It takes the one hundred men in ten million who understand beauty, which isn’t imitation or an improvement on the beautiful as already understood by the common herd, twenty or thirty years to convince the twenty thousand next most sensitive souls after their own that this new beauty is truly beautiful.

The sudden death of a young woman a little over a week ago in a down town “beauty parlor” has served to direct public attention to those institutions and their methods. In this case, it seems, the operator painted on or injected into the patron’s facial blemish a 4-per-cent cocaine solution and then applied an electrode, the sponge of which was saturated with carbolized water.

The WesternDruggist,October 1894