Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1893-03-24
The TINTED VENUS.
AFARoIRL ROMANCE.
CHAPTER Kill.
d,np Last STRAW.

ing, so mechanically that one custom
or, who had requested TO have bus lux
rant locks trimmed found himself
reduced to state Of penal bullet-head-
edness before he could protest, and an
other sacrificed his sNfllSkels ana part
of one ear to the hairdressers unln-
sp1red SCISSORS. For Lenders eyes
were constantly turned TO the front
part Of his shop where his apprentice
might come i'll at any moment with the
answer To his appeal.
At last the moment came when the
bell fixed on the door sounded sharply,
and he saw the sleek head and chubby
red face he had been so a1xlOuSly eX-
pecting. lie was busy with q customer,
but that did not defain him then, and
tie rushed quickly 10 the outer shop.
well, William" he said breathlessly,
"A nice time you've been over that
message. | gave YOU the money for
your bus. y
''Iessur, but it was this way: You
slid q green bus, and | took a green
bus with Bayswatcr Oh il, and | didn't
stopped sen to the conductor, This
amt kcnsingtOn Gardens, and he seZ
NO, it's Archer street. and / sez'--
Never mind that now; you got to the
shop, didn't YOU
Yes, got 10 the shop, sir, and see
the lady, but seq to that conductor,
You should ha' told me- ] sez''----
Did she give You anything for me-
interrupted Lcander, impatientIy.
1eSSur, said the boy.
Then where The dooce is itT'
Ere, said William, and brought
out An cnveIoep which his master tore
open With JOY; il contained his own let
ter,
William, he SAID, unste adlly, lis
This all p
Amt it enough, sir?' said the young
scoundreI, who had guessed the state Of
affairs ana felt IN impish satisfaction
at his employers rejection.
None Of that, William; d'ey hear
me- said Leander. William, amt
been bad master to you. Tell me, how
did she take IT,
Well, She didn't seem to want to
take 1t nohow at first" said the boy:
i went up to The desk where she was
4 sitt1n' and gave 1t TO her, and by and
by she opened it with the tips OF her
fingers, as If it would bite ami read 1t
all through very carefully, and l could
see her nose going up gradual and her
solor coming. and then she says to me;
lou may 90 now, boy; there's no ans
Wer; ami ! sez to her, If you pleas,
miss, master says as | was not to go
away Withour an answer so sez. lmcom
mon short and stiff, In that case he
shall have IT.! like that, she seq, as
proud aS Il queen, and she SciibbIes Il
line or two on it, and throws it to me.
aud goes on casting up figures
A line or two, WhcrcT' cried can
der, and caught up the letter again. yes
there on the last page was Matilda S
Commercill handwriting. and the poor
man read the cruel words, II have moth
Ing 10 advise: give YOU up 10 your
goddess,
Very Well WiIiam,' he said with Il
deadly calm, that's al. You young
devil what are YOU staggering at" he
addeSi, with 4 sudden OutburSt.
Only something card I boy Sly III
the street, sir, going along, sir: nothing
to do With you, sir"
"Oh. youth, YOUTH muttcIed the
poor broken man: boys don't grow
feelings, any more than they grow
whiSkcT'S.
And he went back To- his saloon, where
lie WAS Instantly hailed With rcproaches
from the abandoned customer. Look
here sir! what do you mean by this?
| told You ] wanted to be shaved, and
you've Soaped the top OF my head and
left il 10 cool. What" land he made
use of eXpletiveS here, what are you
about"
Leander apologiZed on the ground of
business of a pressing nature, but the
otscmrue bbtti! It'll? til? &!
customer was not pacitied. business.
SIR your business is here. I'm Your
business and | come to be shaved, and
yuo soap the top OF my head and leave
me aIl alone to dry Its scandalous
it's --"
Look here sir" interrupted Lean
der sloomlly; I've q good deal OF priv
ate trouble To put up with just now
without having you go ON at me: 50
| must ask YOU not to arrest me like
this. or don't know what | might do,
With razor 50 handy
"fhnt'u do said the customer haSti-
"; II don't care about being shaved
this morning. Wipe my head and let
me go; no, Ill wipe it myself; don't you
trouble! nd he made for the door. 1T
IS my belief he said, pausing on the
threshold for an instant, that You're 4
dangerous lunatic. sir; you ought to be
shut up,
down on me after this" thought Lean
der but | Shant wait Tor him. No il
is all over now; the die is fixed! Crue
lille. You have spoke the mandrake
YOU have thrust me into the stony
harms of that heather goddeSS-alway:
suppoSing the police don't nip in fuS
and get the start of her.
No more customers came that day
which was fortunate. perhaps. for them
The afternoon passed and dusk ap
preached. but the hairdresser sat OF
mouonlesS. i'll his darkening saloon
without the energy to light Il single ga
jr;
At ;ilst he reused himself sufficient,
Ttl ~ hn Of ti,n stu, lin,