The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-11-15
THE DAILY
SHORT STORY
Bobbing Bobby
BY JANE OSBORN.

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= Tom, DEAR said Toms sister
IS Tom appeared home from the Of
flee early ono Saturday afternoon,
Tom. I'm so glad you came home
Ayo been delayed 80, and Bobby's
hair IS disgracsfully long. Grand
pa Alden Is coming tomorrow-It
{ would never do. Be dear and take
Bobby down to Strings and have
HIS hair bobbed. And don't let
them shave It Up the back. One
has 10 he very firm or they will
I'd send Maggie With him only last
time she went and"
"oh. all right" said Tom. "Td
planned 10 play golE-but oil right."
There was nothing very amiable IN
Toms voice. nor did he look more
amIable when his married sister
called him "a sweet angel OF d
brother.
The barber shop at Strings
children.s store was crowded Ls
usual on Saturday afternoon, and
Tom found that he would have to
taisa q number at the desk and re.
maittin the waiting room adjoining
the barber shop. where sleek, slen.
der young men dressed in white
piled the iong.bladed scissors ard
the, clippers. Bobby took his place
In one OF the, small chairs In tho
center Of the .oom, and Tom felt
Increasingly embarrassed to find
th9t he was the only adult male IN
crowded waiting room.
There were occasional walls and
even shfieks from the room beyond
60 some child newly initiated to the
mysteries OF being bobbed register.
his dIsapproval OF the whola
pfocess. Here and there in the bar
Der chsira sat q big girl or grown
woman who followed the fad for
4hbed hair. Tom watched them
take their seats beside The chit.
with some dlsmay.
Presently portly, sray.haired
woman hustled into the room, a
slender young Girl OF eighteen o.
60 ineher wake. The older woman
iasarded the others waiting rattle.
iNdisapprovingly, with frequent rails.
,lngs OF her 'lorgnettes to her near.
sighted eyes. She explained TO the
clerk at the desk that she really
couldn't wdit, that she'd have to
be allowed to go ahead Of her turn.
But the clerk calmly said tina,
would be impossible.
y simply can't wait" she repeat
ca looking appealing around the
topm for sympathy. my theater
tickets, I've ordered them tonight
and they'll only hold them at the
box office until 4. can't wait
and yet"--here she looked with n
dsh at her young charge-"Anno
belle needs a bob frighlfullS."
nnabelle apparently was pro.
testing that she could rcmainsalone
perfectly well, "I'm not child,
iauntis,n Tom overheard.
Yes. you are, my dear" sput.
tered tho aunt. "And your mother
especially warned me not to Let
YOU have It clipped close at the
2bfck. Those BARRIERS will do II II
youf don't watch" The aunt's
eyes had been wandering about the
waiRpg room, She caught sight OF
Tom Alden, eyed him briefly
through her lorgnettes and then
sailed over to him. Tom rose
Hrromrtly when he saw that she
? was going to speak.
I'm going to ask a favor -
you,S she began. ~ simply can;
wait with my niece. and you loox
aSit4yon could be trusted. III Just
Nave Annabelle hero in yout
charge. After you have your iittta
hoy bobbed, will you walt and see
that they do Annabelle properly?
Don't let them uke those awful Gin.
pers at the back of the neck. They
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