Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-02-25
Fun with the Clerk.
From the Pittsburg Post
GiOo1of yi0ulot p;up1af

NlS8le! glgSle! BlSgle!
Four distinct little gurglss Of ripping mirtl
in as many different feminine keys announced
to the urbane stamp dispenser at the post-office
yesterday afternoon that quartette of prett,
girls had finally succeeded in edging their way
through the crowd and claimed his attention
True, only one of them had business with Uncle
Sans representative, but she could not posi-
bly, think of facing the stamp clerk alone, and
answered the protests of her companions with
gesture of her pretty head that commanded
humble obedience. So they struggled anG
giggled until they reached the window. Here
they formed semi-circle around the posthole
through which two-penny paper waters are
leader addressed the clerk:
II want to register something" said the
sweet little female through her black dotted
veil, putting her mouth as near as possible tc
the hole in the glass, and assuming an air Of
business that didn't fit her as well as the neal
little sealskin jacket that encircled her waist.
what do you wish to register, miss?" sai6
the clerk counting thirteen men that were wait
ing to get about 800 worth of stamps. and who
had arrived while the girls were arranging the
barricade around the window. lis 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.
80, forgot. I'm SO stupid, ANTI, girls?'' The
response was three giggles, which meant the
young girls companions thought 80, too. She
had expected 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. n. =
The young lady then produced small paste.
board box, neatly wrapped mp and tied with
"Wiil anybody see who it's to?" she inquired.
The clerk told her there was every probability
some Of the officials would forget themselves
and look at the address to SEQ where the pack
age was to 20. He added, while he noted that
the post-ofice steps were filing up, that it fire..
quently occurred when the higher officials were
not around that clerk would steal a look al
the address Of letter or package and then
start it on its way - directed.
The pleasant repartee Of the clerk pleased
the girls, and after they had giggled all around
twice, the speaker passed the box through the
window and asked how much it would cost. II
there was amy writing in it.
81 didn't know that made any difference, 81
she said.
ct might not in other post-ofaces, but it ID
an invariable rule in this establishment that
there shall be NO writing in third-class mat.
ter"
20, that is third-class. didn't know that
did you, girls2"
"But You win pardon me If insist upon a
reply 70 my question" said the clerk, as he saw
. policeman driving the people away from the
door. 'Is there any writing in this package?'
20, no; indeed there isn't; is there, girls
But let me see. Maybe I'd better not send Il
by mail How much viii II cost? o, my, ]
haven't got that much. Besides papa said j
should leave It ct his Office and he would send
It by express. Please let me have it, viii you
must sG Ss .r e H9s Sns, because
The young lady took the package, and, after
examining 1t to see that the string wasn't broken
led her companions out Of the crowd to Smith.
neld street. The stamp-clerk had counted
twenty-nins persons who had become az.
couraged and had started in - many different
directions for drug store.