present. Would you
like ticket for our baseball match, Mr.
BarberP"
She pulled out little bit of pasteboard
from her pocket and handed it to him
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GRAND BASEBALL MATCH.