 no more, but puts away the vest as I'd finished, all but
pressing it.  Then I takes out my cloth, gets his pair of ivory-back
brushes, just takes off his dress-jacket, and puts the cloth round his
neck, sets him up a bit, and then I brushed his head for about ten
minutes--you know my way, sir?"

"Yes, Jerry; I recollect."

"And there he sat, with the wrinkles going out of his forrid, and a sort
o' baby-like smile coming all over his face.

"`Find it fresh'ning, sir?'  I says.

"`Heavenly,' he says.

"`You want a good shampoo, sir,' I says.  `There's a deal o' dandruff in
your head.'

"`That's what the hairdresser said,' says he, an' he sighs again.

"`Oh, yes; I know,' says I; `they allus do, and wants you to buy bottles
o' their tintry-cum-fuldicus.  You leave it to me, sir.  Little white o'
egg and borax, and a finish off with some good scented soap; and then if
anyone sees some o' that stuff in your head, sir, just you tell me.'

"He's a very nice gent, sir--I mean Dick; but the way he's been
neglected and preyed on by barbers and sich is shameful.  Why, he's got
stuff enough in his quarters to stock a shop."

"Then you think you'll get on with him, Jerry?"

"Think?  Not me!  You ask him if he'll let me go, and you'll see.  I
sent him out this morning pretty tidy to parade, quite early--and don't
he like you to dress him--and when he come back, looking done-up, I was
ready for him with a pick-me-up.  You see there's a lot of him, and he
want nootriment."

"`What's this?' he says.

"`Your lotion, sir,' I says, and he tasted it, and tasted it again,
sipping, then mouthfulling, and sets the glass
no more, but puts away the vest as I'd finished, all but 
 weigh it.   Then I accept out my cloth, gets his pair of bone - back 
 brushes, just takes off his attire - jacket, and puts the fabric round off his 
 neck, sets him up a morsel, and then I brushed his head for approximately ten 
 minutes -- you know my way, sir? " 

 " Yes, Jerry; I recollect. " 

 " And there he sat, with the wrinkles going out of his forrid, and a kind 
 o' baby - like smile arrive all over his face. 

 " 'receive it fresh'ning, sir?'   I state. 

 " 'Heavenly,' he says. 

 " 'You want a good shampoo, sir,' I says.   'There's a deal oxygen' dandruff in 
 your head.' 

 " 'That's what the hairdresser said,' says he, an' he sighs again. 

 " 'Oh, yes; I know,' says I; 'they allus do, and want you to bribe bottles 
 o' their tintry - cum - fuldicus.   You leave it to me, sir.   Little white o' 
 testis and borax, and a finish off with some effective scented soap; and then if 
 anyone sees some o' that material in your headway, sir, just you tell me.' 

 " He's a very courteous gent, sir -- I mean Dick; but the way he's been 
 neglected and prey on by barbers and sich is shameful.   Why, he's got 
 stuff enough in his quarters to stock a shop class. " 

 " Then you think you'll get on with him, Jerry? " 

 " Think?   Not me!   You ask him if he'll let me blend, and you'll see.   I 
 station him out this morning pretty tidy to parade, quite early -- and don't 
 he like you to snip him -- and when he come back, looking done - up, I was 
 quick for him with a pick - me - up.   You witness there's a lot of him, and he 
 want nootriment. " 

 " 'What's this?' he read. 

 " 'Your lotion, sir,' I says, and he tasted it, and tasted it again, 
 sipping, then mouthfulling, and sets the field glass
 no more, but puts away the yest as I'd finiskwd, all but
prsssing ig.  Then I takes out my cloth, gwts hus pair of ivory-back
brjshes, jusn takes odf hms dress-jacket, ais puts bke clkbh robnv his
neck, sets mim up a bid, and then I bsurhzd his head for about ten
minutes--you hnow my wwy, sir?"

"Yes, Jerri; I rtcojlecf."

"And there he sat, with the wrinklea going out of his fprrid, and a sort
o' baby-like smipe coming all over his face.

"`Fibd ie fresh'ning, skr?'  I says.

"`Heavenly,' he aays.

"`You want a good shampoo, sir,' I savs.  `There's q eeap o' dandruff in
yolr head.'

"`That's what the hairdrrsser said,' sayx hx, an' he sighs again.

