Bisbee daily review., 1909-05-23

 ent of barbers. or very nearly inde- pendent. at least. He would continue to let them cut his hair occasionally. but that was alf Solhc purchased a shaving outfit and made war on his face. And. though an unbiased judge might have criticised the results. they seemed to satisfy Burkiey
 But his razor seon became dull.
 Better take it to barber coun- seled Hawkins One really ought to haze two razors and work 'em in shifts, having one sharpened while he uses. the other"
 "whatu the barber do to it?"
 "strop it."
 Cant l?"
 He was going out that cyening. so he left the office about half an hour early.
 As soon as he reached home he pss Sled of his coat and vest. Then he hitched the strop to a docrknob ana went 10 work with will He felt 90 confident and self-reliant that he be- gan 10 whistle He might he n hit awk- ward at it. but he'd put an edge on tho thias all right Just then the razor turned and cut long gash ia the st.op.
 That about ruined tie strop, but Purkley believed the razor was sharp enough. anyway. Accordingly he deco rated his face'with fine coat of lather | and then sliced confidently at the stub bic near his right ear. Instantly rained and astonishcd expression shone from the-eyes of Blrkley--the | rest of his face. of course. being | masked in white
 aphat," he exclaimed. He again began stropping furiously and again slashed the strGp. Father" suggested H.rs. E. mildly. father us ei to sop his ra;or differ | eatly.i,'
 BurhIey had genuine affection for i lris wife. but he felt that no woman should presume so far as,t 10 tell B man 1 how to do something which was essen tally mann:sh. He ,reated her sug- se.tioha with The silent hauteur it de served He kept on stEeppinc. slowly l and carefully. He believed he had | mastered the art now Presently he
 nioistened the dry lather on his coun-
 teRanee by adding a fresh coat, and
 once more started to scrape the brfs-
 tles away from his car. But he only | staftcd.3 AEr @ GiA1 | Well, Tll-be darned." he ejacu-
 lated Seems to be getting duller all
 the time
 Father began Mrs. Burkley. fused 1 -"
 "Confound father." snapped Burk. | hap ata
 fathers time 7a : Mrs. Burkley subsided. Burkley re-
 sumed his muscle making exercise. ll The strop was now getting surface like a chopping block, but Burkley was
 still determined. After ten minutes of pore-openine work he heaved a deep ! sigh of relief. Hc m bet ill do now" he said l But he tried the edge on his thumb
 this time And from the ease with : which it almost severed that digit it seemed to be much improved.
 Mrs. Burkley cried out at sight of
 the blood Burkley declared IL was
 nothing. bat Mrs. E.! anointed and
 bound up the wound none the less. and Bprkley began feeling he had act ed like q brute That Is he did until l Mrs R. yentured: gsu .I remember hearing father say
 Well" snapped Burkley, what in
 thunder did father say2" Ha 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 ann. groaued Burkley. T knew that all the time. but didn't think of it.
 Burkley's hope revived. He might
 be humbled a bit in the eyes of his I wife. but he could still hold up his r head when he met Hawkins. He a clenched his teeth and stFopped ; viciously but triumphantly for some
 minutes. Then he tried the edge-Sin-
 gerly-on his fingers and-ecstasy! it ' ! seemed to be sharp But when he applied it to his face r it still pulled painfully. He turned to
 Mrs B.
 Myrtle he said, have you any ' recollection how your father used 10 2 tell when razor was sharp" "oh. yes He used to pull a hair D from his head and cut at it. .' That's right, I've seen barbers do
 that"
 2 Burkley tried to pull a single hair
 from his scanty crop, He found it l. rather difficult to separate one from
 it's neighhors But finally he got hold d of what seemed to be just one and jerked It hurt, but Burkley was game and jerked harder. When it
 came out he saw that it was six. The razor wouldn't cut them. BTkley
 stropped some more, then stopped to try again. The hairs had mysteriously
 disappeared, so he had to pull another one. This time he got four. But still
 the razor only made them bend double. Burkley faced dilemma One T. thumb was cut. now the other was
 blistered He gave up. When Burkley reached the office
 next morning the first man he ran into F was Hawkins. who eyed him critically
 80 you got shaved by barher?' f remarked Hawkins. is Burkley didn't ask Hawkins how h'
 knew. He merely meekly nodded.
 "Tn bet I do sharpen the thing
 though" he added, "as soon as m! .. thumbs get well" ," But Mrs. E. is going to try to hav
 the razor sharpened surreptitiously s0 Dur tla