The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1894-12-16
THE STORY OF ANNE.
AID How She Painted Her Hair.

"Mercy'5 sakes she has red mar! eN-
"Why. / don't see how that can be-"
answered a feeble voice from the bed;
her father has brown hair and i nave
black. You may be mistaken. Look again.
won't your
well IT'S red, and that's all you can
make OF it," said the nurse, holding the
new baby's head very close to the niue
six-paned window; ITS fire red, ana
that's all you can make of 1t. Truly the
ways of Providence is mysterious ana
past findin' out" A.,
Well I'm very sorry" answered the
Young mother, maybe it Will be auburn
or golden I'm sure there are some very
pretty shades of hair Of that color bring
ner here to me little while
April was just yerging into May. ana
through the little six-paned window the
mother could see the orchard PINK WIN
1uds. and here and there cluster or
White opened blossoms. She could see
trough the tops of the trees the clouds
hasing each other across the SKY. BACK
+ the orchard the father was mendins
40 fence and whistling merrily. The
rother's face grew anxious.
I'm sure it's an uncommonly pretty
baby" she thought. ''and II surely Is not
Is fault that it has red halr' l nope the
,ther won't take a dislike to 1t. and
q stroked the little head tenderly.
he father having finished his work:
rev his tools over his shoulder, ana
.me through the orchard toward the
- What is it," he asked quickly. 'fs any
hing wrong with the mother or the little
faughter?'
NO. sir; but the baby has red hair.
We've Just made sure of IT, though we've
suspected ii before"
RED is it! Well, what OF that? 1t only
hows its good Scotch-Irish blood. Why,
s inherited from its great-aunt Anne
What do you say. mother, let's call her
.nne."
md Anne they called her. and as she
rev up her hair was neither AUBURN nor
plden. but Just red.
wonder il grown people ever stop to
reject how sensitive children feel When
heir looks are made the subject OF out
spoken frankness. Before Anne was fiYe
ears old her hair had become TO her a
subject to be specially avoided. Some un-
Sc friends pointed out to her mother
he duty of teaching her to control her
emper while she was young, fier" temp
e.,s belonging necessarily TO red hair and
hook their heads in unbelief when her
other said Anne had the sweetest and
funniest of tempers. Rude cousins pre-
ended to warm their hands in 1t, would
re wits joked about her always carrying
ser own fire and consequently never get
ing cold until the poor child grew shy
md constrained, and carried about with
rer sense of wronging the community
Il large by having hair so totally unlike
ire rest of her brothers and sisters.
she was an imaginative child, living
much in her own thoughts, loving dearly
he wild roses and wind-swept prairies OF
her Western home; loving most or all
he companionship OF her father, VINO
saw only beauty In her tumbled crown
of hair that seemed such an offense. TO
all the rest. To him alone she was her
sweet. natural self, and in his ear were
poured all the childish troubles OF her
school life. sure always of his ready sym
pathy. He It was that told her ''the out
side Of the head mattered little If the in
side were well furnished, and that few
people would think twice of the color OF
her hair IL her heart were kind ana
hands helpful" They were great com
rades and out of school hours her bright
head could be seen following him across
the field or peepng up from the middle
of load OF hay or grain. To her ne
talked freely of his farming prospects
and sometimes confided to her his press
ing need of money to carry on his ar
fairs.
So, at the age Of ten, Anne had two
great wishes. One was for a good fairy
full brown; the other was to get some
money to help the dear father.
One morning on her way TO school.
she stopped to watch the shadows chase
each other across a field of ripening
wheat. Lightly the wind lifted the little
sailor hat, and tossed the bright hair
about her face. Two young people pass
ing by stopped to look at the picture she
unconsciously made.
what remarkable hair. Jennie" said
the young man to his companions; cit Is
the very tint I want in my picture.
must paint ~"