The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-03-23

J I've done so much to get her for myselfQ
''Oh. Stephen" said Alice, employing the
quaint paraseology, Of her sect, 81 thought
| you wanted 10 get her for the L-rdr'
Stephen frowned darkly at her, and
Alice's faithful heart was pierced by sud
| den papg
"She's a good bit altered OF late" the
| girl went on. after a moments pause
MAYBE people wouldn't know her now.
Except her hnir. It's such queer color
| you'd notice it anywhere"
1T was that as did all the mischief said
Stephen slowly.
AYE, it's been great snare to her, She
spends lot OF time over it stil.n
''If it was cut off, said Stephen, still very
slowly, sit would take from Ler one of the
snares of the devil-and she would be n
good bit altered. Folks would almost take
her for lunatic if iJ was cut quite short"
| 20, Steve You'd never cut off all that
beautiful hairl Why, it's down to her
knees, and more!n
"All the more reason" said the man
rather sternly, "that she should give it up u
Again Alice paused She was always
trying to bring herself into accordance with
Stephens views Of things, but she did not
| always succeed.
ut would fetch lot at the hairdresser's. -
she said at last, in reflective tone
Stephen Looked thoughtful, but made no
reply.
| This little conversation had taken place
in the brothers room. Alice was hardly
surprised TO see Stephen suddenly walk into
the next apartment and address himself
with studied gentleness to jess. The girl
was sitting on her bed, her elbows on her
knees and her chin on her hands. She
| looked worn and wretchedly i'll: but as
| Alice had remarked, she had evidently
| spent good deal of time over her hair
which was deliberately coiled and plated
| round her head.
you're not looking well. Jess Stephen
began.
II shall never To WE'LL" said Jess, in a
dull tone, until l can S. e George again"
'Itisn't very likely that You will see him
| again, my poor lass. He's given you up
It's April now, and you haven't seen him
| since January. No good thinking of him.
/ heard say that he had gone abroad to
some foreign place."
jess flushed deeply, and did not speak.
| I've been thinking how we're to get
along" Stephen proceeded. SPIN hoping to
| get full work again soon, and then l shan't
| want you to sew at them button holes
| But as you have TO sew for the present,
there's one thing l want you TO do which
will give you more time for work. You
spend half an hour or more doing that hair
of yours, jess. Alice told me so. It's a
| snare to you, my dear-a golden snare,
| You had better give it up"
GIVE it up? Cut it off, do you means"
she asked. raising her heavy eyes to
Stephens face.
"Yes. Let me cut it off for you. Whai
M Mas your h Vani1y prougnG you TO, JESSE
tsoa S 1uS misery ano shame snow US
Ylo, I{o ou GSn "aut W co'ihu5 sen pleas
| for you liz vain"
There was short silence Alice stood
trembling, expecting an outburst Of passion
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=, VI course he would, said Alice eagerly.
1he olo not know 50 much as Stephen did Of
EASTWOOD is illness. and she thought she saw
ner way toward making point. "lf he'd
peeh true TO you, jess, he would have ran
Wof.o ,, cmo wroi J " 1o.uon 10 geC az you
tLG.et yDu, iLlllo up W H. my uear, ne 1oh
a,ad ~ ouo you no more 90 MAKE hasIe
CIV Cd youl own SOUL
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| 1oa u ooA caie aoouo ytninS IL
80 20 ntss toLU me uare say us ull true
| "na' ~" " salu never was MS "lle,
| ~ O. way 10 ni0.Ao me pSiieFe rs nc
uiu ieA'ly. ouD IL ooil hlateer now.
| he never married you, said Stephen alb
ruptly. And now he's deserted you Tor
| good"
| Then don't care for anything" said
jess, listlessly. "You may cut of my hair
II you like. It's plague to me now. And
| what does il matters / shall be in my
grave afore long. and nobody can't trouh lie
me there"
| give me the scissors, Alice" said
| Stephen, in a somewhat unsteady voice.
| She noticed that his hand trembled as he
took the implement in his hand. He began
to pull the pins out of Jess plat, and
| presently the girls hair was loose upon her
| shoulders.
| 80, Stephen" Alice cried out. impulsive-
| ly, you amt never going to cut off all that
lovely hair YOURSELF"
! Nv ho'd do it better?" he asked, harshly.
Mind your own business" Aud then the
| dividing shears met sharply, and a long
tress of curling gold fell TO the floor.
| Alice said no more although her eves
were full of tears and her cneeks aflame
| with woman's natural pity for another
woman in distress. Jess sat motionless.
looking like a pale imags of despair
Stephen went on cutting at the golden iocxs
with a ruthless hand. He had his own
purposes to serve. lie cut the girls hair
| close to the roots, and the disbursement