You smooth your hair with your towel and go away saddened for ever!" "The trouble is," said Colonel Bouncer, "that every man thinks he's going to carry a neat little pocket-comb in a neat little case, and he buys dozens of them; but he never has one with him." "Thanks," acknowledged Johnny.

"Now suppose you could step into any barber shop, theater, hotel, saloon or depot wash room, drop a nickel in a slot and take out a nice papier-mache comb, paraffined and medicated and sealed in an oiled-paper wrapper.

Would you do it ?" "Just as fast as I could push the button," agreed Bruce with enthusiasm.
"Well, I've just invented that comb," explained Johnny, smiling.

"Do you think there would be a good business in manufacturing it ?" Courtney, who had been considering the matter gravely, now nodded his head emphatically.
"There's a handsome fortune in it," he declared.

"It is one of those little things of which there are enormous quantities used and thrown away each day.