St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-05-14
TALES AND TALKS.

''Pbewl What an awful smell" ''Why, |
what disagreeable odorr' and other re-
marks of like character are emitted by visit
ors to a certain Office in one of the finest
buildings in town. For some time past the
mysterious. disagreeable stencil has per-
vaded the room and made almost uninhabit-
able an otherwise very pleasant office. Some
one suggested as delicately as possible that
peculiar affection of the feet to which one
occupant was known to be subject, might be
responsible The insinuation was rejected
with warmth. and that solution was re-
jected. A suppositlon that some chance Wis
itor had left his breath in the air likewise
fell to the ground when the windows were
opened. Neither the fetid gun or inspissated
juice of the umbellifferous plant known as
ferula asafetida could be found anywhere
about the room. Then the renting agent was
called in and began a systematic investiga-
ton. Still there was no result. Not even
trace of mephiti5 mephitica could be
found. Still the sitting odor chung round
the room as if working faithfully for the
chloride of lime trust. Counsel and advice
werelasked of every person who might posi-
bly, furnish clue. One bold round der ex-
pressed willingness to bet that the carpet or
the walls had been given an injection OF
some preparation unknown to the general
un of people. He was advised to take the
next train for Dwight Investigation of the
closest kind has failed to discover the cause
Of all the woe. AS the occupants have
lease and like the location, they hate to quit
the Office. So one very tall man and one
very short one, together with their aids, are
existing almost in misery seven hours in
day, with little prospect of being able to
keep up their large purchases of cologne.
The city of Minneapolis, with all its classic
| and elevating surroundings, now and again
puts forth something unique, even in the
Literature" of the prize ring, as witness the
| following lines of a bill scattered broadcast:
Scrap! The Minneapolis Kid vs.. The
| Brooklyn Kid. Rare Sport Legitimate
| Talent, This bout is for a bona fide bet of
100 Bones! Admission, "A of a dollar; upper
ten, bits
Capt Coles, of Fergus Falls, the wooden
mill magnate who blutfed Carl Judson into
wearing a pair of very loud all-wool-and-a-
yard-wide pants, is having plenty of trouble
! these days. cap" is very fond of crisp
| white popcorn, and good friend of his al
| ways lays in a supply when he expects the
| man from Fergus On one occasion the sup
| ply was giving out too rapidly and the rest
| aurateur called halt. Coles tWitted him on
| his lack of hospitality, and in the height of
| his Indignation swore that he'd plant few
! acres of popcorn and bring the product
| down Just to show there was nothing small
| about him. Within few days he has been
| reminded of his promise and leased into
| temper where he would MAKE it good or
| bust few bushels more or less of seed
| popcorn he has secured. but thinking only of
| vengeance and the wide praireS around his
| country home forgetting that popcorn swells
| like the stock of watered railroad cap" is
| spending several hours every day on weary
| hunt for more seed popcorn. His address is
| the Merchants
| One of the cleverest men who comes to st.
| Paul for glimpse OF life in a large city IS
| Capitol Commissioner Lamberton, OF WI
mona. Alex Barclay calls him the ''rip-snort-
| ing Tycoon from the Gate City," but that's
| neither here nor there. Col. Lamberton was
| in ocular mood the other day and cut
loose in a crowd of his friends: Il don't see
| any chance to get rich out of this new capitol
DEAL First have to give heavy bond, then
make an oath that will be interested in
| nothing pertaining to its bmlding-not even
the artistic tinge that the weather gives to
| stone walls. I'm in about the position of the
man who went TO dinner with my friend P.
| H. Kelly here, who always omits the pream-
| bic and tackles the resolution. The man was
| a stranger 10 Kelly's way of doing things,
and, after dinner, when asked if he had a
good meal he blurted out: Meal be id
He was using the finger bowl when was get
ting my first sip of soup I'd starve if l tried
| to live an hour on that kind of meal"
ATLAS.