The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-07-21
IN "BEAUTY PARLORs."
Interesting Experience Of n Chicago
woman.
From the Chicago Tribune.


From the Chicago Tribune.
Beauty Parlorsr yelled an enterprising
elevator boy on State street, and got off.
with me, to my surprise. came the half
dozen women and two children who made
up the elevator load. l had but a moment
to glance at my rather shabby fellow
passengers before the .lace-draped door in
front of us opened and we found ourselves
In a large, well-furnished room with flow
ers in the window, a small glass showcase
in one corner and center tables laden
with advertising literature.
There were many women waiting, and /
looked them over in a vain attempt to dis
cover a single pretty one. / had expected
to see actressy sort OF people, with bleach
ed hair and roughed cheeks. or at any rate
people who bore the traces OF past beauty.
But no. They were almost the very same
as those who throng the cheap dental par
lors and exchange their aching, badly
carcd-for teeth for full sets Of shiny china
ones at 81 the set. Some had already ef-
fected this exchange. as their infrequent
smiles revealed. One woman walked up
and down with a baby in her arms. She
was weary and sad looking, and homeli-
ness had marked her for It's own. Another,
in slimpsy calico gown, was tending two
little children sprawling on the floor at
her feet
In sharp contrast were the smart young
ladies in waiting They had the clearest
and rosiest compilations, the CLOS iest
hair, and the prettiest teeth imaginable
They were daintfly dressed, and their man
ners were pleasant and their voices. sweet
No wonder that young men buy tons Of
bottles Of hair restorer at that little glass
counter! AS these fair advertisements
moved about, distributing tickets for
treatment, the plain women in dowdy
gowns who were their customers watched
them wistfully, while doubtless in their
credulous middle-aged brains bright
dreams Of the days when they, too, should
look as fair danced alluringly, and tusti-
fed them in spending their marketing
money.
By and by my turn came, and / went to
the back part of the room, where numbers
of little stalls are curtained Off | found
another pretty girl waiting to receive me
She divested me Of my coat and hat and
seated me in big armchair with rath-
er perpendicular head-rest Then gass
Jet was lighted under a big nickel urn and
a sheet was thrown over both the urn and
me. Very soon steam burst out Of the
many apertures Of my nickel-plated com
panion and enveloped me, and kept on en-
Veloping until was nearly cooked. Twice
I managed TO gasp, Cant / stop now?''
but twice / was ordered to 90 on
At length / could bear II no longer, and
snatched the sheet from my head In the
mirror / saw a very unpleasa nt-looking
crimson countenance, dripping with CO.
pious perspiration. After ! was placed
in another chair my face was wiped and
plentifully anonted with some sweet
smelling cream. My pretty maid then
kneaded and worked my soaked flesh Wig
orously for about five minutes, pressing
the tips Of her fingers with a circular mo-
ton, and spending special strength on the
little wrinkles between my eyebrows, on
the shadowy hollows traced between my
nostrils and the corners Of my mouth.
Then she wiped me off again, powdered
me lightly, and pronounced me finished.