The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-07-23
DEFENSE OF REDHAIR
IT COMES FROM THE ARTIST With A
DREAMY, PARKWAY LOOK.


Poets Sing of Her.
We went to our favorite bench III Lin
coin park, sitting so we could view the
lake. / watched my artist friend who
had asked me TO take quiet stroll with
him. Between us there had been no great
friendship-only a sincere responsive
ness ON my part to most charming in
fuence. He lazily pulled away at an ex-
cellent cigar. He was in a dreamy
mood. and | was afraid he was going to
be silent. He was a man of striking
personal appearance-tall, dark, strong
and sinewy. His eyes, though OF fierce
black, had kindly lines about them,
softening the expression almost to ten
derness.
tried to open conversation by re-
marking:
Come, now, let us play truth upon
honor for one-half hour.
Every we'll. What shall the topic be9"
"Oh, anything from the Humphrey
bills to the question, why has red hair
always been looked upon in all ages
with aversion?
"Red hairl" exclaimed he. "There's
no such thing. Don't let any one con-
vince you that there is such thing as
real red hair. What people call red hair
is mixture of two or three shades OF
yellow and brown. Call it auburn or
Titan.
l saw that my friend was getting
PARKWAY look and would soon become
reminiscent. He continued:
II never knew red haired girl to be
stupid. She is always interesting, quick
of action, quick of speech, quick to re-
sent, quick to forgive and, above all,
sympathetic. She makes many bright
speeches and sometimes with the great
est naivete. For instance / know
charming young lady on the North Side,
a golden haired belle, who boasts
family crest over 800 years old, whose
wit is equaled only by her love of fun.
She is somewhat religiously inclined.
To a young gentleman who earnestly
entreated her to waltz the other evening
she returned the startling negative, III
be damned if do. OF course she meant
it as a statement, not as an asseveratlon.
"Red hair brings with it great sensi-
bility. When the owner has blue eyes
and brown brows and lashes, she is of a
sentimental turn of mind and always
musical. Brown eyes and dark lashes
are noted for their beauty and often
develop great dramatic talent. Red hair
always goes with strong emotions, and
the red haired girl laughs and cries at
the theater, while her dark haired sis
ter loses half of life by being more dig
nifed and less appreciative. Yes, sigh
ed my friend meditatively. "She is
lovable darling when she likes you, but
sharper than two edged sword when
she doesn't. "
l looked at my artist friend in utter
establishment and wondered why my in
nocent remark had called for so much
enthusiasm. However, l was rather
pleased than otherwise, as my own hair
barely escaped the suspicious color.
81 see there is no room for argument
here" ventured to remark.
well, no." he laughingly replied,
"but I'll tell you something for your
own consolation. When 1 was abroad
last year, | came across red haired
club in Vienna, and to prevent fraud
ulent admissions every candidate was
obliged to wash his hair in hot water
before the committee"
"Your apology is accepted, l re-
marked.
"Oh," said my artist friend, Il am
Just freeing my mind.
| glanced sideways at the artist. He
had not quite recovered from the far
away look, and | felt that l had I'M
Willingly probed his very heart and
wrested the secret of his life. Surely his
heart, as well as his mind, was engaged
in the defense of the red head, and,
smiling inwardly, said to him:
"Who are our red headed women of
fame?"
"Well, there was Helen of Troy. No
one can deny that she played a prom
inent part in history Then there were
Elizabeth % England, Joan of Arc, the
ex-Empress Eugene. The famous ac-
tress, Adelaide Nelson, had red hair,
you know, and even one of her severest
critics spoke of her hair as FURNISHED
gold that fioated round her royal head.
"In the literary world red hair is in
tensely admired. Emerson loved it.
James Whitcomb Riley has written
many poems on it, and in one he calls
it nut brown hair with gold CLEAN.
Dante Gabriel Rossetti wife, who died
when very young, had hair of yellow
red, long and curling. He buried all
his poems with her, but the friends who
had wished for his fame had them re-
moved few years after and found that
the beautiful red hair had twined itself
all about the manuscript"
"Well, this is all very eloquent, VI
said /, "but it has aroused my curiosi
ty. 1t makes me anxious to ask ques-
ton. AS we are still playing at truth
upon honor / suppose / may dare, foi
old times sake, er-er- Who is she
What is the name of your Titianesqut
beauty?'
But, with a little, low laugh, my
friend of the brush said:
1.-THE half hour is up. Au revoir. ~
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