St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-03-02
A FAIR TYPEWRITER.
How She Won the Parental
f..'> Consent for Her
~ -,~. Lover.
Worked by a Pretty Face and
Fair Woman's Allur-
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Dramatic Denouement and
All Well That Ended "a
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A Chapter in Social History
Given to the Interested T.,
PnhIie }ss

Some writer. probably known to all OF
you. has asked, whats in name?''
In reply it Llight be stated-nothing e,
unless it is acollection OF letters jun :
bled together for the purpose of dis
tinguiShing one individual from an
other. For that same reason the actual
and proper names Of the parti IS con-
cerned in the following narrative. which
forms part OF the society history OF
minneapolis during the few months
past. are nitted.
Away back i'll the central district of
Maine there lived plain Tom Jones
and his Wife. worthy couple, satisfied
with what little Providence had to give
them. because they had been reared in
a simple manner, and required but little
to satisfy their daily wants. But INTO
the quiet OF their domestic hearth came
the news of the affluence to be gained
in a short time by trip to Minneapolis.
and the couple pulled up stakes and
left for their new labors in the young
and growing city of the North west.
taking with them their only son and
heir, who was the pride of their hearts.
Luck favored the adventurerS anu it
was not many years before plain Tom
Jones was the Hon. Thomas @. Jones.
with bank account of considerable
corpofosity and an elegant Office in one
OF the huge buildings of Minneapolis,
which he had himself built. Socially,
too, the ia nily mad assumed nigh
position. and their so:ials and recep-
tions were. visited only by the cream of
the elite of tho Flour City
During this time the young man had
grown to manhood and, thanks tn the
influences of a Northwestern climate,
had Dlo5somed intoa handsome youth,
who had held the affections OF his fond
parents thrOug laH hiS,young days. and
now the ting had come when they
thought it proper that the young fellow
settle down to the stern realities of life.
wife ana plumbers bills. They
began to east their eyes about them
for a tit mate for their young hopeful,
but they found great difficulty liz select
ing. one to their liking, for who of thu
fair ones of society was worthy to mate
with their son.. 1t was even suggested
that trip abroad should be taken for
the purpose of purchasing foreign
princess for his espouSal.
But man proposes, and something far.
removed from the same diSpoSeS. Mean
time there had come to town the widow
of an army officer, bringing with her a
young daughter that had lately gradu-
ated from school of stenography, and
the fates willed that Sheand the young
man snould meet. They met, and GU
pid wound his Transparent chains about
the hearts of each, and laughed in
firndSh glee as he beheld their con-
scious bushes.
Every day this young nymph went To
the same building in which was the
Office of the parent of her hearts idol,
but he saw her not. From noon until
night she chased the nImbie letters up
and down the white sheets of paper, and
her nimble fingers played a merry rat
e-tat upon the iugubrious typewriter.
Many were the clerks who tried to win
from her an answering smile, but her
cold demeanOr said them nay.
Finally the young man made bold to
propose an alliance with the maid to his
father, but the Old man would Dot hear
him out, and dismissed him in wrath
from his presence. But the young man
did not despair The father had for
long time been using his pen for corre-
Sp0ndence. and, becoming weary, had
resolved to purchase a typewriter, and
UllC HVCCoouly yVuns knuJ
that goes with one.
No soonerdid tho young man hear Of
this than he FASTENED to his loved one,
and putting their heads together, the
couple entered into vile conspiracy to
defeat the plans of the mutual tyrant.
The typewriter machine soon came to
hand and was placed In the old gents
office. He t6yed with it for some time,
and managed to arndSs a tumble of un-
Ineligible matter, while his fingers
ached from the rheumatic practice.
While at the height of his agony there
was timid knock at the door. and in
answer 10 q gruf summons, a vision of
loneliness entered.
Il beg your pardon, sir" said the
vision SWeetly, Il understand that you
wish for the services of a typewriter. and
have come to apply for the position"
''Well. 1 don't know" said he hesi-
tatingly, II had, Intended to run the
blamed machine myself, but have
wrestled with it and it has knocked me
out in the first round"
ALLOW me to assist vou." said the
fair one, laying. aside her wraps. and
seating herself at the desk.
She was a pretty sight as she sat
there. her light, frizzed hair catching
the rays Of the winter sunbeam that
straved through the office window and
lighted up her fair young face with
soft reflection. She wore simple black
dress, open low in front and revealing
white, starched shirt bosom, from which
flashed tiny little stud. and a diminu-
tive tie sat cOquettishly beneath the
points Of standing collar.
The old gentleman drew his chair
close to hers as she explained to him the