A NARROW SHAVE.
The other day a man was walking slowly up Miami Avenue, in Detroit, and encountered another man walking hurriedly down. They ran into each other, both drew off and apologised, and the one in a hurry added : "I've been so mad all tho morning I couldn't see straight." " Nothing serious, I hope." " Well, my wife had some photos taken and the artist made a botch job. I'm now on my way to punch his head." " Can I see them ?" They were exhibited, and after a careful inspection the gentleman said : "My friend, you are off the track. The work is well done, and you ought to be proud of your wife's looks." " Do you mean it ? " " Certainly. There are not ten as handsome women in Detroit." "Shoo!" " It's a fact, and the work is that of a real artist. You should be more than satisfied." " Well, I declare ! I guess I've been too hasty, and I'll drop the matter right here. Glad I didn't punch the photographer's head." " Yes, so am I," said the other to himself as he went his way. It was the artist himself.
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 6314, 11 August 1888, Page 3
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190A NARROW SHAVE. Star (Christchurch), Issue 6314, 11 August 1888, Page 3
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