The bee., 1908-11-19


We'll, IL looked
-.-.--------~ worse than that.
N",oae your Aunt Nancy
woes didn't seem to no
Hice. she sat down on the bed, Just
as sociably az you might have done.
have come TO have a little talk
with you, Nancy, she said. Nothing
viii induce to call me Nannette.
1 take an interest in you for your IN.
TIERS sake and also because you are
my namesake. know ought to do
my duty by you and / shall
That made me groan inwardly and
wonder which OF my many imparfec.
uoDs had attracted her notice. She
did not long leave me In doubt.
Nancy, she said, you have the
most extraordinary coiffure | have
ever beheld upon a human being. How
comes II that a slight young creature
Ike you should be possessed OF such
an enormous head Of hairy Couldn't
you manage TO compress Il within rea
sonable bounds? II gives your head
size rfdiculously disproportionate to
your body. Such a growth OF hair IL
almost q deformity'"
Did you ever!" calculated the
bosom friend.
There was a wicked twinkle In hei
eye and a smile about her mouth. M
eyes strayed involuntarily to her owI
sparse locks, which were twisted int
hard knot at the back Of her head
II you will believe me. surmountipt
that encrescence was the most mag
Aihcent comb-real tortoise shell. sel
with seed pearls and tiny diamonds,
the most exquisite object you can ina
gine."
How incongruous in that cOnReo
uoni" Rurmured the bosom friend.
Decidedly so.' agreed Nannette
Well. AuRt Nancy kept harping upoI
my frightfu growth OF hair-on.
would imagine that 1 was a monstros
lty, 10 hear her talk--untiI I had q
admit that Il was not all my own.
DO you mean TO tell me that yoV
wear false hair-a young EirI Tx,
your abe cried. lifting her hands II
horror. That all those little puffs
bAd-'and sausages and beautiful!
waved locks are artincialY
The marcel wave Ia my own, an
swered Sulkily, but the--sausages. af
you call them. are false Why, Aun.
Nancy. II is the fashIon-eVerybo bodl
wears them.
A NEST ridiculous fashion, sale
Amt Nancy emphatically, and not a.
AL becoming. Why my dear child do
you knew that much OF the false hair
that in cold Ia from thS heads of Chi
ness criminals, many Of whom have
eeen executed for their erimesf Da
you not know that America eOmpetes
with France and other countries 70,
this stuR7 To think Of the women Of
Lhis enlightened coantry beiRE willinr
10 make carioatures OF themselves by
wearing bushels OF hair from the headi
" heather foreignersl And TO thinb
that my owh niece is among the mum.
BERT"
"A tnhing exaggerStlon on Aunt
Naney's part" murmured the bosom
friend.
rShe grow quite warm on the sub
jeet," went on Nannette Il believe
Bhe would have been holding forth |
yet IL had not meekly submitted TO
her views and promised TO moderate
the size Of my head arrangement"
you promised that" exclaimed the
bosom friend, increduHously.
YES, and l don't know that / re-
gret II, either. especially since Charles
seems to consider 1t a sensible idea.
When I told him this afternoon what
Aunt Nancy thought about II he said:
That's about the size of IL, Nannetts.
Wasn't your-coiffure q trine-er-ex.
aggeratedY
Il wish l could see that comb" OBJ
served the bosom friend, somewhat
irrelevantly.
you shall" exclaimed Nannette.
exultantly. Behold" turning her
head. 1T is an heirloom in the family
and Aunt Nancy has handed Il ON to
me. ] do not believe that she would
have trusted me with Il II had not
capitulated Al tho psychological mo
ment"
1t was the very wisest thing you
ever did In all your life" declared the
bosom friend, eyeing the comb enyi-
ously. "And do not see but that your
hair looks az least as well as It did be-
fore"
WAIT until you see me in my new
hati" moaned Nannette. Its as big
rs a wagon wheel"