St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-04-04
WHAT HUE IS YOUR HAIR
If 1t Isn't White You're Surely
Not in the Swim.

New York Continent.
We women are often fain to confess
that there is much of the barbarian
lingering in us. To be sure, it is not 10
be wondered at, as the modern woman
is really the evolved product of several
centuries of barbarous treatment-culti-
walton on an emotional basis only.
Woman'S barbarlsm crops out in the
tenacity with which she clingS to the
punched ear and the earring of her say
age sister. in her love of color, and eS-
pecially in her love of her hair. No
lombard chief was ever more solicit
tiOuS about his long blonde treSSeS than
she Of hers.
To be sure, no one wants her to
change those pretty fashions. 1t is bad
enough to have man going about i'll
il his only friend were moriDund. But
as regards her hair she runs to craZeS.
Within the last five years we have
had at least half dozen radical
changes. If some prominent woman
feels that she is closing her grip" as
the horrid men say-which means. |
suppose, that she is not receiving suffi-
Gent attentiOD-all she does is to
change the color of her hair, find a new
style of pin for holding it i'll place, or
dress it in new style. She will be
Photographed far and wide, and every
woman who can will follow the new
mode.
A few years ago "the first lady in the
land" decided to sacrifice her hair.
Charming little ringletS stood up all
over her head; but behold the effect.
The BARRIERS trade experienced boom,
and the old and young, straight and
curly hair, throughout the land were
cropped. AS result of the hldeous
Derby came into style again.
When little hair had grown out a
coterie of girls who boosted Dianic
noses decided that the Psyche knot was
just 1.-The sweetest way in the world"
Mistress and maid met for once on the
same ground. Both adored and adopted
the Psyche knot. This would never do.
Anything that everybody can have is
not considered worth having by the
ultrafashionable. A style has only to
become craze to be relegated to the
brica-Drac or historic regions.
But what consolation it must have
been to the classic woman in her ele-
waited position i'll our art museums to
feel that at last, after centuries of wait
ing, she was in the fashion. There can
be nothing more horrible for a woman
to contemplate than the fact that she is
out OF style.
The next change was a startling one.
Gradually one became aware that the
blonde type of woman was becoming
more numerous. Shakespeare had eX-
perienced revival in the theaterS. The
Swan of Avon abhors dark woman.
His heroines are always of the blonde
type. Of course when all the well
known actresses appeared III golden
wigs the color became fashionable. The
genteel woman, of course, would not be
guilty of wig unless she were bald.
The latter she never IS, because she
bathes her scalp frequently and airs it
well. n quiet little modiSte for the hair
was consulted. She produced a wash
which turned the hair charming
golden. Once week the ablution was
performed and the little hairdreSser
grew rich.
At the height of the craze poor Nine.
Patti decided on another farewell tour.
But alas. she discovered a gray hair.
What could she do? In private life one
may turn gray in peace. But gray
haired prima donna, Who would toler-
ate such an anachroniSm?
Since golden hair was already the
craze it would never do to adopt that
PATHS thinking cap rested on brigh
head. Red hair was the fiat. Every one
obeyed. Everybody praised. 1t was
supreme stroke of enterprise. Even
divorce suit, or lost jewels. would not
have been as effective an advertisement.
But the dear authenticated girl, wasn't
she glad? No more white horse for her!
And the golden hairs were all darkened.
1t was often the most delicate fiattery
to the distinguished singer that, looking
over her audience, she saw two-tbirds
of the heads rejecting the color of her
own. With PATHS departure the red
hair became monotonous.
Then a clever woman discovered that