The bee. (Earlington, Ky.) 1889-19??, 1908-09-03

BURKLEY'S
INDEP EN- DENOE
HsWss Not q Suoosss az
Handling the Razor.

i emit OF BARRIERS, or very nearly tnde-
pendent, at least. He would continue
TO let them cut his hair occasionally,
but that was all SO he purchased a
shaving outfit and made war on his
face. And though an unbiased Judge
might have criticised the results. they
seemed to satisfy Burnley.
But his razor soon became dull.
Better take 1t to a barber" cOun-
seled Hawkins "One really ought TO
have two rasors and work EN- in
shifts, having one sharpened while he
uses the other"
"Whatn the barber do to itY"
"Strop IT,"
Cant II"
He was going out that evening. so
he left the Office about half an hour
early.
As soon as he reached home he
peeled on his coat and vest Then he
hitched the strop to a doorknob aud
went 70 work with q will He felt SO
confident and self.reliant that he be-
gan to whistle. He might be \ bit awk-
ward at It, but he'd put an edge on the
thing all right. Just then the rasor
turned and cut long cash In the
strop.
That about ruined the strop, but
Burkley believed the rasor was sharp
enOagh. anyway. Accordingly he deco
rated his face with a fne coat Of lRther
and then sliced confidently at the stub
BILE near his right ear. Instantly
pained and astonished expression
shone from the eyes Of Burkley--ths
rest Of his face. of course, being
masked in white.
"Js-e-e-s-hosaphatl" he exclaimed.
He again began stropping furiously
and again slashed the strop.
Father" suggested Mrs. b. mildly
father used to strop his razor differ
emily"
Burnley had genuine affection for
his wife. but he felt that no woman
should presume 50 far as to tell a man
how to do something which was essen
TALLY mannish He treated her sug-
gestion with the silent hauteur 1t de-
served. He kept on stropping, slowly
and carefully. He believed he had
mastered the art now. Presently he
moistened the dry lather on his coun-
tenance by adding a fresh coat, and
once more started to scrape the bris-
ties away from his ear. But he only
started.
We'll, rll-be darned!" he ejacu-
lated. Seems to be getting duller all
the time"
Father" began Mrs. Burnley, used
-"
"Confound father!" snapped Burk-
ley. styles have changed since
fathers time"
Mrs. Burnley subsidized. Burnley re-
sumed his scle-making exercise
The strop was now getting surface
like a chopping block. but Burnley was
still determined After ten minutes
of pore-opening work he heaved deep
sigh of relief,
III bet it'll do now" he said.
But he tried the edge on his thumb
this time And from the ease with
which it almost severed that digit II
seemed to be much improved.
Mrs. Burnley cried out at sight OF
the blood. Burkley declared It was
nothing, but Mrs. b. anointed and
bound up the wound none the less
and Burnley began feeling he had act.
ed like a brute. That is ne did until
Mrs. b. ventured:
Il remember hearing father say
We'll" snapped Burnley, what in
| thunder did father saw"
He used to say that unless one
turned the razor over sort OF back
wards after each stroke on the strop
the edge would be turned"
What an idiot | am" groaned
Burnley Il knew that all the time.
but didn't think of It,"
Burkley's hope revived. He might
he humbled a bit in the eyes Of his
wife, but he could still hold up his
head when he met Hawkins. He
clenched his teeth and stropped
viciously but triumphantly for some
minutes. Then he tried the edge-gin-
gerly-on his fingers and-ecstasy! II
seemed to be sharp.
But when he applied 1t to his face
| ~ sun R0AiNN bOAhANAAJs ~ NNAhNh ~
Mrs. b.
Myrtle" he said, have you any
recollection how your father used 10
tell when razor was sharp
"Oh, yes He used to pull a hair
from his head and cut at IT,"
That's right! I've seen BARRIERS GO
that"
Burnley tried to pull a single haiI
from his scanty crop. He found II
rather dificult TO separate one from
it's neiEhbOrs. But nnally he got hold
OF what seemed to be just one and
jsrked. II hurt. but Burnley was
game and ierked harder. When II
came out he saw that 1t was six. The
razor wouldn't cut them. Burkley
stropDed some more. then stopped "a
try again. The hairs had mysteriouEly
disappeared so he had TO pull another
one. This time he got four But still
the razor only made them bend double
Burnley faced dilemma. One