Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1889-02-28
FOUR GIDDY GIRLS.
The Trouble They Caused Postal Clerk.


Giggle! giggle! giggle!
-Four distinct little gurgles of ripping
mirth in as many different feminine keys
announced to the urbane stamp dispenser
at the postof1ice Monday afternoon that
a quartette of pretty girls had finally sue
ceeded in edging their way through the
crowd and claimed his attention. True,
onls one of them had business with Uncle
Sans representative, but she could not
possibly think of facing the stamp clerk
alone, and answered the protests of her
companions with gesture of her pretty
head that commando humble obedience.
So they struggled and giggled until they
reached the window. Here they formed
semi-circle around the post hole
through which two-penpy waters are
showed to the ever hurryiug public, and
the leader addressed the clerk.
II want TO register something, said the
pretty little female through her black
dotted vail, putting her mouth as near as
possible to the hole in the glass and as
Stunning an air OF business that didn't fit
her as we'll as the neat little sealskin
jack ct that encircled her waist.
"What do you wish TO register" said
the clerk, counting Is men that we're
waiting TO get about $500 worth of STAN p
and who arrived while the girls were ar
ranging the barricade around the win
dow. Is it a canary bird, a hat rack, a
cellar door or q contagious disease" was
probably what the clerk would have said
to anybody but pretty girl.
"Ok, / forgot. I'm SD stupid, amt |,
girls?" The response was three giggles,
which meant that the young girls com
paniOns thought so, too. She had ex
pected them to say no, and therefore had
to chastise them bitterly, while eight men
and four ladies forced their way into the
little passage but failed to connect with
the stamp clerk.
The young lady then produc ed small
pasteboard box, neatly wrapped and tied
with white thread.
"Will anybody see who it's tor"
The clerk told her there was every pos
sibility that some official would forget
himself and look at the address and see
where it was going to.
The pleasant repartee of the clerk
pleased the girls, and after they had gig
gled all around twice the speaker passed
the box through the window and asked
how much it would cost. The clerk ask
ed If there was any writing on the in
side.
81 didn't know that made any differ
ence," she said.
at might not in other postoffices bat
it is a rule of this establishment that
there shall be no writing in third class
matter"
ooh, that is third class, didn't know
that"
"But you must pardon me if insist
upon a reply to my question:" said the
clerk, as he saw a policeman driving the
people away from the door.
ooh, no, indeed there isn't. Is there,
girls? But let me see. Maybe I'd better
not send it by mail. How much will it
cost? Oh, my! haven't got that much.
Besides papa said [ should cave it at his
office and he would send it by express.
Please let me have it, will you. I'm
sorry 20 bother you because know you
are awful busy"
The young lady took the package, and
after examining il TO see that the string
was not broken, led her companions out
of the crowd TO Smithfeld street. The
stamp clerk had counted 26 persons who
had become discouraged and had started
in as many different directions for q
drug store.