Haircut has ratings and 21 reviews. Lemar said: If you’ve ever stuck up a conversation in a small town diner with a seemingly innocuous local telling. Haircut. Ring Lardner (–) From Ring Lardner: Stories & Other Jonathan Yardley, in his authoritative biography of Ring Lardner. Ring Lardner’s short story “Haircut” is rich in the rhetorical device that I would call thematic nomenclature. The author uses proper names to reflect im-.

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This incremental story, building by association, works on the reader’s sense of irony at every turn. I just rerea “Haircut” and I like your take on it.

Did you see Gloria in Wages of Virtue? Then poor Paul spoke up and said if Jim would take him he would go along. Haircut is a short story written by Ring Lardner.

One trick Jim had was the knack of changin’ his voice. She’s been ailin’ for a couple years and either Doc Gamble or Doc Foote, neither one, seemed to be helpin’ her. I have submitted a proposal to a publisher and am waiting for a reply.

Jim would look out the train window and read the signs of the stores. He said Paul had asked him what he thought of the joke and the Doc had told him that anybody that would do larder thing like that ought ting to be let live. Joe was an old friend of Julie’s pa. Ring Lardner’s Haircut is a one-way conversation piece and is well written. Whitey ends the story by saying that, although it “probably served Jim right, what he got”, he still missed him, and blamed his death on his decision to let Paul handle his gun, having no experience with firearms.

Well, Doc Stair hadn’t been here more than a week when he came in one day to get shaved and I recognized who he was, as he had been pointed out to me, so I told him about my old lardne. Roxana rated it it was ok Jun 28, Lit on his head and it done somethin’ to him and he ain’t never been right.

You know, in most towns of any size, when a man is dead and needs a shave, why the barber that shaves him soaks him five dollars for the job; that is, he don’t soak him, but whoever ordered the shave. Not as good, though, since Jim Kendall got killed. He hangs around the barbershop frequently, and as the barber’s recollections unfold—this eulogy that will condemn—it becomes clear that Kendall is both an alcoholic and unemployed.


His treatment of patients is more successful than the two older doctors he finds there, and in due course he is elected town coroner. A barber regales a customer with stories about some of the characters in his small town. You’d of thought it was a reserved seat like they have sometimes in a theaytre. It was tough on Julie as the young people round this town–well, she’s too good for them.

She was all excited and told him to come to the house. When somebody comes in Doc Stair’s office, they’s a bell that rings in his inside office so he can tell they’s somebody to see him. Jim had the whole northern half of the State and was on the road five days out of every week. So I’d be shavin’ Milt and when I’d start to shave down here on his neck, Hod would holler, “Hey, Whitey, wait a minute!

She’d been away to school and Chicago and New York and different places and they ain’t no subject she can’t talk on, where you take the rest of the young folks here and you mention anything to them outside of Gloria Swanson or Tommy Meighan and they think you’re delirious. But I was goin’ to tell you about a poor boy we got here in town-Paul Dickson. Views Read Edit View history.

So she finally had to tell the kids it was all off and they cried like they wasn’t never goin’ to stop. The poor boy was crazy about Julie and she always treated him mighty nice and made him feel like he was welcome, though of course it wasn’t nothin’ but pity on her side.

Haircut by Ring Lardner

Join kardner on Twitter Follow CharlesCmay. While Lardner’s fiction continued to remain humorous on the surface, it moved toward irony that exposed man’s folly lqrdner inhumanity in a small-town society of his own making. Without conducting an autopsy or convening a coroner’s juryand solely on the basis of Paul’s testimony, Doc immediately declared the death to be accidental, ending any chance of a later inquiry. He asked me had I seen Paul Dickson.


Haircut (short story)

Short Story 2 Novella 2 novella as a form 1 Novels vs. Hardcover32 pages. But they live seven miles out in the country, on the Streeter road.

I don’t know how the news of this little affair rig out. It ain’t no job that anybody would fight for and what a man makes out of it in a year would just about buy seeds for their garden. Posted by Charles May at They was no answer and it must of came to her all of a sudden that she’d been bunked. To show you hairfut good he was along this line, I’ll tell you the joke he played on me once. Jim had a great trick that he used to play w’ile he was haicut.

Hod would generally always stand or walk up and down or some Saturdays, of course, he’d be settin’ in this chair part of the time, gettin’ a haircut. He hhaircut known first for his sports writing—especially for his love of baseball—culminating in his classic novel You Know Me Al.

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. I ain’t no mind reader, but it was wrote all over her face that she was gone. Jess rated it liked it Dec 18, The story judges the reader.

Story of the Week: Haircut

Jim had an infatuation with Julie Gregg, who showed no interest in return; she was infatuated with “Doc” Stair a young physician who also served as the local coroner who hxircut not similarly interested.

The entire story is his address to the reader who becomes necessarily introduced to, then involved with, lardndr finally complicit in the barber’s narrative: He laughed at first and said he didn’t want it, but they made him take it.

Henry Prize Stories 1 O. Well, he didn’t have no intentions of bein’ there or buyin’ tickets or nothin’.