Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1881-05-10
Eating Onions.
HOW ADVERSE WINDS BLEW ACROS
THE PATH OF TRUE LOVE.


A couple of young girls living in q
boarding house on Charles street played
q 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 unsus-
pecting ope's glass was poured small
portion of tincture of assafoetida, which,
as every one knows, smells like con-
glomeration Of onions, bad eggs, decay
ed vegetables, and host of other things
too numerous to mention.
The participating damsels knew
that the unhappy maids Charles Au-
gnstus called on Sunday, and they also
knew that while she could not detect
the flavor OF the assafoetida in the fra
grant wine, nevertheless it would pro-
duce to her aforesaid Charles Augustus
the impression that she had been eating
onions by the peck. Poor, pretty little
unsuspecting thing! She was radiant
when she flew to the door to admit the
manly form of the object of her hearts
affections, and she did not observe, as
they were locked in q close embrace,
that as his lips met hers, drawing q
dimple in the back of her neck, that q
wild. unutterable horror spread over his
lineaments dusky pallor.
He cut the embrace short, and they
went and took their place on the cosy
tete- q. tete in the corner. Then she no
ticed that there was far-off. 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 resem-
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and which was lingering dreamily
around on the soft. warm air.
dearest" asked she ehyly, what Ia
the ma'ter?"
"Nothing, sweetheart. nothing; that
| ia pothing.T answered he, as his gaze
flew 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
Mid. 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 hunted wild beast.
"My love, you are not well. /" said she
anxionsly, as she wound her arm about
his neck and drew his head down until
their faces nearly touched. "Wh-bat II
the matter ?" and she tenderly sighed
her soul into tears.
"Oh, great Godfrey !" he gr0aDed, a
the fatal slmoom 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 like q loaded mule and
kicked over little table.
II know I did," said he, nerv0usly
| picking up the poker and abstractedly
putting 1t in his coat-tail pocket. ~
know did, but I'm awful bad now
I'm afraid I'll have to CO." he confined
as she leaned over toward him again
Il think I'm going to have the yellow
fever"
Eyes," he answered, as he arose ant
ran the poker through his hair In ar
ill-directed, agitated manner. "Goot
night, darling. Don't kiss me-" h
continued, shudddering, you nigh
catch the fatal scourge," and he burs
out of the door and disappeared.
The young girl. as she wandered dis
tressed and musing out of the room.
next tackled gruff old logger. who II
pretty strong language convinced he
Of the fact that she had been eating on
ions; and she discovered the joke BY
asking the same girls who had played
the trick on her. IN an agonizing ton,
of voice, If her breath was really per
ceptible They exploded with Ill tinlet
levity, and then told her all. She say
now she never will have an sthiog to d,
with them again as long as she lives
and as for Charles Augustus, we'll
Two FATAL ACCIDENTS On Thurs