SPARKLER

THE French poet Germain Saint-Foix had gone to a hairdressing saloon to have a shave and the barber was lathering his face when a businessman entered. The poet owed the man a lot of money and when the businessman saw Saint-Foix, he angrily demanded his money.

“Please don’t make a scene, monsieur,” said Saint-Foix. “Won’t you wait for the money until I’m shaved?” “Certainly,” said the businessman. “You heard that?” Saint-Foix asked the barber. “He said he will wait until I’m shaved and monsieur is a man of his word.”

Then he picked up a towel, wiped the lather from his face and left, leaving the businessman gaping. Saint-Foix wore a beard till the end of his days!