The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1907-06-16
BOSS BARBER on VACATION.
lie Tried to Forget, but Was Caught With
the Goods On.

bOSS bhHDEH Wv tfehA AVN'
lie Tried TO Forget, but Was Caught With
the Goods On.
I'm just back from the first vacation I've
had in fourteen years" said a middle aged
boss barber whose shop is in the financial
district. Went down with pneumonia a
couple OF months ago, and the doctor man
sent me to Atlantic City to rest and pick up.
Now. l don't get away often, but when |
do | kind o. like to swell around some and
forget tina | ever was a barber. Well, l
struck a snag at that this time.
Went into the barber shop Of one of the
Boardwalk hotels one forenoon to get a
shave. Felt a bit peevish and cranky that
morning, maybe because I'd been playing
two bits limit for five hours the night before
without ever pulling anything better than
two pairs.
The barber in whose chair l sat wore a
Van Dyke beard, and that didn't add to my
good nature. l like to see clean shaver
BARRIERS; whiskered BARRIERS make me tired,
and | wouldn't nave one around my shop il
he'd work for nothing.
Razor hurt?' the mar shaving me asked
! me after he'd made a few passes with the
blade.
Yes. it does l replied right of the bat.
It's a wonder to ms you BARRIERS wouldn't
keep your tools sharpened up
I'm try another he came back good
naturedly; and, although the first razor had
really been all right, told him, when he in
ouired, that the second one was passable
enough.
-'Rotten weather down here, he observed
as he plugged along at my tough beard.
Yep l replied with the air Of a railroad
president in a barber shop, who doesn't
care much for tonsorial conversation;
it's rotten if you say So
Raw deal. this weather, on the land
. lord folks down here he commented, and
| saw that he was one Of the hard TO crush
kind.
"'Um,' 1 replied. but I wish you'd try
10 keep Some Of that lather out Of my
mouth. { oa't enjoy the taste of it right
on top Of my breakfast
The Vandvked barber grinned pleas
antly and went on with his job.
This d be a queer old world without
BARRIERS, wouldn't it?' he surprised me by
saving after a pause of a minute or 30.
oh, I don't know / told him. i
think II d be a first rate world withou,
EN-. There'd be a whole lot less unneces-
sary conversati IN, for one thing
well, instead of looking snubbed.
blamed il that fool barber didn't laugh
right out at that squelcher Of mine.
oh. WE'LL he replied, with his I'M
damned flow of cheerfulness, some of us
have got to be BARRIERS, Of course. Pretty
punk business, at that
Well, il sure is I replied. Seems
to me that any young fellow OF spunk
and grit and ambition would rather drive
! a truck or carry the hod any time than be
n barber
THAT got another series OF chuckles out
or nv Vandyked barber. He chuckled 80
| continuously. in fact. that it grated upon
me, and ] half sat up in the chair and glared
ot him. which only caused him 20 chuokle
the more.
say. you / said to him. ! want you TO
/ cut out that fool ti~ttering and let me get out
! of here. I aid to him. then. L don't visit
barber shops for the fun OF the thing. I'd
never go near one of the blamed places II ]
didn't have to- which was no lie. Now
hurry up and get through and let me break
out Of here.
NO
trace massased'
VAR -,H! sinsed''
Hot towelsT
vibrator on your head'
NO
"'TonicT
mo. no, no."
Powder on your faceF
Mo- I bawled at him. just pull this
apron from around my neck and femme
out Of here. I'd rather spend a day, in
inil than a quarter Of an hour in a barber
well. that grinning barber chap almost
fell down from internal laughter as he pulled
the napkin and apron from around me;
] hustled on my collar and tie and coat
hat and paid him, and ] was Just about
making for the door when he said:
Flows things down on Broad street,
| boss?'
SBroad street, ! said TO him. wheeling
around What Broad street, What, the
deuce makes you think know anything
about Broad
"'Oh. nothing the man replied. only
worked In your Broad street shop for a
suell once, bou nine years ago, that's
all
him and I remembered him. even under
the screen Of his Van Dyke beard.
He'd worked in my shop on Broad street
for an entire winter. but ] have so many
harberR coming and going all the time that
never recognized him. hurried right
away from that shop. I hate 10 be nabbed
with the goods, and that Nandyked fellow
certainly had II on me
Vain Sacrince.
From the Washington Star,
So YOU auit smoking because she asked
you to-" said the youth with the clamshell
~. % 100000 ~. lad uith ,hs ,urped