The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1894-12-13

k1Safn ~ Win his CubLO-
mary bad luck
drew the short string and went off,
with a bad face, to perform the
duty.
"Fetch out your old comb and be
quick about it, he said to Alphonsc:
but Alphonsc Irefused absolutely to
have bis toilet performed in the
open woods, SO they went into the
tent, and shortly CARING and |
heard screams that were louder
than those that had broken the quiet
of the previous midnight. "What
else do you expect, Alphon8e:' We
heard Heygendorf cxclaim impa-
tiently. every single hair is tied
in s-s-sailor's knot. Stand still,
now, | tell you, ana just let me jerk
the comb through couple Of times
more like that, and every tangle Will
be out. 1t may hurt little, but it's
the quickest way"
AIphonse refused most absolutely.
"The mode is to take one curl
each by each, and make separate the
hair" Alphonse explained. at is
not to treat me like the tail to d
horse"
CARING and | congratulated each
other that we had not drawn the
short string, and concluded that
Heygcndorf had settled down to an
hours task Of combing out the
twenty-five tight corkscrew curls
"saeh by each" But in five minutes
ne came out with IA grin on his face
that seemed to stretch around and
meet behind. Just back of blm
came AlphOnse, also radiant, and
short Of every ringlet, so that his
little round head looked the size of
billiard ball.
Behold" he cried, "IIeygendorf
has removed from me the hairs. He
has done it with the nail scissor of
Victorw
Il might have made b-b-better
work of it with straight pair of
scissors" said Heygendorf, highly
pleased. "Alphonse is cut up be-
cause we haven't any looking-glass.
1t seems a little jagged, doesn't it,
he asked, with another chuckle, as
he rubbed his hand over the young
s'er's knobby head.
"Iou may have to laugh on the
otherside of your mouth" said Car
ling. 81 dare say your mother liked
those curls, didn't she Alphonse?"
"No; | have told to Heygendorf
maman cares nothing for the curls;
it is | who liked them-before
made the visit to the camp" said
Alphonse, slipping his coffee. 81
now have many souvenirs to give
among my friends. Heygendort
shall have the gran curl that in for,
mer times grew from the center OF
my head, but you ozzers shall all be
remembered" he said, smiling at u:
impartially.
He continued to be very amiable.
He put the breakfast things away
exactly as CARING told him, anC
seemed completely changed.
"Iou might know it was frlzzles
that allied him; any boy would be
contrary with p p-pounds of hot
crinkly hair on him." said Iieygen
dorf, as we started to walk up the
mountain road to the vineyard ;
mile distant. We had the perfum,
of ripened grapes coming to us al
along the way, and when at last w
climbed the fence we found that the
grapes were nearly bursting on The
low vines.
AlphonSe persuaded Heygendori
te cut off two great punches of rec
Tokays, each over a foot long, anC
weighing nearly four pounds. Put
ting bunch on each end of short
redwood cane CARING had made fol-
him, he balanced them over his RICH
shoulder, and then meandered abou
pretending to sell us grapes. Wher
we left the vineyard Carling trieC
to make him drop this continuance
for he knew he would get tired car
rying it; but Alphouse refused alb
solutely.
We stopped at the house of the
vineyard owner for our mail. The
one letter was for master Alphons,
Dupont. He tore it open and reaC
it eagerly.
at is from the adorable Clairer
he said.
"Who's Claire?" we asked.
"My sister, my good elder sister
she and my maman are in SAINT;
Cruz. If | am homesick, Victor
must send me there to them"
well, you are homesiek, arm
you" asked CARING hopefully.
Alphonse did not reply.
eve are in the Santa Cruz noun
tains," he said thoughtfully; sis i
the long promenade to the town OF
Santa CRUZ"
"Rather; Mummy goodness" Hey
gsndorf answered.
The man who owned the vineyard
was laughing.
"You're the most curious looking
little chap that has camped here in
long time," he said finally.
"Have you the mirrow?" asked
Alphonse excitedly. 81 have the
gram desire TO behold myself"
ITO be continued next week.