Mexico weekly ledger. (Mexico, Mo.) 1855-1956, 1881-06-30
A VERY SERIOUS JOKE.
Tho Trick Which One Baltlmore Girl
Played On Another.

d. Baltimore Americana
A couple of young girls living in .
boarding house on Charles street played
mean trick the other night on another
young and attractive maiden in the same
house. They all had some cake and
wine together, and in the unsuspecting
ones glass was poured a small portion of
tincture of ssafetida, which, as every
one knows, smells like q conglomeration
of onions, bad eggs, decayed vegetables
and host of other things too numerous
to mention.
The prank playing damsels knew that
the unhappy maids Charles Augustus
called on Sunday, and they also knew
that while she could not detect the IA
vor of the asafetida in the fragrant
wine, nevertheless it would produce to
her aforesaid Charles Augustus the i'm
preston that she had been eating onions
BY the peck. Poor, pretty, little unsus-
pecting thingl She was radiant when
she flew to the door and admitted the
manly form of the object of her hearts
affections; and she did not observe, as
they were locked in . close embrace, as
his lips met hers, drawing dimple in
the back of her neck, that q look of
wild, unutterable horror spread over his
ineaments dusky pallor.
He cut the embrace short, and they
went and took their places on the cosy
tete q tete in the corner. Then she
noticed there was far of, troubled look
in his eyes, and he shifted about uneasily,
as if vaguely aware that something was
the matter, but that he couldn't detect
the odor, which resembled day before
yesterdays fried onions, and which was
lingering dreamily around on the soft,
warm air. -
Dearest" she asked, slyly, "what is
the matterf''
Nothing, sweetheart, nothing; that
is, nothing" answered he, a. his gaze
few swiftly from one object to another.
"But there must be-" said she, lean
ing forward. "You are not yourself to-
night. You have something on your
mind. Tell me darling" and she tried
to gaze into his face, while he lodged her
with q look in his eyes like that Of q
wild beast.
"My love, you are not well," she said,
anxiously, as she wound her arm about
his neck, and drew his head about until
their faces nearly touched. "Wh-h-hat
is the matterT and she tenderly sighed
her soul into tears.
"Oh, great Godfrey!' he groaned, as
the fatal simeon struck him. "You-
that is, lam not feeling very we'll"
"But, dearest, you seemed all right
when you came in," she persisted, low
ingly, and then she sighed again, and he
jumped liked goaded mule and kicked
over little table.
Il know did," said he, nervously
picking up the poker and abstractedly
putting it in his coat-tail pocket. 81
know did. but Pm awful bad now.
Pm afraid I'll have to Co." he continued,
as she leaned over toward him again. 81
think I'm going to have the yellow
fever"
"Gracious, Charley" said she, "can
it be possible that you are ill?"
eyes," answered he, as he rose and
ran the poker through his hair in an ill.,
directed, agitated manner. "Good
night, darling. Don't kiss me-" he
continued, shuddering, "you might take
the fatal scourge," and he burst out of
the door and disappeared.
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pretty strong language, convinced her of
the fact that she had been eating onions,
and she discovered the joke BY asking
the girls who had played the trick on
her, in an agonizing bne of voice, if her
breath was really perceptible. They ex-
ploded with ill-timed levity and told her
all. She says now she will never have
anything to do with them as long as shel
lives, and as for Charles Augustus,
we'll