The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1899-06-08

the necessity of a shave, my beard be-
ing of a weeks growth. 1 carried a
razor with me and expected to be my
own tonsorial artist. So l rode up to
an indolent-looking man seated in the
doorway of a board shanty and asked
for the privilege of making myself hu-
man.
why don't you let the barber shave
your" he asked.
What barber?" I inquired in sur
prise
Dave Jones, over yonder."
1 followed his eyes and saw a neat
barber shop, with all the latest adorn-
ments of the trade.
How is it 1 didn't see that when
rode up?" l asked.
Didn't look, probably, stranger; /
can recommend it. for 1 am shaved
there myself sometimes"
l offered the man a fee, but he re-
fused it promptly. Not so with a flask
l extracted from my saddle bags, from
which he took a generous pull. He was
a weird-loOking object, with uncut hair
and deep, glowing eyes, but he spoke
like an educated man.
Dismounting and hobbling my horse,
1 entered the shop, and to my surprise
found that the barber was a colored
man and good at his trade.
The place was finely fitted up, only
there were no customers, and, as far as
/ could see, only one mug was in evil
dence, and that had not seen service.
l seated myself in a luxurious chair
and Dave shaved me with neatness and
dispatch, talking glibly after the fash
ion of his kind, to amuse me.
Ever dream, sah?"
do you mean do L dream of certain
numbers" 1 asked in return, knowing
the fOndneSS of his folk for the policy
shop.
No. sab; it am always about watch
es-yoh chin am as smoove as silk now,
sah-sometimes deys gold watches, an
sometimes deys silver, an one, sab
would you believe it?-was a duplex.
an says I'm sell dose watch, an gets
lots of money. Den 1 always wakes
up
L expressed my sympathy, having
had similar experience in dreams,
and being now shaved l asked the bar
Der how much owed him.
Two bits, sah.' he answered prompt
ly, and after struggling a moment with
my calculating powers, / threw down
the smallest piece of silver in my purse,
a 50-cent piece. If 1 expected to get
any change back my expectations were
not realized. Dave did not touch the
money, but stood gazing with a Curl
Gus smile on his dusky countenance.
l rode on. passing near enough to the
man who had directed me to hear him
call:
Get a good shave?"
''First-class,' I called back, and I ran
my hand over my chin, confirming the
BARRIERS remark, smooth as silk
L reached Silver Creek at nightfall
and found the hotel where 1 put up all
astir over dance to be given there
that night
well, I'm shaved, at any rate" l
said. lingering my chin.
But what My face was as rough
as nutmeg grater, A week-old beard
covered my face with its stubble. L i'm
agined 1 was in for brain fever, and
hurried to the landlord.
do / need shaving?" 1 asked as
calmly as / could.
He regarded me critically.
well, now. that depends, stranger.
If you air sheriff or even deputy,
that uncommon growth of beard would
be good disguise. But it don't quite
fit with the rest of your get-up as a
Il was shaved this very day." 1 as
serted, desperately.
"Where?'' asked the landlord. There
amt any barber shop on the foothills"
II found one at the Four Corners"
You never did. There amt ANYBODY
lives there except looney old doctor
oh. all, ah, no. no. / guess, stranger, you
fell in with old yp-no-tic-you sure.
did, and he made you believe you was
shaved"
NONSENSE" I said, angriIy. Twas
shaved"
You don't look like - : It'd the land
lord. and again / felt of that stubby
growth, and after looking in a mirror
back of the bar. let a rough and ready
artist, who also served as barkeeper.
hack off my abnormal growth of beard.
And the landlord was right l went
back that way and saw the hypnotic
doctor, and was served with a table
i hote dinner. with colored walters, and
iined luxuriously on the choicest
dishes, but there was no barber shop.
and no Dave. L knew | was being flyp-
Noticed, but had no power to resist.
And now / am wondering who got the
Zee l paid the waiter, the price of the
dinner and the 80 cents 1 gave Dave
The money went out of my possession,
FOR knew to dot how much / had.
And was it possible for the creation of
hypnotism to relate his dreams? and
pshaw,