denly decided I might sell a couple tickets to the Professor himself, so up we went two steps at a time and entered the hall of his apartment.  Someone was washing dishes on in the kitchen; the study room door was open.  Suddenly someone began to inflict punishment on the piano.  We tip-toed to the door but the piano was surrounded by screens so we went out and went down the stairs.  Just as we got to the bottom, someone hailed us at the top.  Turning around we saw Kinkie, our future host, in gala kitchen attire, with a towel in his hand.  We greeted him hilariously and asked him if the professor was at leisure.  When he saw he had a pupil, Bill suggested giving the tickets to Kinkie to sell so I gave him two, and made him promise to buy his tickets from me if he went.  As we left he told us to come out to-morrow at one o’clock.
     We proceeded on up the Main thoroughfare of the greaty city to our barber shops, which are on opposite sides of the street, opposite each other.  Here I noticed an odd thing.  There were five men ahead of me.  Three of them were old white haired men, bald on the top of their heads.  The other two were young men, with long hair.  The first three, as it turned out, all got hair-cuts, while the last two merely purchased shaves!  As I was in the those of a hair-