The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-02-19
SHE WAS NOT OF WAX.
From the Boston GLobe

For nearly month now every one pass
ing a Partisan hairdresser's shop in the
quarter Of the Madeleine had seen behind
the glass OF the great window beautiful
blonde head coiffed with little blue capu.
chon.
An adorable head 1t was, with tendrilly
tresses of shining gold, languishing eyes and
hslf-parted lips. seeming to need and to
await but a kiss to warm them to ardent
life.
It was the novelty Of the season in the
advertising line, aud the trade Of the Golf
feur so much increased thereby that it
really looked as if the police would be
needed to keep the street free.
All Paris-es one sheep follows another
over the fence till the whole flock has
passed-Wes occupied now with the pretty
fgurine of the Madeleine quarter.
But the eagerness of the city changed
nothing in the habits of the hairdresssr's
shop; the pretty hgurine in her coquettish
capuchon, faced with vteux rose, showed
herself neither more nor less often in her
velvet and crystal caging. and worse than
all for the importunate curious ones, when
they entered the shop and demanded of the
ma estic dame de compton a nearer view of
the wonderful wax image, she answered,
firmly and always, that the key was not in
uSE p0SSeSStOBy huu TO the
side OF the room, impenetrably inclosed to
the ceiling behind stout wooden paneling.
Marcel made up his mind one morning,
and entered the shop, determined to acquire
the beautiful object Of his desires, no mat
ter at what cost. The stately sales woman
met him. and sought to sell him everything
in the world but that which he had come to
purchase.
NO." said he; sit is the head that want
that is TO say, the head that last evening
was in the window, for the window al
present is empty"
With many hens and haws, the sales
woman hnally declared that she had no
authority to negotiate such an affair.
ITO whom, then" persisted Marcel,
''shall / address myself, MADAME
ITO the patron, monsieur. though / warn
you that it will be entirely useless, for for
nothing in the world would the patron part
with it." 1880
THAT is my affair, madam. And when
can the patron be seen! l wish to settle the
matter as soon as practicable"
Impossible to say, monsieur; the patron
goes out every morning, not;to return
sometimes-till exceedingly late"
His home address, then9" urged Marcel,
stubbornly.
'Out of the question, monsieur; 1t is for
hidden to disclose it,"
Marcel was not to be stopped by trifles.
He took up his stand in a cafe opposite the
hairdresser's shop and waited.
About II o'clock he saw little becuried
pomaded and perfumed being enter the
place and begin TO strut around with the
air of the master. He quickly crossed and
| stated bis business. He was badly received,
truly.
''If such outrageous, such indiscreet steps
continue" fumed the artistic ooiffeur, II
shall close up my shop Immediately, m'sieur
haF M 49, H. T.
capital In Europe with-with my head,
m'sieur-never, never, l repeat, have l
suffered before q persecution that equals
this"
But, monsieur" said Marcel, "you look
at this matter in a very strange manner.
Allow me a word Of explanation. You are
merchant, and possess an object that
find to my taste and which offer to buy
from you. What could DO simpler, par
ticularly as am willing to pay whatever
price you choose to askY'
''And l tell you, m'sieur," returned the
enraged little man, stamping around like
one possessed, mo matter what price you
offer, my-my object is not for sale. Any
thing else that you please in my shop
paints, powders, perukes, capuchons,
trinkets-anything, anything | say, but
but the figurine in my window"
The case was hopeless. Marcel departed,
defeated and furious.
She was regularly In her place for per-
haps week more, when the window was
| empty, and, queerer than all else, the win
dow remained empty.
Comte CASTOR Leopold, too, had strangely
| disappeared, and was to be found at neither
house, club, opera, nor any other place that
once mad known him. Marcel INQUIRED for
him Of friends, and besieged the servants
who answered the door.
IN. lie Comts had left Paris very sud-
| denly" they responded, without saying
where he was going or how long he would
remain"
A month passed, and then, one evening at
the club, Marcel and Blankston's wager
upon the coiffeur's hgurine brought up the
subject again.
But she's there no more. you know :"
sadly declared little Frisbie.
Eha What? Gone for good, the pretty
little igurinef"
$50 it seems"
And so eventually it proved; the window
Yves rearranged and filled with a miscel-
| laneous collection Of all sorts of things
epropos Of women toilets -tichus, flowers,
COMBS, brushes, pads and buckles-auything
that you could ask, in fact, but not so much
as one golden curl OF the little ngurine's
pretty head.
"But she wasn't there always at first, FRS
bic, you KNOW" cried voice at the back,
"only occasionally; perhaps we miss her"
mo, she comes no more, l tell you. I've
watched and waited; it is total eclipse.
Deuced hardon me. besides. for that pretty
little hgurlne was genuine mascot to ma
| When l stopped to look al her, and she
smiled upon me, luck was always, as now it
ls the reverse, in my favor"
And as for me )" said another, when she
! gave me look"
This was too much; disturbed in his rub.
Der, the old Comte Danneville brought the
chatter 20 an end with a sharp rap on the
table. A cotfeur's figurlne smiling and
gazing at passers-by! Pooh What rub
blshl Not to be tolerated moment In a
! serious game Of piquet!
! Marcel alone remained thoughtful, and.
next morning, breakfast over, be betook
himself hurriedly to the cafe thai once be-
fore served him as an observatory.
The window opposite was still minus Of a
| fgurine, and appeared even not expect
one; the place once graced by the beautiful
head was otherwise occupied.
Watching and Illuminating over the
strange turn OF affairs, Marcel suddenly saw
coming and going In the shop the artistic
colheur; but, heavens, was it really he. or
| only his shadow?
The little man had aged full twenty years.
He was neither powdered, painted, poma-
TUNED nor curled. His costume even be-