St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-01-15
NELL'S CLEVER RUSE.

She Succeeded in Gaining AR
thurs Sympathies, Though I'm
der False Pretenses.
New York Times.
The devious ways Of young women
are once more illustrated IN little tale
of recent happening. A young WON
an from a neighborng city came to
spend fortnight with married friend
of this town. The hostess had planned
a small theater party of four for the
night of her guests arrival. and. us the
train was little late, she hurried her
off to her own room at once to fuss up''
while they visited
Dicks brother takes you," began
Dicks wife. HE is awfuly nice, and
| do hope you will like each other. Fll
like.
You're just his style in appearance
dark and pette-and your voice will
captivate him, for he adores music; but,
Nell, seriously, there is one thing you
mustn't do while you're here, and that
Is, eat onions i'll any form"
at this Nell groaned and sank back
with an exclamation of horror. Five
done that very thing tonight" she cried
theatrically; II dined on the train. you
know. and the soup had onions in it;
ate some potato salad favored with on
ions. and, worse than all. there were
some delicious mixed pickles as relish,
which ate much of by picking out the
tender, crisp little onionSH
Then both women looked very SOL
emn.
Its dreadful, Nell" finally said Mrs.
Dick. arthur is perfect crank on
the subject; says he thinks nobody
should go abroad at all who will eat
onions at the risk Of making himself
in contact. Oh, dear, ought to have
written you'll"
But Miss Nell bad risen to the emer-
gency. Don't worry" she said. conf
IDENTITY: IL see way out. Let me have
a bit of parsley to chew, and Pll manage
the rest"
A little later the four were seated In
the theater, Arthur and Nell on the best
of terms, and nobody but Dicks wife
noticing how constantly Nell kept her
handkerchief over her mouth.
Presently the young diplomat leaned
forward, asking her hostess if she had
vnagrette with her. No" was the
reply, and then everybody asked if she
felt faint.
''I'm not ill.," said Nell, demurely.
"but-l hate to speak of it-somebody
near me has been eating onions. and
their flavor is peculiarly disagreeable to
me-
Arthur swallowed the bait way up to
the float. LET me change places with
your. Miss B." he said earnestly.
81 haven't noticed onions in my vicin-
ity, and | shan't mind it as you do,
though | understand and sympathize
with your dislike"
ut is atrociouS that people have SO
little regard for the actual rights of
other people. There should be an or
dinance preventing onion eaters from
coming to public places"
Nell prettily deprecated, but finally
reluctantly changed places, and, having
thus completely ana literally thrown
him off the scent, continued to increase
the favorable impression she had evil
IDENTIFY made.
'Oh, you clever girl" said Mrs. Dick
when at the end Of the evening she went
in TO say good night. "Arthur is COM
pletely hoodwinked; he told Dick down
stairs just now that you were delightful,
and he liked you better than ever when
he found you were with him on the
onion question"
And Nell smiled wickedly, but said
her prayers and Slept the sleep of the
just without a tinge of remorse.