Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1917-11-29
French TOnsorial Artists Don't
Know How to Clip Hair
or Shave NeCkS.
LONG LOCKS The FASHION
Soldier Boy Tells Of Sad Experience
In Paris--Smelled Like a Soap
Counter When French Barber
Got Through With Him.

In Frunce.-'Khis Is II special appeal To
BARRIERS and II comes straight from the
barracks and billets of the boys over |
here Every hair of their heads cries
out for the clippers and neck shave |
that they left back home and will not |
be comfocted,
The American soldier simply cannot /,
understand the French barber and II |
doesn't look ms If he ever would learn
how. When he gets his hair cut he
wants II cut short, he wants his neck
shaved, he doesn't want little loyclocES
left hanging over his eyes and he
doesn't want ~ lot o muck rubbed on.
Add TO that the difficulty of telling the
Frenchmun all those things and the in
| herent helplcssness OF man In bar
ber's chair, and you have n truly tragic
situation.
Ne Looked Like a freddy Bear"
Here is the tale OF n youngster In
the quartermaster's corps, who drives
one Of the trucks. His shaggy head
was mute evidence of his earuestncss
"There amt a barber IN our outfit,
he said, $50 by the time | got up In
Paris | looked like Teddy bear. First
thing i did was to ask one of them
John Arms cops where can | get an
American haircut. He made out TO tell
me about n place on u boulevard mn |
made him tell II 10 cOachcr an the
coachcr drove me there. That's the
only way In Parls-make John Arms
tell coacher-thcn you can't get lost.
"Well. ! walked up three flights to
reach that barber shop. never seen
no American barber shop that wasn't
on the first floor. Up came n big fat
guy an shook hrndS an took my Stet-
son an then took me into big room.
an II really was fun up with Ameri-
can barber chairs. begun to feel at
home. specially when | stretched out
In one OF them chairs with my feet on
the rest. Right away, though, little
Frenchman comes up an ties big
apron around my neck an puts my
arms In II. After that II weren't no
use-that apron strangcd me when
ever tried to move or open my mouth.
"Well this guy says something. so
] says Haircut an he comes back.
'Aircoot? All, couper les cheycuN' 7
knew enc" y 20 say Wee wee nm
we started. He didn't have no clip
pers al b., kept nibblln' with n pair
| ,l ... scissors ! guess. ! didn't know
'he French for short and there weren't
no real mirror there like there ought
10 be, so ! sat tight an hoped for the
hest Pretty soon he discovered that
my hair was dry; II he'd been drivin'
truck far two weeks sod his been
dry. an after some talk that couldn't
got-courSe | said wee ~ be polite
all NJ sudden he dumps whole pint
of some kind OF eau de cologne onto
my head.
Smelled Like a Soap Counter.
at smellcd Ike the soap counter nj
drug store. When I revived he'd
rubbed II all In, an say,I went around
with that smell for days. Couldn't gel
, II out. The bunch held their noses
when they seen me.
"This barber went right on jabbcr
, ing an me saying Wee. wee even NJ
ter that dirty trick he done me, whcr
all Of sudden he hands me bottl,
. full Of that cologne an SAYS Dee,
, fronk.' figured ont that meant IN,
bottle cost 81 an he'd been scllln' IN,
one In French an not known II
, Course didn't want none q that swce
spirits o. vl'lets, so | says Non. non.
, lie forgot the sacred memory o. Lafny
, cite an the spirits Of 80 right thcr,
an gave me n cussln' In French.
didn't know what II was, hut II sound
cd like hot stun
~ remembered one word thought,
get mo out that place an says Comfy
cnT That started another riot, hu
finally the fat guy allowed II was Cat
frunk.' That's about eighty cents rca
money, hut pnld II an got out aftc-
struggle with that nightshlr. 's,y mj
onto me.
First look had 10, hat haircut y,d
p In store window. Say that guy,
= sort o. chopped away the frlnges roun'
D my ears nm the back q my neck. In
y he'd left about half the hair there. look
In sort o grnyish, an then he hadn'
touched II none III he got up top, +,
= there was gray ring an then n hlncl
d ring. The grny ring looked like
b NANCY cayusc. When | took my Stct
Q son IN found he'd trimmed the iron
i on an pasted II down with That smell!
9 stun I'll looked like the picture o
@ some hoy ylolinlst
u THAT was u swell layout. When
got back TO my outfit the gang askc,
me was the Teller that sings loy,
songs nj that Folly Bcrgnlr yaudcylll,
place In Paris an the sergeant tells m,
:; not to let none Of them rough soldier
insult me. hut 10 stick 'em with m.
:. hntpln. Then they offered 10 pay M
q i've cents apiece 10 let EN- dip the cor
I. ners ~ their handkerchlefs In my hnl
= when they was goln' out 10 see thei
Il girls. II was all like that. amt IN,
~ no French harcu,s since. Say, dol
, you think YOU could get some barber
over here that know enough to shay
% ird,fs nCcsr