 How is Hilary's product going to kill the razor industry?
It is an uneasy privilege then, at least sometimes, to teach my old-fashioned brand of science to these children of a new age. "It has the purpose," I told her, "of teaching the members something about commerce and industry. They manufacture simple compositions like polishing waxes and sell them from door-to-door. Some groups have built up tidy little bank accounts which are available for later educational expenses." Marjorie put back her head and laughed, and I was forced to join her, for we both recognize that my understanding and "feel" for commercial matters—if I may use that expression—is almost nonexistent. Mr. McCormack is going to put up fifty dollars to buy any raw materials wanted Back in the old Ridgeville, fifty-odd miles to the south, we had our home almost paid for, when the accident occurred. It was in the path of the heaviest fallout, and we couldn't have kept on living there even if the town had stayed. When Ridgeville moved to its present site, so, of course, did we, which meant starting mortgage payments all over again. This was to be our headquarters and factory for the summer—a roomy unused barn belonging to the parents of one of the group members, Tommy Miller. My job here is only to advise, and I'm going to do that as little as possible. You're going to decide what to do, and if it's safe and legal and possible to do with the starting capital we have, I'll go along with it and help in any way I can. Peter Cope, Jr. and Hilary Matlack were skinny kids, too. And they were all tanned by sun and wind to a degree that made their eyes seem light and their teeth startlingly white. Mary McCready was a big husky redhead of twelve, with a face full of freckles and an infectious laugh, and Tommy Miller, a few months younger, was just an average, extroverted, well adjusted youngster, noisy and restless, tee-shirted and butch-barbered. The usual products, of course, with these junior achievement efforts, are chemical specialties that can be made safely and that people will buy and use without misgivings—solvent to free up rusty bolts, cleaner to remove road tar, mechanic's hand soap—that sort of thing. "The Miller boy and Mary McCready," he had said, "have exceptionally high IQ's—around one forty or one fifty. "I'd like to make something by powder metallurgy techniques," said Pete.
 Before-shave breaks off whiskers, just apply and wipe away.
 Before-shave breaks off whiskers, just apply and wipe away.  Before-shave dissolves whiskers permanently.  Before-shave dissolves whiskers for four to six weeks at a time.  Before-shave will never kill the razor industry. That's just wishful thinking.