Arkansas intelligencer., 1848-02-26

From Paul's Galaxy.
Capital Hair 0ill

An inquisitive friend of ours, happening re-
Gently 10 peep into the boudor Of his fair inamo-
rata, and finding the richest gem of the casket
absent, thought it a fine opportunity TO discover
the traditonary and occult mysteries of the toll
cite Of metropolitan belle. SO. without more
ado, and with no scruples TO propriety, he
made the most of his time stealthily pryng about:
| and ever and anon casting q hurried glance to-
wards the door. Amply gratifed was he to have
chance to solve certain vague doubts and con-
lectures which were floating through his mind,
and much did he enjoy the revelations which
were made. At length, in the course of his in
vestigation, his eye caught sight of an elegantly
ornamented bottle of fluid, labelled with beau
tiful embossed gilt and enamelled paper, bearing
French name. "Ho!'' said he 10 himself,
"whats this" and proceeding to smell it, he found
that il was delightfully."- odorferous, and grateful
to the senses. "Capta hair oil, by Jove," he
CALCULATED, upon making this discovery, and
without more ado, concluded, "faith IN help
myself to some of it," And "suitng the action
to the word,' he proceeded to anont his hair
with that "capital OIL" until the said head of
hair looked like FURNISHED STEEL it was so smooth
and polished. Then thinking that he had better
decamp for fear of being detected in so mpolite
an intrusion, he stole quietly away. Great was
the admiration expressed by his friends at the
unusually fine appearance of his hair. "Whv,
Will, how well you look, )" "BlesS me, how much
Mr.. p. is improved since | saw him last -
Really, did not notice it BEFORE but p is q fine
looking man." Such were some of the encom-
ums passed upon him, and our friend retired to
rest that night, quite eiated with flattery. And
the thoughts and actions of day time noated
through his sumberng senses at night, He
dreamed that he was the "glass of fashion and
the mould of FORM the Adonis of Chestnut
street, the idol of fair ladies', and the envy of all
the men How silken and soft were his locks.
curling beautifully about his neck and temples
He was the hair dressers beau ideal of perfection,
and as he trod the pathway of fashion, wealth,
ard splendor, flattery, admiration, praises, and
adulation were strown before him like flowers in
the path of Washington at Trenton. Waking in
tho morning he was half angry to think thai so
beautiful a dream must have so abrupt termin-
alton, and as he rubbed his head 10 oudeavor TO
awaken himself moro fully, he was surprised to
find a quantity of loose hair covering his hand.
"How my hair comes ouil'' he thought. 81
wonder what's the reason?' but recurring to his
dream, he rubbed his head again, and once more
was his hand filled with detached hair sGood
gracious! how my hair does come out" A few
more rubs to clear his head of the loose hair
brought out an astonishing quanti.y of it. Sur
prise now gave way 10 utter asonishmcnt but
as the loose hair hung about his face rather dis
agreeably he jumped out of bed and snatched up
comb 10 rid his head of it. But he combed
and combed, and combed, and hair came out
without any dimuniton Of quantity, until what
remained on his head began to be q very small
portion of his once abundant head Of hair, and
he stopped. fearing it would all come OUT II
was perfect riddle TO him, and throwing down
the comb, he endeavored to find solution of the
mystery. But the more he thought the less he
understood it, and at length he gave it up in utter
despair, and gazed at his image in the glass with
sadness and melancholy, for his forehead was far
toe high and his crown too sparsely covered with
hair 10 be agreeable 10 young man. Had he
been robed in q cowl he would have easily passed
for one of the shaven- pated monks of a European
monastery. He dressed himself slowly, put on
his hat, and sezing the door knob was about to
leave, when suddenly an idea flashed upon him.
He paused moment, and then excIamng "that
must have been it, he disappeared quickly, and
soon coursing rapidly down the street.
Bending his steps toward Rousse's famous per.
fumery establishment, it was not long before he
standing at the counter OF that magnificent
store. "f1ave you the 'Depa,ory POWDER" he
asked of the attendant.
"Yes sir.' was the reply, and it was produced
in moment
Seizlng it eagerly, he perused the label, and at
length exclaimed, "l thought so, | knew it,"
Ills emotion attracted the attention of the sales.
man, who politely inquired the cause. P. replied
not, but simply pulled off his hat and pointed to
his head.
Reader. let us peruse the label on that bottle.
Q . . Q . . . Q Q . . . . .
o'SoLUrIoN OF DEPlLLAToRY POWDER, FOX REQ
o MOVING SuPERFLUos HAIR"
0o % Q .
SO freely anointed his head the day prevousl