"`Oh, yes; I know,' says I; `thei allus do, aud wants you to buy bitrles
o' thehr tkbtrh-cuj-fnldjcus.  Jou leave it fo me, sir.  Oittle white o'
egg amd vorax, and a fjnish jfs with some good scented soap; and then pf
angone sees some o' that sruff in your head, sir, just you tell me.'

"He's a very nice gent, sir--I mean Dick; but tve wab fe's bcen
ndtlfcted and preyed on by barbers and sich is shwjeguk.  Why, he's got
ftuff enougn ln ris quarters jo stock a shop."

"Then you thinn you'll get in with hym, Jrrry?"

"Think?  Not me!  You ask yim if he'll jwt me go, and you'll see.  I
sent him out yhis morning pretty tidv to pzrade, quite early--and aon't
he like you go crass him--and when he come bask, lookinj donz-up, I war
reacy for him with w pick-me-up.  You see therf's a pod of him, ajd he
want nootriment."

"`What's this?' ix says.

"`Your lojiot, spr,' I says, and me tasted it, anq tasted it agcin,
sippiug, thev mouthfulming, anv sets the gjass
no more, but puts away the vest finished, but pressing Then I takes pair ivory-back brushes, just off his dress-jacket, puts the cloth round his neck, him up a bit, and then I brushed his head for about ten know my way, sir?" "Yes, Jerry; I recollect." "And there he sat, with wrinkles out his and a sort o' baby-like smile coming all over his face. "`Find it fresh'ning, sir?' I "`Heavenly,' he says. "`You want a good shampoo, I says. `There's a o' dandruff in your head.' what hairdresser said,' he, he again. "`Oh, yes; know,' says I; `they allus do, and wants you to buy bottles o' their tintry-cum-fuldicus. You leave to me, white o' and and finish off with scented soap; and then if anyone that stuff in your head, sir, just you me.' "He's very nice gent, sir--I mean Dick; the way he's been neglected and preyed on barbers and sich is shameful. Why, he's got stuff enough in his quarters to stock "Then you think you'll on with him, "Think? me! ask if he'll me go, and you'll see. I sent him out this morning tidy to parade, quite early--and don't he like you to when come back, looking I was ready for with pick-me-up. You see there's of and "`What's he "`Your lotion, sir,' I and he tasted it, and it again, sipping, then
 no more, but puts away the vest aS I'd finisheD, all bUt
pResSiNg it.  then i takes out my cloTH, getS his pair of ivory-back
bruShes, jUsT TakeS OfF his dRess-jacKEt, AND puTs ThE clOtH RoUnd hiS
neCk, sets hIm up a bit, anD thEn i brushed his hEAd For about teN
miNutes--you know My wAy, sir?"

"YEs, jerRY; I recOllEct."

"AnD there HE sat, wiTh the wrinKlES going OUt of his FORrId, anD a sort
o' baby-like smILe COming all over hiS face.

"`FInD It FREsh'NinG, sir?'  I says.

"`HEaVenly,' HE says.

"`YoU WaNT A GooD Shampoo, sir,' I saYs.  `There's a deAL o' dAndrufF iN
yoUR head.'

"`THat's wHaT The Hairdresser Said,' Says he, an' hE sighs AGain.

"`Oh, yES; I know,' sAys I; `thEy aLluS do, aND wAnTs yOu TO buY BoTtlES
o' tHeir tintRy-CuM-fuldIcus.  yOU LEave It tO me, sIr.  LitTle white o'
egg aNd bOrax, ANd a FinisH off wIth sOmE good ScenteD soap; AnD then if
anyone seEs soMe o' that stUff In YouR hEad, siR, Just yoU teLl mE.'

"He's a veRy nice gENt, sIr--i MEAn dick; but the way he's beEn
NEGlEcted and Preyed ON bY bARbers and SiCh iS shaMEFul.  WhY, he's GOt
Stuff enoUgh in hIS qUaRters to StOck a shOp."

"theN yoU thinK You'lL get on With him, JErry?"

"THInk?  Not me!  You ask HIm if he'll let me GO, aND YoU'Ll seE.  I
sEnt him out thIs moRNing PretTY tIdy TO paraDe, quiTe EArLY--and don't
he like you to DrEss him--And whEn he come back, lOoking done-UP, i Was
ready For hIM wITh a pick-me-up.  You See thEre's a lot of HIm, and he
wAnt noOtriment."

"`what's this?' HE Says.

