The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1892-04-28

WSz 81 a lonely farm
<@II h use, where
- Howard, stop.
ping for q day to await the arrival Of
some friends, was so unfortunate as
to sprain his ankle. 1t was nothing
serious, but it compelled him to re-
main quiet for a few days. His
friends, arriving, proceeded on their
way, leaving him in my care.
Frank was a cherry, happy young
fellow of 20, and took his mishap
with uncommonly goodgrace. Tread
to him from my small store of books
and papers, and we had long and in
teresting talks. Frank was full Of
the enthusiasm ofyouth, and I, eight
or ten years his senior, was, my
steady going colleagues would have
said, a visionary, romantic boy.
Those few days made US better ac-
quainted than we would have become
in months of intercourse in the city.
When Frank was able to rejoin his
friends my time was up and I return
ed to town, regretting the necessity
that compelled me to part with the
pleasant young fellow.
He did not forget his prom Use to
look me up when he returned to the
city, and from that time on we were
the best of friends. had. I am sure,
more Of his confidence than did any
one else, and [ talked to him in a
way that my medical brethren would
have pronounced wild and unpro-
fessional, but he took it in sober
earnest, no matter how wild, believ-
ing in my theories because / arid
them.
My friend was q good looking
young fellow, tall, we'll made. as to
figure, easy and graceful. He had
blue gray eyes, we'll shaped brow
and rounded chin. dark hair which,
however, was quite thin, giving
promise to early badness, a nose
perhaps a trihe too long and an up.
per lip trife too short. His front
teeth, though white, were not well
shaped. Greatly to his sorrow he
could not raise mllstache, try as
hard as he might, and he has tried
very hard, indeed, investing many a
dollar in nostrums warranted to pro
duce the desired result.
l. 1ro11
ment a mustache would be-he did
not banker after whiskers, a mus
tache was all he wanted-for he had
worn false ones upon several occa-
sions when taking part in private
theatricals. He was quite clever,
and played very we'll for an amateur
but often accepted a part, verify
believe, more for the opportunity it
gave him to wear a mustache than
for any other reason.
He was well situated financially.
His parents were dead. His father
had left him good business, which,
however, had SO far demanded little
OF his attention, as his father had
also lett him a partner, a shrewd,
steady bachelor, without near kin,
who was devoted to the young man.
Considerable property outside of the
business added a good deal to his
income. Like myself he had few
relatives, but then he had hosts OF
friends, and was a great favorite in
society. There were plenty of nice
girls who would have become Mrs.
Howard-Qe at a time, OF course
had he asked them, mustache or no
mustache. No one thought of his
lack of one as he did, and none but
knew how he felt about it. ~..
We had been discussing various
experiments one evening when he
had dropped in, as he often did, on
his way to q reception. After a
silence OF some moments, evidently
spent in deep thought, for he had
not seemed to hear one or two Of
my remarks, Frank broke out:
"See here, doctor, can you trans
plant bit of some ones scalp to
my lip and make mustaohe that
will grow? You read or told me
something one evening about such
an experiment. or else I dreamed it.
have been wanting to speak to you
about it. I'd gladly spare some OF
my own scalp if the hair on it wasn't
so awfully thin. I'll give you a
thousand dollars if you can manage
it and pay all expenses. Think it
over and see if there isn't some way
to do it, and now I must be off.
Good night, old boy!'
laughed at the idea, but after he
had gone | could not help thinking
about it. A thousand dollars was
certainly tamntinr NV nra ntinn did