The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1897-08-04
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fannie, who IL here To help wall at
table, came into the balcony and said 4
'Oh, how your hair shines! How do
you make IL look like that?' Well, at
first thought wouldn't answer her."
'Why, dear?" asked her mother.
"Well," said Myrtle, IT am young
lady and she is not. She had no
business to speak to me first"
Myrtle, true lady is never
naughty" said mamma, 'but you
answered?"
"Welll II opened my eyes at
her first" Myrtle said, 'like this"
and she drew back her head and
stared
~ should have been ashamed Of you
If / had seen you, dear, said mamma.
''But answered, said Myrtle. "T
said give my hair fifty strokes every
day. And don't think she noticed
anyhow. She was looking at the
brush. / had laid il down on chair.
Then she said: III give my hair q
brush Well, mamma, before could
speak, il she wasn't brushing her hair
it is short, like boy's-with my
brush. Could / help staring at that?''
"Well, / confess, there was cause
for astonishment, said mamma.
"Well, she polished away for q
while, and then put the brush down.
Il guess my hair shines too, now,' she
said, and then looked as scornful as
I could and picked up the brush and
threw it hard into the garden, and it
hit on n stone and broke into pieces.
oh! OH ohp that girl cried, you've
broken the pretty brush! Il don't
care. / should never have used it
again, after you had brushed your
hair with it,, / said, and she turned
red and began to cry, and ran away.
can hear her crying yet downstairs. +"
Poor childv" said mamma.
| "Poor me, / think" said Myrtle.
"Why, mamma, you don't even let
sister and me use the same hair
brushes, and there is my brush broken
-grandma's present and the set
spoiled"
"And there is poor Fannie's heart
broken and her comfort spoiled" said
mamma. "There is no need of temper
and violence on any occasion. OF
course, people should not use the
same hair brushes. You need never
have used that one again. But L
could have purified the bristles with
orange flower water, and You could
have kept it in the case with your
other pretty things, but you need not
have insulted the girl. She knew no
better. No doubt if she has sisters
they all use the very same brush"
"But she is little waiter GIRL"
said Myrtle.
"And you are little lady," said
mamma. 'That obliges you to be
polite, and you must explain to the
little girl and apologize.
81 apologize! She ought to, cried
Myrtle.
"That true Queen Victoria always
made her little princesses apologize. to
any one they had offended because they
were princesses, said mamma. "Now,
when you have thought what to say,
tell me and l will go downstairs with
you" -~
Myrtle looked rebellious awhile, but
pretty soon she rose and said: 'I'm
ready, mamma" and her mother took
her by the hand and they went down
stairs together. Fannie was there
crying and folding up some aprons
"I'm sorry to go, Mrs. Smith," she
was saying to the landlady, "but if
that girl thinks me so dirty that I'd
poison her hair brush, why-I can't
stay in the house, glad as am to earn
few dollars, and I'm going"
"Now, DEAR" whispered Myrtle's
mother, and the little girl walked into
the kitchen and straight up to Fannie.
'I'm sorry if hurt your feelings,
Fannie" she said.
anybody would be mad to be told
they were so dirty they'd spoil per-
sons hair brush so they could not use
it again." said Fannie.
Fannie" said Myrtle, 81 think
you one of the cleanest little girls 1
ever saw"
81 suppose it's because I'm hired
help then" said Fannie. 'City folks
are so stuck up"
Fannie" said Myrtle, mamma
the same brushes. OF course, you
know it isn't nice to use another's
tooth brush?"
Its filthy to dothat, said Fannie.
"Well, doctors say that it is just as
wrong to use others combs and
brushes" said Myrtle.
my lands!" cried Fannie.
"And 1 did not think it was polite
of you when you used mine and II
was not polite either, and please ex-
cuse me-"
} Fannie looked at her aud nodded.
'If it was like that you were ex-
cusable," she said, "and I'll not be
mad any more and stay with Mrs.
J Smith the summer out"
Myrtle nodded and ran out of the
room.
When her mother came upstairs she
was lying on the bed crying.
"Poor child" said mamma. 'It
costs something to be lady," and she
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