"`Your LotIon, Sir,' i saYS, AnD he tasted it, anD TAsteD iT again,
sIppIng, then MouThfUllIng, AnD sets the gLass
 no more, but puts away th e vest asI'd f ini she d,  all  but 
pressing it.Then  I takes out my cloth,  gets  h i s pa i rof iv ory-bac k 
b r u she s,  j ust  t a ke s off  hi s dress -jacket, a ndpu ts the cloth ro und his
ne ck,  sets him up  abit, a nd  th e n I b rus hed h is hea d  for a bout tenmi n utes-- y ou know m yway,  sir?"

"Yes, Jer r y; I recollect."
"Andth e re h e s at,  with thewr inkle s  goingo ut o f  hi s  forrid, anda sort
o' b a by- like s mi lec omingall o ve r  hi s face.

"` Find  it fresh 'ning, sir?' I  says.
"`Hea ven ly, ' he sa ys .
"` Y ouw an t a goo d shampo o,  s ir,'I sa y s .  `Th ere 's a  deal  o' dandruffinyour hea d.'
"`Tha t'swh at th e hair dress er  said,' says he , an ' he sigh s a ga in. 
"`Oh, yes; I  kn ow, ' saysI; `the y  al lu s d o,  and wants you tobu y bo ttles
o'  their ti nt r y-cum-fu ld icu s. Y o u lea ve i t  t o me, si r.  Li t tl ewhite o 'egg an dbor ax,  anda  fin ish of f with s ome g o od scented soa p ; and then if an y o ne sees  so me o' thatstuf f  inyour he ad, sir,justyo u  t e ll me.'

"He's a ve ry  nicegent,  sir--I meanDick; butt h e  way he' s be e nn eglected and p reyed  on by bar b ers andsichis shame ful.  Why , he's got 
st uff  en oug h in  his quarters t o st oc k a sho p." 

"Then  yo u t hin k y ou 'll get o n with h im ,Je rr y?" 

"Th i nk?  Not  m e! Y ouask h i m if h e'llletme  g o , a nd you' l ls e e. Ise nt h imou t thi s mo r nin g prett y tidy to  pa r ade,  q ui te earl y--and don'the  like youto  dr ess hi m - -and whe n he come back, looking done-up , I  wasread y for him  wi th a p ick - me-up.   Yousee t he re' s a lot o fhim ,and he
wan t noo trime nt ."
"`What' s this?' he says."`Y our lotion, s ir, ' Is a ys , a n dh e t as t edi t , and tasted it  again,
si pp i ng , then mou t hfu ll ing, an d setsthe g l ass
 no_more, but_puts away the vest_as I'd_finished,_all but
pressing_it._ Then I_takes out my_cloth, gets his pair_of ivory-back
brushes, just_takes_off his dress-jacket, and puts the cloth round his
neck, sets him up a bit,_and_then I_brushed_his_head for about ten
minutes--you know_my way, sir?"

"Yes, Jerry; I_recollect."

"And there_he sat, with the wrinkles going out of_his_forrid, and a_sort
o' baby-like smile coming all over his face.

"`Find it_fresh'ning, sir?'  I says.

"`Heavenly,' he_says.

"`You want a_good_shampoo,_sir,' I says. _`There's a deal o' dandruff in
your_head.'

"`That's what the hairdresser said,' says_he, an' he sighs again.

"`Oh, yes; I_know,' says I; `they allus do,_and wants you to buy_bottles
o' their_tintry-cum-fuldicus.  You leave it_to me, sir._ Little_white o'
egg and_borax, and a finish off with_some good scented_soap; and then if
anyone sees some_o'_that stuff in_your_head,_sir, just_you tell me.'

"He's_a_very nice_gent,_sir--I mean Dick; but the way_he's_been
neglected and preyed on by barbers and_sich is shameful. _Why,_he's got
stuff enough in_his quarters to stock a_shop."

"Then you think you'll get on_with him,_Jerry?"

"Think? _Not me!  You ask him if he'll let me go,_and you'll see.  I
sent him_out this morning pretty_tidy to_parade,_quite early--and don't
he_like_you to_dress him--and when he come back, looking_done-up, I_was
ready for him with a pick-me-up._ You see there's_a_lot of him, and he
want nootriment."

"`What's_this?' he says.

"`Your lotion, sir,' I_says, and he tasted it,_and_tasted_it again,
sipping, then mouthfulling, and_sets the glass