The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1915-04-21
The EDening Story
Beautifying Barbara.
(By Jane Osborn.)


go out and get a live wire story
about this beauty specialist" the city
editor had told Barbara Mills a few
weeks after she went to work ON her
first morning paper. This Madame
Rosa has some of the most prominent
society women in town as her clients.
There has been lot of talk about the
beautifying processes they are going
through, and what you want TO do is
to go there treatment. Keep your
eyes and ears open and get all the
names you can. If you can find out
that some sone- of the big leaders in
society has enamel on her, facelA1that
is real news s q
S With these instructions Barbara
started out up the busy thoroughfare
toward the middle of the spring after
noon. And, as size slipped along
through the crowd, quietly dressed in
her inconspicuous street frock, no one
stopped to notice her. Barbara was
pretty, but of that demure prettiness
that could go unnoticed in such Il
throng as that. l-.ee-e
Perhaps that was why when she
passed Ned Stanton he did not see
her; she was swallowed up in that
crowd of fashionab bly, dressed women.
Surely had Ned known that Barbara
was near he would have forgotten the
others for, to Ned, Barbara was the
ideal of loneliness. Her occurrences,
neT pdIlOT even, SlSn1Iled all lnaI was
sweet and lovely in women. Ned had
never told Barbara of this state of
mind of his. In fact, he hardly ad-
mitted it to himself. But every time
editorial rooms of the paper, met her
by chance as she passed in the hall,
he felt the task of hiding his love
from her growing more difficult.
Barbara saw Ned. She even paused
a moment with a longing, not admit
ted even to herself, that he would see
her, that he would pause and perhaps
turn and walk with her as far as Nine.
Rosa's. But that was all.
What can we do for madame ?''
came the silver tones of the young
French woman at the door of Nine.
Rosa's, and Barbara had hestitated
she said, drawing off glove from one
hand, just a little rough and worn
from constant toiling over papers and
the typewriter.
from the sanctum with hands that
would have graced a young duchess.
But she had not noticed them. She
had not even watched the deft-fin-
gered attendant during the process.
She was listening keenly to CONVEX
sation over a partition.
'Will you have the usual treat
ment: someone was asking IN tones
had answered: Put a little more
color in the enamel, please. 1 am
wearing green this evening and that
requires a great deal of color. And
the lights are so trying at Mrs Van
derhayden's.'
Barbara recognized the name of one
of the most exclusive hostesses of the
season. hostess of the younger
smart set, just the set that the city
editor would be interested in. If only
Barbara could get the name of the wo-
man in the next room. She listened to
the conversation. Apparently the
treatment was long and tedious. 1t
was her cue to get into one of the
compartments nearer. She must find
out in some way who was speaking.
Z do they just do enameling in those
of one transformed hand in the direc-
ton of the booth in question.
Just facial treatment" said the
manicurist You'd hardly need
enamel, though there is a great deal
could be done to your face. One of
our ice treatments and a transforma-
ton would work wonders" In an
other minute Barbara had placed her
self in the hands of a specialist in ia
tice her face in the mirror before her.
She paid strict attention to every move
of the attendant. She was interested
in the treatment. 1t would be good
data for the story. And she listened
to the conversation across the parti-
ton. She heard the name of the wo-
man. She was prominent. recent di-
vorcee,. just the sort of name that
would make the city editor rejoice.
Meantime the beauty specialist
worked with enthusiasm Barbara
was so young, her features were SO
fresh and her skin sc unspoiled by