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Penrose, Margaret

"Or the Strange Cruise of the Tartar"


"Oh, Cora! I think you look so different with your hair in that new
close formation!" declared Bess. "I wish I could get mine to lie
down flat at the sides, and over my ears. How do you do it?"
"Whisper--it's a secret," said Cora, smiling. "I found a new kind of
hairpin when I was shopping the other day."
"Oh, do show us!" begged Belle. "I was going to have the permanent
wave put in mine, but it costs twenty-five dollars, and it's awfully
tiring, Hazel said. Besides, I think it's getting rather--common."
"Do show us, Cora!" begged Bess.
"Come inside. I'm not going to turn the porch into a hair-dressing
parlor for demonstrations," laughed Cora. "It won't take a minute to
show you how to do I it, and we have plenty of time before Jack's
train is due."
Cora obligingly let down her pretty hair, and then, by means of the
new hairpins, she put it up again, in the latest "flat" mode, which,
with its rather severe lines, is far from becoming to the average
face. But, as it happened, Cora's face was not the average, and the
different style was distinctly becoming to her.
"Oh, isn't it simple--when you're shown?" cried Bess. "I wonder if
I'd have time to do mine that way before--?"
"Before Wally sees you!" interrupted her sister. "No, and don't
think it. He's probably seen plenty of that style at college, and--"
"Thank you! I wasn't thinking of Mr.


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