This antique die-cut trade card, dated 1894, was once very beautiful, I’m sure. Now, she’s the teensiest bit scary as she’s endured one-hundred-eighteen years of wear. She was once glued into an album. This is not surprising. That’s what these cards were for, after all. They were meant to be collected and saved—to serve as reminders of the advertisers and to bring pleasure to the people who saved them. Glue was her best friend and her enemy.
Glue preserved her, but glue also ate away at her. The glue from the cards above her caught pieces of her face and gown, pulling off the ink and leaving her with a wonky eye—making the once crisply printed text on her gown now unreadable. Glue held her to a page—a page which kept her delicate edges from being torn, a page which gave her over a century of life. The glue that once held her down, somehow, didn’t damage the reverse of the card, too badly. This is quite a bit of luck as we’re able to read a message from a retailer—a message read by the eyes of some young woman in 1894.
Glue preserved her, but glue also ate away at her. The glue from the cards above her caught pieces of her face and gown, pulling off the ink and leaving her with a wonky eye—making the once crisply printed text on her gown now unreadable. Glue held her to a page—a page which kept her delicate edges from being torn, a page which gave her over a century of life. The glue that once held her down, somehow, didn’t damage the reverse of the card, too badly. This is quite a bit of luck as we’re able to read a message from a retailer—a message read by the eyes of some young woman in 1894.
Let’s take a look at her. Her blonde curls are quite bright still. Her dove-gray hose are still crisp and her cheeks and lips still rosy. Once she clearly told people where they could buy paper dolls just like her. Or could they? Was she a sample of a paper doll concern or something else? Was she some sort of promotional give-away? Hmmmmm…
Once she said:
I am one of Hood’s Paper Dolls.
There are five of us:
Pa and Ma, Sister and
Brother and Me.
A Hood's Pill Card from my collection. Click to Enlarge |
The remainder, sadly, is too ruined to make out. It once boasted that she and her family came with colorful clothing and accessories. A note at the bottom of her skirt tells us how to learn more by reading the reverse—an advertisement for a Massachusetts-based concern. Hood’s? I know the name Hood’s in terms of Victorian American businesses. This is not a name that I associate with paper dolls. This is a name which I associate with “liver pills.”
Let’s see if the reverse tells us anything else.
Well, yes, it does:
Hood’s
Paper Dolls
Are
Right Up to Date
----
Largest, Handsomest,
Most Complete Set
Ever Issued.
They are lithographed in
beautiful colors, strongly made
of heavy manila paper, and are
exquisite in every respect.
They are all cut and are not
sent in sheets like other dolls which
have to be cut and pasted together and
which you are reasonably sure to spoil
before you get anywhere (illegible) shape.
Hood’s Dolls are all ready for use
the minute you get them, and
the dressing and changing of
clothes will amuse the chil-
dren for hours. They
will also stand alone, and
thus make neat mantle or
boudoir ornaments.
The Doll of which this is a
sample is one of the smallest
in the set. Thus they are unusually
large and are fully equal
to dolls sold in stores for 50
cents or more.
How to Obtain Hood’s Dolls.
These Dolls are issued complimentary to
patrons of Hood’s Pills and will be
sent to any address on receipt of 10 cents
in stamps and one trade-mark from Hood’s
Pills. They cannot be secured in any other
way. Write your address plainly and send
trade-mark and stamps to C.I. Hood & Co.,
Lowell, Mass., U.S.A.
In Great Britain, send 5d, and trade-mark to
C.I. Hood & Co., 34 Snow Hill, London, E.C.
Hood’s Pills
easy to buy, easy to take
easy in effect. 25 cents.
Ah! She was a promotional aid. Buy liver pills and get a family of paper dolls. We still do this, don’t we? Maybe we’re not so keen on paper dolls anymore, but I can’t think of one person I know who hasn’t clipped the “proof of purchase” on a box to get something in return. The difference—this one has survived.
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