The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-07-20

arm of the one who had thus cried his
wares.
"Say, Yallern," said this second.
hoarse with awe, "'n't chew know
who that ls?"
"who?"
"It's Sheridanv'
"Jeestr" cried the first, staring In
sanely.
At about the same hour, four times |
a week-Monday, Wednesday, Friday |
and aturday-Sherldan stopped at
this shop to be shaved by the head bar
Der. The BARRIERS were negroes, he
was their great man, and 1t was their
habit to give him reception" his
entrance being always the signal Tor
furry of jocular hospitality, followed
by general excesses Of briskness and
gayety. But it was not so this eve
ming.
The shop was crowded. Copies of
the extra" were being read by men
waiting and by men in the latter stages
of treatment. Extras lay upon va
cant seats and showed from the pock-
cts of hanging coats.
There was loud chatter between
the practitioners and their recumbent
patients, a vocal charivari which
stopped abruptly as Sheridan opened
the door. His name seemed to fizz in
the air like the last sputtering OF a
firework; the BARRIERS stopped shaving
and clipping; lathered men turned
10 20 OF
there was a moment Of amazing silence
in the shop.
The head barber nearest the door,
stood like q barber in a tableau. His
left hand held stretched between
thumb and forefnger an elastic sec
ton of his helpless customers cheek.
while his right hand hung poised
above it, the razor motionless. And
then, reused from trance by the doors
closing, he accepted the fact Of Sheri-
| dams presence. The barber remem-
bered that there are no circumstances
| in life--or Just after thunder which
q man does not need to be shaved.
He stepped forward, profoundly
grave. 81 be through with this man
in the chair one minute, Mist Sheri-
dan," he said, in hushed voice. yes
suh." And of a solemn negro youth
who stood by, gazing stupidity, "You
goin' resign?" he demanded in fierce
undertone. "You goin' take Mist
Sheridan's coat?" He sent an angry
look round the shop, and the BARRIERS,
taking his meaning, ayerted their eyes
and fell to work, the murmur Of sub
dued conversation buzzlng from chair
to chair.
'You sit down one minute, Mist
Sheridan" said the head barber gen
tly. II fix nice chair fo' you to wait
in"
"Never mind" said Sheridan. $50
on get through with your man."
"Yessuh." And he went quickly
back to his chair on tiptoe, followed
by Sherldan's puzzled gaze.
Something had gone wrong in the
shop, evidently. Sheridan did not
know what to make of it. Ordinarily
he would have shouted hilarious de-
mand for the meaning of the mystery,
but an inexplicable silence had been
imposed upon him by the hush that
fell upon his entrance and by the odd
look every man in the shop had bent
upon him.
Vaguely disquleted, he walked to
one of the seats in the rear of the shOI
and looked down the two lines OF bar
bers, catching quickly shifted, furtlve
glances here and there. He made this
brief survey after wondering If one OF
the BARRIERS had died suddenly, that
day, or the night before; but there was
no vacancy In either line.
The seat next TO his was unoccupied
but someone had left copy of the
"extra" there, and, frowning, h'
picked 1t up and glanced at 1t. The
first of the swollen display lines haC
little meaning to him;
Fatally faulty. New process roof col
lapses hurling capitalist to death with in
ventor. Seven escape when crash comes
Death claims
Thus far had he read when a thii
hand fell upon the paper, covering tn,
print from his eyes, and, looking up
he saw Bibbs standing before him
pale and gentle, immeasurably com
passionate.
"I've come for you, father" salt
Bibbs. Heres the boy with your Goa
and hat. Put them on and com
J home"
And even then Sheridan did not IN
derstand. So secure was he In tn
strength and blgness OF everythln
that was his, he did not know what ca
lamity had befallen him. But he wa
frightened.
Without a word, he followed Bibb
heavily out through the still shop, bu
as they reached the pavement h
stopped short and, grasping his SON
sleeve with shaking fingers, swun
him round so that they stood face I
{! face.
Is "What-what-" His mouth coul
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