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Show JAIL BARBER CAUGHT IN REMINISCENT MOOD "Eazov Jack" Recalls the Days When Ho Shaved Princes and Paupers. "You're next." cried a cheery voice In tho both room of tho city Jail yesterday yes-terday afternoon and another member of the chain gang took tho chair to submit sub-mit to a 'Clean shave at the hands of "Razor Jack" Richardson. In all twenty prisoners were hnndlcd by the man whose deftness In severing whiskers from the chins of great men and paupers alike won him tho nlcknamo by which he Is known. Jailer Richard Beynon ushered the men In and out of the presence of the improvised im-provised barber shop. As the razor clattered clat-tered on the strop in the cadence of years ago. Richardson's mind was turned to experiences of the past. Though threo score years have grayed the hair of the one-time famous tonsorlal artist, and Jail sentences have put the prison pallor in I his checkc. he proved" ycslcrdav thnt his shapely fingers had not lost their doft-ness. doft-ness. Naturally as If ho wore standing again in a. place of resplendent mirrors and costly fixtures, ho drifted into tho entertaining monologue characteristic of tho genus barber. Finding Jailer Bov-non Bov-non an interested auditor," he addressed his remarks to the officer, waxing more eloquent as he gained In speed at tho work before him. Something of what he said follows: Yes, I've wandered some I've shaved gold diggers in Alaska and princes of Europe in Florida. Then I was In Frisco In the early days. Lucky Baldwin I can remember now how he used to stroll In early before tho rush began. "Just a light one," he'd f-ay; "no. thanks, Just comb it dry." Thero was nothing fancy about Baldwin's Bald-win's tonsorlal needs. Mackav, Hood and Logan John A. Logan, "do vou know those names? I've shaved tlioni all. and many another of the best fellows In the world. Logan was careful about tho part of his lmlr which must always be as straight as tho man himself. Yes. I was in Chicago at tho time of the world's fair. Shaved many a nobleman there and thoy always Insisted In-sisted on the best of everything nnd got it. but tlioy looked no hotter to me than some of the old-timers at Virginia City. N'cv. So the gray-haired man ran loquaciously loqua-ciously on painting pictures of town uVtur town of the west during boom times when money flowed freely and the world was young for him. He told, too of experience ex-perience as a barber In the Utah state prison, and mentioned the iinmos of manv who were Incarcerated there, detailing their peculiarities as to how they liked best to have their faces handled. With the finishing of the last prisoner, the pictures that lie had conjured faded and he was standing bohlnd nn old wooden chair In the bath room of tho city Jail Tho glow -wont out of his eyes, somewhat, some-what, and there was a tired droop to his thin frame, but twenty men had lcarnd why he had come to bo known, as "Razor Jack." As he placed In his desk the razor that Klchardson had used In shaving the twenty men. Jailer Beynon tried the cdo then marveled the keenness of It as 1m looked at the old piece of leather upon which the prison barber had whetted it |