The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1891-07-02
DINpLE AND DUMPING.
How Little Lena ileneed tn Barber
and Hid Co 1T All A one.

tered, and calling the head barber to one
side gave him a few explicit directions.
Then the little girls hat was removed.
and the barber envelope1 her in one OF
the big white aprons. The Young man
lifted her mp into the BARRIERS chair with
a whispered word Of reinsurance, and the
lady. after kissing her, passed her hands
caressinSly over all the beautiful golden
brown curls. Then she sat down in a
ccner. where the child could not see
her face, and pulled ont her pocket
handkerchief.
By this time the occupants Of the five
other chairs had become vastly interest
ed. All eyes were fixed on the sweet
baby face with its curly halo. It was a
pale little face. and there were no rose
buds o. its cheeks, but above them were
two glorious gray eyes that shone like a
pair of stars. On each side Of se little
face rested a particularly fat curl. The
child placed her hand upon each as the
barber advanced with tho big shears.
and gazed beseechingly up into his face.
Nov, Mr.. Barber, / want you to
leave Dimple and Dumping until the
very last. Cut all the rest of them of
first, please. | shall miss them dreffully,
you know. Me and Dimple and Dump
ling has always been such friends. Dim
pie is going out to my papa in a letter.
Ny papa is way out in Ceylon, you know.
You haven't got q papa way out in Cey-
Ion, Mr.. Barber
mo, miss; | amt got none at all"
"And haven't you got a mamma, Mr..
Barber2 My mamma is going to put
Dumping into her Don't You Remem-
Der box. Did You ever see o Don't You
Remember box, Mr. Earberg'
mo, miss, | never did"
Mammals has got such o funny lot Of
things in it. There's little bit Of orange
blossom and a little p~inafore that Alec
used to wear. That's Alec over there
by the window. And there's a little red
shoe that was our little bruffer's. His
name was Robin, and he died before
any of us was horned, you know"
At this moment the mother stepped
forward and whispered to the little girl.
There was IN old gentleman with a very
red face in n Of the chairs who shook
like a veritable jelly at the child's re-
mark. Big brother Alec was blushing
furiously and the whole barber shop was
all agog.
There was silence for a moment or
two, while the scissors went snip, snip,
snip. Then the little prattler broke
forth again.
Mamma says I'm talking too much,
Mr.. Barber; but if don't talk l shall be-
gin to cry. Icried 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 eight years old.
He never cries-'cepting when
spanks him; then he bowls. But at 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 2 for a whole week;
mammals going to get me a silver
thimble, and cook is going to have
waffles for tea when we get back. Do
you like wafles, Mr.. BARBER
The barber replied in the affirmative.
and then there was silence for a little
while.
Have you got a sweetheart, Mr.. Bar
ber?' A litter ran around the room, and
the barber turned as red as his pole out
side, but he replied in the negative.
"Alec's got one" pursued the child.
HE goes to tea with her on Sunday.
Cecil says he is 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 cor
ner until the ordeal was at an end. The
lady arose and whispered some further
cautions, but they proved of no avail.
well, Mr.. Barber, if you haven't got
any sweetheart or papa or mamma, you
must be q norphan. Are you a norphan,
Mr.. BARBER
The man nodded his head and then
asked his questioner to keep her head
still, like a good girl.
Another pause. Then:
"Mr. Barber..'
"Yes, miss"
IF you is a norphan what does you
say when you go TO bed? You can't say
God bless papa and mamma any more.
I'm very glad I'm not a norphan."
There wa a dead silence in the room
after that until the redfaced old gentle
man blew his nose. The BARRIERS task
was almost finished now.
Whats the matter, mamma? You're
cryin'."
"why. no, I'm not Lena. What
makes'-
.'Oh, but yes you are, mamma. l can
hear you shifting. and besides, l can see
your face in the looking glass. There's
two big tears running down your nose"
Now, miss, just please sit steady a
minute"
The scissors gave q snip, and poor
Dumping fell down into her lap. Dim
pie followed an instant later, and the
child gazed ~ruefully at the two beauti-
full severed cnrls.
"Goodby. Dumping and Dimple,' she
said, and the tears began to gather.
They almost overaowed a moment later
as the barber lifted her from the chair
and she walked to the long mirror to
survey herself. But her mother was
equal to the emergency. Before Lena
had time to realize her changed appear
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