The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-10-21
FAREWELL TO POMPADOUR:
MADONNA COUTURE HERR

NJ OWN with Mary James top-knot! The doom
D of the pompadour has at last become certain
And the fail of Rome was not greater ac-
companled by moro sghs and tears and murmurings
The girl who for nearly ten years has hidden a too
intellectual forehead beneath it's Elusive waves the
girl who has filled out head the girl who
has shone in the glory Of Marcel wave-all these are
heartbroken at the passing Of the pompadour No
style Of headdress couture has ever remained in
fashion so long or been successful that little
fascinating roll above foreheads. It made
woman look ten years her junior. 1t made 4
hat set at any angle you pleased But all changed
and the new side part, or Madonna couture, will re-
place it.
A Harlem girl tried the new style last week saws
the New York Press. It wrenched her heart to tuck
the little fuzzy rat away in a side drawer; but she
was convinced that nobody but the utterly impossible
person could any longer cling to the pompadour So
very sadly she parted her front hair and fufed it
out over her brow and wound it back into knot at
"Why, Emma,'' said her mother as she appeared
at BREAKFAST 'what is the matter, chid' Didn't you
sleep well9''
Emma merely sighed and pointed to the place
where her pompadour used to be.
"By Jove!' exclaimed her father as he entered
the breakfast room little later. ''What's the mat
ter with my girl7 guess she III have to have trip
to Atlantic City and get rid of that peaked look
Again Emma pointed to her ex-pompadour AMI
assured her father that it change of hair, not
change of air that she needed.
''Goly, En'' said her cheerful brother as he
helped himself to buttered roll sYou d better beat
it to the altar, old girl your beginning to look
WHAT'S
'smatter9''
And then Emma burst out crying But she stuck
to her colors and her Madonna couture Just the same
All the way down to the office she noticed that the
the elevated train did not glance at her that
morning When she arrived the head clerk looked at
her sympathetically and suggested that she take
day off, she seemed so tagged. Then she went in to
take dictation from the boss. He frowned at her
curiousiy for moment, and seemed to hesitate In
desperation she pointed to her Virgin forehead Then
his face lit UP with understanding
g Go home, little girl he said, 'and put it back
again. You look cold without it.'' ~
81 don't know what look like" she said mis-
erably, t'but know what feel like feel Just
like man feels when he has shaved of his mus
tacheiD ~a.-. j.. F. @..-as ...-. =
That night she jerked the rat out Of the side
drawer, took out the tongs lit all the gas Jets and
frzzed and propped and fuffed her head into shape
again. And now her brother says she hasn't any
backbone and that he liked her hair parted any
way; and her mother says pompadours are 'stacky
looking''; and her father says they are unhealthy
and her employer says they inartstic and demon
alizing around the office; and, result her pom
padour is still, like the rest Of our pompadours on
the fence, undecided whether to stand or fall But
when they do finally fall many men viii be astounded
to discover that their wives have grown old under
Of the pompadour without their even suaneet-
ing It.