now not. I saw him twist
& tug & pick & cut off whole locks of gray hair at a slice, the
lady telling him he would have no hair to dress next time, for a
space of an hour and a half, when I left them he seeming not to be
near done."

She also gives a most sprightly account of the manufacture of a roll for
her own hair:

"I had my HEDDUS roll on. Aunt Storer said it ought to be made
less, Aunt Deming said it ought not to be made at all. It makes my
head ach and burn and itch like anything Mama. This famous Roll is
not made wholly of a Red-Cow Tail but is a mixture of that &
horsehair very coarse & a little human hair of a yellow hue that I
suppose was taken out of the back part of an old wig. But D. (the
barber) made it, all carded together and twisted up. When it first
came home, Aunt put it on, and my new cap upon it; she then took up
her apron and measured me & from the roots of my hair on my
forehead to the top of my notions I measured above an inch longer
than I did downward from the roots of my hair to the end of my
chin. Nothing renders a young person more amiable than Virtue and
Modesty without the help of fals hair, Red-Cow tail or D. the
barber."

The _Boston Gazette_ had, in 1771, a ludicrous description of an
accident to a young woman in the streets of that town. In an infaust
moment she was thrown down by a runaway, and her tower received serious
damage. It burst its thin outer wall of natural hair, and disgorged
cotton and wool and tow stuffing, false hair, loops of ribbon and gauze.
Ill-bred boys kicked off portions of the various excrescences, and the
tower-wearer was jeered at until she was glad to escape with her own few
natural locks.

A New England clergyman--Manasseh Cutler--wrote thus of the head-dress
of Mrs. General Knox in 1787:

"Her hair in front is craped at least a foot high much in the form
of a churn bottom upward and topped off with a wire skeleton in the
same form covered with black gauze which hangs in streamers down
her back. Her hair behind is in a large braid turned up and
confined with a monstrous large crooked comb. She reminded me of
the monstrous cap worn by the Marquis of La Fayettes valet,
commonly called on this account the Marquises devil."

Hair so elaborately arranged could not be dressed daily. Once a week was
frequently thought sufficient; an