Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1893-06-17
THE FIGURING.

quarter of the Madeleine had seen behind
the glass of the great window beautiful
blond head coifed with little blue ca
puchin.
An adorable head it was, with tendrilly
tresses of shining gold, languishing eyes
and half parted lips, seeming to need and
TO await but kiss to warm them to ardent
life.
It was the novelty of the season in the
advertising line, and the trade Of the Golf
feur SO much increased thereby that it real
ly looked as if the police would be needed
to keep the street free.
All Paris-as one sheep follows another
over the fence till the whole flock has
passed-was occupied now with the pretty
fgurine of the Madeleine quarter
But the eagerness of the city changed
nothing in the habits Of the hairdresser's
shop. The pretty figurine in her coquettish
capuchin faced with vieux rose showed
herself neither more nor less often in her
velvet and crystal caging, and worse than
all for the importunate and curious ones
when they entered the shop and demanded
Of the majestic dame de compton nearer
view Of the wonderful wax image she an
swered firmly and always that the key was
not in her possession and blandly pointed
to the side Of the room impenetraby in
closed to the ceiling behind stout wooden
paneling.
Marcel made up his mind one morning
and entered the shop, determined to ac-
quire the beautiful object Of his desires, no
matter at what cost. lhestately saleswom-
an met him and sought to sell him every
thing in the world but that which he had
come to purchase.
mo" said he, sit is the head that want
that is To say, the head that last even
ing was in the window, for the window at
present is empty"
With many hens and haws the sales
woman finally declared that she had no au-
thority to negotiate such an affair.
"To whom, then" persisted Marcel,
"shalI address myself, madameW
"To the patron, monsieur, though Iwarn
you that il will be entirely useless. For
nothing in the world would the patron part
with it,"
THAT is my affair, madame. And when
can the patron be seen; wish to settle
the matter as soon a. practicable"
impossible to say, monsieur; the patron
goes out every morning, not to return some
times-till exceedingly late"
"His home address then" urged Marcel
stubbornly.
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 l9 o'clock be saw little becurled,
pomaded and pcrfumed being enter the
place and begin to strut around with the
air of the master He quickly crossed and
stated his business. He was badly received
truly.
''If such outrageous, such indiscreet steps
p continue" fumed the artistic coiifeur, II
shall close up my shop Immediately,
m'sieur. Never before, and have dwelt
In every capital in Europe with-with my
head. m'sieur-never, never, l repeat, have
/ suffered before persecution that equals
this"
but monsieur" said Marcel, you look
at this matter in a very strange manner.
Allow me word of explanation. You are
a merchant and possess an object that
find to my taste and which offer to buy
from YOU. What could be simpler, partic-
ularly as / am willing 10 pay whatever
price you choose to askf"
And | tell you, IN 'sieur," returned the
enraged little man, stamping around ike
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, capuchlns, trin
kets-anything, anything l say, but-bu'
the figure in my window"
The case was useless Marcel departed
defeated and furious.
She was regularly in her place for per
haps a week more, when the window wa
emuty. and aueerer than all else the win
dow remained empty.
Compile CASTOR Leopold, too, hat
strangely disappeared and was to be fount
at neither house, club, opera, nor any othe
plaee that once had known him. Marco
incurred for him OF friends and besiegeC
the servants who answered the door.
IN. lie Comte had left Paris very sud
denly.p they responded, without sayinl
where he was going or how long he would
Aremain."
A month passed. and then one evening
at the club Marcel and Blankston's wage
upon the coiffeur's figurine brought up tn
subject again.
But she's there no more, you know,
sadly declared little Frisbe.
"Eh9 WHAT Gone for good, the prett
little flgurinep
$50 it seems"
And so eventually it proved The wiz
dow was rearranged and filed with mis-
cellaneous collection OF all sorts OF thing
apropos Of women's toilets-hchus, howeri
combs, brushes, pads and buckles-anJ
thing that you could ask in fact, but nc
so much as one golden curl OF the little fig
urines pretty head.
But she wasn't there always at frs
fFrisbie. you know" cried voice at th
back, "only occasionally; perhaps we mis-
her.
. "No, she comes no more, / tell you. Nv
\ watched and waited; it is total eclips'
Deuced hard on me besides, for that prett
little fgurine was a genuine mascot to m
When stopped to look at her and sh
smiled upon me, luck was always, as no
It Is the reverse, in my favor"
"And as forme," said another, when sh
gave me a look"--