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Auckland Star, Volume LI, Issue 73, 27 March 1920, Page 21

"But that's too wonderful," exclaimed Mrs. Bcauchamp. "Do you have to use it every day?" "Oh, no . . . last for some days.' And the queer thing is that tbe more you use silmerine the less often you require it. It seems to coax the hair into natural waves that stay in of their own accord." "If my hair weren't so odiously thin and streaky," said Mrs. Bcauchamp, "I would rush' out this minute and buy a bottle before I have another sandwici But my grey locks would look too ridiculous in waves. Shall I buy a bottle of peroxide or Condys fluid and turn mj few remaining hairs a bright gold or red?" "Mrs. Beauchamp," put in Helen, "I'm going to reveal a horrid secret. A little while ago I found some grey hairs on my own head. Mabel's fair; she won't go grey so soon. So I got a packet of tammalite and dissolved it in bay rum, and put it on the faded parts with a clean little brush. It was wonderful the way that it gradually brought back tli» colour to my hair." "How lovely," exclaimed their hostess. "Yes, I really must try that. Tammalite, you said, didn't you? By the way, a lot of people I know are using boranium as a hair tonic, .but so far I haven't tried it. Do either of you know if it's any good?" "Any good?" chorused the two girls. . . . "Why, it's the only thing. . . ." "I mix it with bay rum " "You can use eau-de-cologne, I believe " "It's the most priceless stuff " "My hair's grown heaps thicker since I used it." "Good gracious," interposed Mrs. Beauchamp. . . . "I suppose I shall have to use it too. I'll put it down with the tammalite. What do you shampoo with?" she asked, "you've both got such glorious hair.'' . This time Mabel answered . . . "Oh, the usual . . . StaUax, you know." "Stallax? I don't seem to know it. Is it some special preparation?" "I don't think so,"* replied Mabel. "It is quite ordinary stuff, I believe. You caii buy it in ilb tins from most chemists. But it makes the most lovely shampoo; it lathers gorgeously in any water, and your hair dries quickly after it and looks so soft and bright. My own hair always gets so dry and brittle after a shampoo of any kind that I always massage my scalp with olive oil before washing it." "That's awfully nice to know," said Mrs. Beauchamp . . . "Really, I'm most intensely grateful to you two girls. I've been envying your hair." "And we've been envying your complexion," said Helen. ... 'T do wish I had nice pink cheeks like yours, and I don't like the idea of rouge." "Poicdered colluirtdwm" said Mrs. Beauchamp, in a dramatic whisper . . . "just a trifle . . . harmless . . . indeteetable . . . any chemists . . . used it for years. By the waj-, Helen, didn't you say something about wanting a fancy dress for the 'Excelsior' dance to-night? You wouldn't care to borrow my rig-out, I suppose? It's just your sire, and 1 know it would suit you." "Mrs. Beauchamp," said Helen, "you/re