I am not guesting on facegoop (for some reason.) This is from The Colonist, a New Zealand newspaper, 2nd Feb 1910. A woman with great hair (who is, let's be very clear, is on on the left) is being seduced by a cad (my reading of situation). The advert says she owes to it much of your youthful appearance and attractiveness. I think, though I don't write for facegoop, this is a lot of pressure to put on some Hair Vigor, even from a company that nearly rhymes with 'hair'. On the right, a woman with as far as I can tell very much shorter hair is standing waiting for her more suitable beau (my reading of situation).
I don't think the picture below will be big enough to make the situation clear enough, but you can go and look at the real thing here.
That's not why I was reading The Colonist. I was looking at book titles. Here were the latest ones available to the discerning NZ-based reader:
- It Can Never Happen Again (2 volumes, should have called second one It Can Never Happen Again Again) by William de Morgan
- Troubled Waters, by Headon Hill (what do you call a man sleeping on a slope?)
- Broken Earthernware by Harold Begbie (Harry Potter of its day)
- All at Sea, A Novel of Life and Love on Liner, by Lillie de Bathe (Mrs Langtry (yes, that Mrs Langtry, doing celeb novel (Lillie de Bathe is funnier name for royal mistress if world is, as many suspect, a smutty comic book)))
- A Simple Savage by GB Burgin (no joke)
- Tropical Tales by Dolfe Wyllarde (you'd get bored of spelling that out over the phone)
- Poppea of the Post Office, by the author of A Commuter's Wife (I *loved* A Commuter's Wife!)
- She loved Him by Chas Garvice (but then, she never met me)
- Miss Bretherton, by Mrs Humphrey Ward