Merely A Test

The barbe r had adjusted the towcl, ■ patted his victim's face and proceeded with the opening BCrape. It sounded like the noise of a street sweeper. "Do de razah Uu'ht you, sah?" the barber asked. "Hurt me! 1 should say so. It about killed me." He procured another, and gave a long Bcrape. "How 'bout dat one?" he asked. "That hurts worse tlian the other." Still another was broagOt out and this time a wail aiiuounced the result. "Dat'u hu'lits yer, too, do it?" "You infernal rascal, of course it does. 1 What do you mean tíj getting me hereand I tearing the face 00 me? llaveu't you got any good razors?" "Deed I has. boss, but 1 kiner 'spected datfohorfibe ob 'em needed honin an ez i yoh face seenied riglit teader like, I thought I'dies' take de opperchuuity ter tes' 'em an inake sho'."-