RAVEN TRESSES.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 16701, 5 April 1922, Page 5

RAVEN TRESSES.

(By

AV ALT MASOJs.)

f had all kinds of glossy ringlets, until five years ago; they might have been admired by kinglets, so richly did they grow. Think not it vain if one confesses to glories passed away ! And I was proud of those dark tresses without a thread of grey. Oh. others had patrician faces and some had princely frames and some had all the airs and graces that captivate the dames. But I had hair so dark and waving, had such a splendid stand, it used to set the painters raving and bards declared it grand. But now such hair no more I harbour. .>t shrivelled and it shrunk, it wilted when the village barber applied his tonic punk. He said to me, Your hair is falling, it’s losing gloss and shine: your scalp’s diseased and! it is calling for my restorer fine. It’s made of harks and buds and grasses and glue and donkey’s milk, when it is used your ailment passes and hair grows fine as silk.” 'When he applied the hair restorer the hair all left my dome, and on my scalp the elm tree borer now digs its winter home. My sorrow is beyond abating, my cheeks are wet with tears, and like a rink for roller skating my old bald dome appears. T sit beneath my vine and cedar and cry, devoid of hope, “ Bpware the nostrum, gentle reader, beware the unknown dope!”