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Gisborne Times, Volume XXVII, Issue 2568, 31 July 1909, Page 3 (Supplement)

A SHAVING RECORD. la five hairdressers’ chairs in a line were seated, yesterday afternoon (says the Melbourne “Argus”), in a room at the Temperance Hall, five men with well-lathered faces. A barber stood at the bottom chair with a razor poised in his right hand. “Right!” exclaimed the timekeeper. “Right!” echoed Mr. S. Dennis, tho barber, and that was the last word lie spoke for eighteen minutes. Mr. Dennis had started to establish an Australian record for shaving with one razor (unset) as many men as possible within an hour. From tho entrance of the Temperance Hall cordial invitations were extended to the public to come and get shaved, but the number of responses did not keep pace with the barber’s dexterity. Men to whom a shave is a luxury rolled in, and looked all the better for calling. Everyone who looked iii at the door was seized, pushed into a chair, soaped, shaved, and sprayed before he knew exactly what was going on in the room. The'cabmen at an adjacent rank wero requested to lend their faces, but they were so unsportsmanlike as to refuse. At last there was not a face in the vicinity of tho hall that could show the slightest vestige of a board, and then Mr. Dennis heaved a sigh, and reluctantly closed his razor. .He had shaved twenty-five men in eighteen minutes. The longest operation lasted sixty-two seconds—the subject was a literary man. The world’s record in shaving is claimed by English barber' nam<|cl AVbekes, who shaved seventy men in an hour. That record would probably have been broken by Mr. Dennis had he obtained sufficient material to work on.

The total area of the Turkish Empire is 1 602 280 square miles, and the total population over 38,000,000. It was on one of the coastal steamers. Some of the passengers wore relating their experiences of fogs. “Yes,” said the old salt, “I’ve seen some pretty thick fogs in my time. Why, off the coast of Newfoundland the fog was sometimes so thick that wo used to sit on the rafl and loan against it!. We wore sitting one night, as usual, with out backs up against tlvo fog, when suddenly tho fog lifted, and wo all wont .flop into tho water. A bit thick, wasn’t it?” A kindly old gentleman was telling some lads*the story of Samson. “Ho was/strong.” said the speaker in summing up, “became weak, and again regained his.strength, which enabled him to destroy, his enemies. Now, boys, if* I had an enemy, wliat would you adviso me to do?” * . A little boy considered tho secret of. that great ancient’s strength/ and his hand went up. “Get a bottle of hair restorer,” he exclaimed.