108 THE ST. REGIS AND SARANACS. 



I finished. Applying a damp towel to the scene of my 



aetivitie>. my work in all its seiilpture>que eifeets was 

 revealed to my gaze. I trembled as I thought of the inevi- 

 table moment when it should be revealed by the mirror to 

 the Sheriff himself. 



"There! ils done, and done just as well as 1 know 

 how! " said I, with a earefully tempered tone of self-vindi- 

 cation. 



nh!" sighed the Sheriff, as he opened his eyes, lifted 

 his hand to his face, and ga/ed into the mirror, "Init 1 

 I thank you! " 



That was the only time I ever shaved a Sheriff. 



