The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-05-20
Making DinlDles.


Ahandsome woman, elegantly dressed,
entered Broadway car in which re-
porter was riding, and immediately, but
unconsciously, diverted the attention of
dapper little man who sat next the re-
porter, who had been staring out of
countenance all the other ladies in the
car. The little man, who looked like
something between a hair-dresser and
middle-aged beau, drew a notebook
from his pocket, and, after making o
slight sketch of the face of the lady who
had just entered the car, said to the re-
porter: Fine woman, that"
The reporter could not but agree with
him.
"What do you think is her special
charm ?" asked the little man.
The reporter thought it might be q
sort of {" / don't know whatness," CON-
bination of chic and dignity, her grace
full bearing, her good clothes.
{" L was speaking of her face purely
and simply" interrupted the little man.
"Do you notice how completely her
face is in repose ?"
The reporter answered that he thought
the lady looked as if she didn't take
much interest in any of the other women
in the car.
"Now I will make her SMILE" con-
tinued the dapper man, and rising, he
turned his back to the occupants of the
Car and blew his nose violently. This
grotesque exhibition of politeness caused
the fine woman to smile. The dim
pies chased each other over her cheeks
and then slowly disappeared. The little
man resumed his seat IN time to catch a
glimpse of the feeting dimples. "What
do you think now 2" he asked.
The reporter thought the lady was
very pretty when she smiled, and that
her face was dimpled as that of a baby
or Vatican shepherdess.
Those dimples are her particular
charm" said the little man. "She is
handsome without them, beautiful with
them. In five years from to-day-per-
haps before that--when my method be-
comes known, New York city will be
dlled with women who, having been
plain, become pretty, having been pref
ty become handsome, having been hand
some become beautiful"
"Oh, then you are sort of a"
began the reporter The little man
handed him card. It bore simply the
words: 'Prof. A. Verroni, No. IL Dafo-
dill place" That is my name and adj
Dress" said he. "By profession I am
surgeon, graduate of the School of Med
icine, Paris. am specialist, however,
like many of the eminent II would say
like many of the physicians and surgeons
of the present time, and my specially is
to place dimples In the face of those to
whom nature has denied this charm.
Now, some women can get up six-inch
smile without doing anything further
than put their mouth In parentheses,
and others laugh as though they had
dinples in their upper gums, but those
delicate, expressive little hollows that
you see in the CHEEKS that are called up
by the slightest movement of the lips of
those who possess them, speak volumes
whole libraries"
The reporter suggested that he al
ready knew about the poetical aspect of
dimples, and he would be obliged to the
professor if he would tell him what
dimple was.
"Well, sir, said Prof. Verroni, ga
dimple-a natural dimple, that isis
simply q slight hollow between two
muscles, or over muscle, and the skin
IS more firmly attached to the subjacent
tissues ct this point than at other points.