St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-01-04
DIZZY CHICAGO.
How 1t ParaIyzed Western
Woman.

Woman.
81 visited New York for the first time
II my life last week. said a good
natured Western woman the other day
TO New York Tribune man, Though
my husband, who was with me, knew
the city we'll from frequent business
calls to the East. l was naturally much
interested. not to say excited, by the
noise and hubbub in the streets, and my
husband had amused himself by I'M
agining in what way [ would show my
country bree ding and give myself away
for a hayseed,' as he calledit. l was,
therefore, on my guard. True, when
he showed me Broadway, the far-famed
Broadway that | had read and sung and
dreamed about, now all one big ditch.
filled with dirt and iron and pipes and
mud and stone craShers and barrels and
tar, [ exclaimed: And is this Broad
Wayp and was just about to add, Where
are they taking it top when l checked
myself in time to escape his derison.
81 got along quite we'll until we en-
tered an unpretentious restaurant, for
we could not afford to spend much
money. Ny husband told me to order
what l wanted. as he did not feel like
eating anything. l asked the waiter
for lamb. One lamb!' he called
promptly to the cook, as he gave me
glass of water. 'GraciouS!' exclaimed.
"a whole lamb for mel' Leave what
you want of it, said my husband
dryIy. Certainly not | exclaimed;
such wicked waStep Waiter, L don't
want lamb. Make it raw OYSTERS
Make that lamb one oyster rawr he
called so angrily that L was afraid to
tell him that l wanted a dozen. But
when he brought the order | found that
he had six on the plate, and [ thought
it was a mistake, and that he would
only charge me for one in the bill if [
said nothing about it.
81 did not confide this hope to my
husband, as l knew he would not
countenance it, and he told me after
ward that he admired my self-eontrol in
not showing surprise at the six oysters
when | fully expected only one. As [
ordered several other things besides
oysters, and was slow about finishing
them my husband left me in order to
keep business engagement, and we
agreed to meet again in one hour at
Tiffany's. He paid my bill and left me
eating slowly at the little table which
was near the door-sO near that when |
passed out into the street | did not go
near the clerk.
LAS | turned into Broadway alone |
i4O0tSSo l.lttO pSOplc WuOlu l.
passed stared at me curiously. re-
scented this from men, thinking it i'm
pertinence; but when some women
Uttered | looked down at my hands, my
skirts, my shoes, etc, but could see
nothing out of place, and L knew that
even if my clothes were somewhat
c0untryfied they were not far enough
behind the fashion to warrant such
rudeness, even in New York. Still the
people stared at me, and some turned TO
look after me. One woman made mo-
ton as If to stop me and speak 10 me,
but now, thoroughly hot and angry, l
tossed my head Indignantly and almost
ran.
LAS 1 reached Tiffany's painting and
angry, saw my husband affair Off, and,
as he approached me, | noticed him
stare also, then grin, and then burst out
laughing.
"'What do you mean?" 1 said an
grily.
g What's that tucked under your
chimp" he spluttered as we'll as he
could for laughing.
II put my hand up to my throat and
pulled away horrid little table-napkin,
not particularly clean, with vulgar
red border around it and with the name
Centennial Restaurant stamped on it
in big black letters.''