Rensselaer Republican, Volume 27, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 January 1896 — DIDN’T GET WHAT SHE WANTED. [ARTICLE]

DIDN’T GET WHAT SHE WANTED.

A Young Woman Who Undertook to 7T Squelch a Grocery Clerk. Two pretty young women entered a large uptown grocery one evening last week, From their conversation it was evident that they belonged to some boarding school in the neighborhood, and had stolen out for a few minutes to buy dainties, which they meant to smuggle to their rooms. ‘There’s.one thing I don’t llke-about the clerks in this store,’’ said one of them, while they waited for the salesman, “and that’s the way they insist on telling you that you don’t want what you do want and that you do want what you don’t want. Every time I come in here I have the same experience, and I’m just tired of It. The next time it happens I’m going to tell the clerk just what I think of him.” At that moment a’Cierk approached and asked the young women what they wanted. The one who had so much to complain about pointed at one of a row of cracker tins and said: “I w ant a pound of those.” “Oh, no, you don’t,” said the clerk suavely, “you want, one of these, or these here; they’re all very nice.” ' The young woman threw a glance which said, “What did I tell you?” at* her companion, and turning to the clerk said fiercely: “No, I don’t, anything of the kind, f w*ant these and no others.” “I beg your pardon,” he began, “I thought ” “Never mind what you thought,” said the young woman. “I guess I know w’hat I want Now, just let me hqve a pound of those, please,” and she turned to her companion with a look of triumph oh her face, which plainly meant, “Didn’t I squelch him (*£' ..“Very well, madam,” said the clerk humbly, “but may I ask whether they are for yourself?” ',‘Well, of all the impertinent questions ” began the young woman, when her companion interrupted, and, turning to the clerk, said; “Why do you ask?” “Oh, because they’re dog biscuit,” replied tjie clerk, indifferently. “Still, of course, if you want them you can havo them.” “Never mind,” faltered the young woman who had fnslsteit on having what she wanted. "I guess I don’t W’ant anything at all,” and she strutted out of the store looking very much ashamed and followed by her companion, w r ho was struggling to hide her laughter. The clerk didn't say -anything, but there was a satisfied smile on his face as he banged the cover (Town on the can of dog biscuit and walked away to wait on another customer.—New York Sun.