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PRE-BREAKFAST SHAVE
CLARENCE WALTONTHEY surely look dignified and
stately, don't they, those old
men with long, flowing beard? Only
recently, circumstance called this
matter to my attention. I met an
old man whom I had known before,
but whom I had not seen for four
or five years. I had always thought
the man a rather depressing figure to
look upon. His face had been wrink-
led and sunken, his chin overbearing,
and his nose too long.
But now, I was thrilled at the look
of him! He had a beautiful long,
gray beard which reached to his
belt. When I had known him before
he had had no beard. It is hardly
enough to say that now he was a
transformed man. I could recognize
none of his former feature chracter-
rstics except the sparkle of his azure
eyes. The beard hid his wrinkled
face and protuding chin, and even
made his long, ugly nose look short-
er. It also seemeed to give his whole
being a commanding appearance
which it had hitherto lacked.
Did you ever have occasion to no-
tice the change thus wrought in a
man by the acquisition of a full
beard and mustache? If you have
not, observe it the first opportunity
you have.
In at least one respect, I envy the
man who has a long beard. As you
may guess, I refer to the everlasting,
and reappearing nuisance of shaving.
And when I say 'nuisance" I mean
"nuisance."
I have always disliked the ordeal
of shaving. To be sure, I felt a
thrill of some kind somewhere in mysystem when I had successfully ac-
complished my first shave. I shall
never forget that event. I slipped
Papa's razor and shaving mug, and
taking my own small mirror, went
out to the wash-house where I could
accomplish the feat with secrecy. But
alas; though the act itself was secret
enough, the result was plain enough
to the first Mother's child who chanc-
ed to glimpse my features. It hap-
pened to be nine year old brother
who was just at the heighth of his
mischievousness. When he saw my
smooth, shining face, which before
had been somewhat covered with
fuzz, he bounded out to inform the
other brothers and sisters in a loud
voice that "Clarence has shaved."
Then they all came scurrying in to
witness the thing which had been ac-
complishd.
Whether or not the publicity given
my first shave contributed to my
present dislike of shaving, I know
not. But I do thoroughly dislike
"the thing." But nevertheless it
seems that I have fallen into the rut
of a regular pre-breakfast shave. I
hardly know why I shave every day
unless it is because of the demand
of association. Come to think of it,
I believe I once saw a shaving cream
advertisement which read: "Moon-
light and roses and whiskers like
Moses just don't go together. Well,
may be that is the reason I shave
every morning. No, that can't be it.
Most social engagements are in the
evening. It would have to be an
after dinner shave to fit in with that
argument. At that, I'll have to ad-THE GALLEON- 15
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