From the August 1948 magazine.

Barley Corn

The morning after a hard night a souse named Oscar went into a barbershop. "Gimme a shave, haircut, massage an' the works, pal. . . . I gotta git in shape for a big day," blurted Oscar. "Hurry, 'cause I need my pants pressed, too."

"Slip 'em off an' I'll hand your pants to the presser next door," volunteered the barber. "This big bib will cover-up while you're in the chair."

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