In a trice I saw myself with beautiful raven-black hair and the temptation was irresistible.

But the price of the bottle was seventy-five cents and I had only fifty cents left out of my chicken money.

I think the peddler had a very kind heart, for he said that, seeing it was me, he'd sell it for fifty cents and that was just giving it away.

So I bought it, and as soon as he had gone I came up here and applied it with an old hairbrush as the directions said.

I used up the whole bottle, and oh, Marilla, when I saw the dreadful color it turned my hair I repented of being wicked, I can tell you.