St. Paul daily globe., 1889-02-10
The Trouble a Brand New
Hubby Had in Grs,rfng a
Drink.
l Well-KnoWn Newspaper
Man in a Pixies Peak
Picture.
The Popularity Of the Present
Administration in Ger
tain Quarters.
A Woman's Way Of Rafting
Off a Ring--Wrinkled
Wall Paper.

He was very pleasant-looking young
fellow, and he looked very proud and
happy as he walked down Nicollet ave-
nue. with his sweet little wife on his arm.
He stopped, looking pleased, however.
when she pulled his arm and turned to
go into dry goods store. near Third
street. He evidently didn't like dry
goods stores, or it is possible that under
the circumstances. he didn't care to
meet some pretty counter girl inside;
anyhow he didn't so, and when she
said:
'Yes, Jack. please come"
he said, NO; you go in and FL wait
here. Don't be long, please"
"Oh, no, dear, won't be more than
a minute, but l wish you would Gomez
He wouldn't, however, and she went
in alone.
Her minute grew to wonderful dimen-
sions, and poor Jack began to get very
nervous. He lighted cigar, took few
vicious puffs at it, found it bad, stamped
in prOfane manner, and threw it away.
Then he walked up and down in front
of the store for a few minutes, looking
first at this then at that. A street boy
trying to drive dog he had attached to
a rickety sled kept him amused for a
moment, but when the team had passed
he turned impatiently and looked at the
door, 1t was certain that Jack was
getting impatient. He vas looking
across the street bit later when a
bright idea struck him. His
eye had sighted the screened win
dOws of a liquid refectory and
"Richard was himself again." He
looked back at the door again, but this
time it was stealJhiiY and as If his
whole heart had changed, and what he
had a moment before so ardently de-
sired, he now wished to postpone until
he could run across the street. His face
was steady as he looked from the
door of the dry goods house to the door
of the saloon and measured the ground
with his eye as small boy does when
trying to calculate the exact danger that
he runs in ''skinning" over the little
strip of open ground from the fence row
to the coveted apple tree.
Once Jack stepped Off the curb and
started to cross the street, but the door
of the store was opened to let someone
very much like "d-n it, and
turned back. He really didn't dare
run the risk, but he must do something.
He stood still and swore quietly few
minutes, then he began kicking tele-
graph pole, and by way of diversion
made vicious dig at a pug dog that
passed by. He surely couldn't stand it
much longer, he was scOWling and Bit
ing his lips. He failed to recognize two
ladies who bowed and smiled at him.
Suddenly he started, two men had just
turned into an alley close to him.
and he remembered a quiet
resort in the middle of the
block, glancing hastily at the door once
more he slid down the alley, and
few moments later returned wiping
his lips, smiling and chewing vigorously
on. a mouthful of cloves. He took
up his stand by the door, apparently
ready to wait a month if necessary.
He had just taken UP his post when a
voice, which he might have greeted be-
fore with, ''Well, hope you were long
enough" said: Why, where-oh,
there you are, Jack. will you please
take this bundle? Was l really long?"
and Jack didn't tell her about the IN
ward cursing he had done, but said,
"Oh, no, dear.' and they walked on.
+ + +
Ariel G. Harris, once well-known
newspaper man in Minneapolis, was
heard from in somewhat unexpected
manner not long ago. When he left
Minneapolis no one here knew where
he had gone, and for a long
time his whereabouts remained
a most profound mystery. Some
days ago party of Eastern gentlemen,
who had been out West sightseeing
and looking over the country, came to
Minneapolis on their way home. While
here they called upon friend, a news
paper man, and. among other things
gathered on their trip, showed him
picture they had had taken of them
selves on top of Pixies Peak, Colo
RADIO. The gentlemen were all in
a group, and looked as sweet
as could be. When the newspaper
man saw the picture he simply threw
up both hands and hOWled, for there in
the background stood A. G. Harris, just
as natural as ever, with handsome
young lady on his arm. The gentlemen
were somewhat at loss to account for
their friends unseemly hilarity. and
when it was explained to them, said
that they had met young fellow named
he said was his cousin, on the top Of the
peak. He had not said anything about
ever having lived in Minneapolis, and
none of the gentlemen had ever thought
anything more about the matter. 3
The popularity of this present reform
and clear aded-buSineSS-met adj
ministration can be judged from the fol-
lowing circumstance. A canvaSSer for
the new city directory called at a First
street north hotel the other day: ''Do
you want city directory this year?" he
asked.
"Phat's that" yelled the proprietor.
Wull, yez hev yer gall wild yez.
Fwhoy, do We think Oi'll patronoise this
administrator to the extlnt af ivin'
it wan pinny of me money by boyin' a
Here'soyeZ Spyin' police
watcnin' af me so Oh can't guy a boarder
a drink on Sunday, an me payin'
thoosen year: an yez fenced the town
in, an yez robbin' the taxpayer; an
yez loin to the wurl1in'min. Git out O.
here or Oil shwally yeZ. An bad luck
t. ye Oh this foine winters marnin';
that's all the good there's in the town
any moor"
heard a little story a few evenings
ago which goes to show that many of
the so-called raffies run by women are
simply confidence games of the worst
sort, calculated to catch the dollars of
susceptible young men who allow their
sympathy and good nature to get away
with their good sense.
Some time ago there was lady en-
ployed IN one OF the county offices, who
owned a peculiar and valuable ring.
She determined to raise some money on
it, and so had lot of rattle tickets
printed, which she sold to every one
who would buy at 81 per
ticket. 1t took some seventeen or
eighteen months to dispose of all
the tickets. but the drawing finally took
place. The ring was won by the ticket