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off that wig and put it in your pocketor leave this place of worship immediately. It was an awful momentespecially awful for everybody in the Kenway pew. The girls cheeks burned. Mrs. MacCall glared at the boy in utter stupefaction. Deacon Abel was a very stern man indeedmuch more so than the clergyman himself. All the young folk of the congregation stood in particular awe of him. But poor Neale ONeil, unconscious of any wrong intent, merely gazed at the old gentleman in surprise. Whawhawhat he gasped. Get out of here, young man exclaimed the deacon. You have got the whole crowd by the ears. A most disgraceful exhibition. If I

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colors all at once cried she. Huh do you thinklike that old manthat I did it a-purpose But you did dye it I tried to. That was the stuff you were buying yesterday in the drugstore she queried. Yes. And I put it on just before I started for church. He said it would make the hair a beautiful brown. Who said so That drugstore clerk, said Neale, despondently. He never sold you hair-dye at all Goodness knows what it was Its stained your collarand its run down your neck and dyed that green. Do you suppose I can ever get it off, Aggie groaned the boy.

her seat. Nobody could have stopped her. She felt that Neale ONeil was being ill-treated, and whatever else you could say about Aggie Kenway, you could not truthfully say that she was not loyal to her friends. Cheap cheap cheap squeaked the deacons boots as he went back up one aisle while the boy and girl hurried up the other. It seemed to Neale as though the church was filled with eyes, staring at him. His red face was a fine contrast for his rainbow-hued hair, but Agnes was as white as chalk. The

pew. The sun shining through the long windows on the side of the church shone upon Neales thick thatch of hair with iridescent glory. Whenever he moved his head, the hue of the hair seemed to changelike a piece of changeable silk That cant be him, said Agnes, with awe. Wheres all his lovely flaxen hair The foolish boy Hes dyed it, said Ruth, and then they reached the pew and could say no more. Neale had taken the far corner of the pew, so the girls and Mrs. MacCall filed in without disturbing him. Agnes punched Neale with her elbow and scowled at him. What did you want to do that for she hissed. Do what for he responded,

the shoes he sold were talking shoes, for when you walked in them they said very plainly: Cheap cheap cheap Soon the minister noted the approach of Deacon Abel. As the old man stopped by the Kenway pew, the minister lost the thread of his discourse, and stopped. A dread silence fell upon the church. The deacon leaned forward in front of the little girls and Mrs. MacCall. His face was very red, and he shook an admonitory finger at the startled Neale ONeil. Young man he said, sonorously. Young man, you take