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She Lost Her Garter.

[From the 'Chicago Mail.'] a tkettr miss in a shop who advertises foe a silk elastic band. " Lost, elastic garter (black and white), with silver buckle, near Clark and Washington streets. Please return to , State street, and get reward." Such was the advertisement that a * Mail' reporter happened to light upon the other morning. Carious to see how the owner would receive the finder should the discoverer prove to be a man, the wicked reporter called at the address given, and asked for the young lady who had recently been separated from a portion of her wearing apparel. In answer to his query a pretty young blonde came sailing towards him, with a smile on her lips and a bright bit ot color in her cheeks.

Just behind her stood a group of girls, their eyes sparkling with a keen appreciation of the humorous side of the situation.

•'Angels and ministers of grace defend us!" ejaculated the now thoroughly frightened reporter, on catching sight of this formidable array. When the fair and blushing blonde was approached she was asked: "Are you the young lady who lost her—er—er "

" Yes," was the reply, "and here is the mate to it," producing a large garter similar to the one described in the paper. " Well, I represent a friend," said the reporter, " who found an article very much resembling this one. My friend, however, is too diffident to present himself in person, and asked me to call and see if the two were the same."

"This one," he continued, "seems to be an unusually large one, and I think is much wider than the one my friend found." "Oh, this one has been stretched more, that is all," eagerly responded the blonde* " You see this one goes on my right •" "I didn't catch that last," said the reporter, innosently bending forward and preserving a grave face. " What did vou say?" J " I didn't say anything," said the blonde, blushing furiously, " except that this ono is more elastic than the otlior, which makes the difference in their sizes."

"How did you come to lose it ?" said the reporter, gently toying with the silver buckle.

" It just slipped off, I reckon." " Slipped off, did you say ?" "No, I didn't mean that. I mean the buckle becanc unfastened, and it dronoed off." "^

" Is it customary," pumied the reporter, after a respectable interval of silence had followed, "for ladies to decorate their persons with such costly articles as these ?"

"Oh, I didn't buy them," replied the blonde. " You tee, tliey were given to me by a young . Look here, I'm busy. I can't talk to you any longer, and if you will tell your f ciend to bring that around litre I will give him a reward."

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Bibliographic details

She Lost Her Garter., Evening Star, Issue 7904, 11 May 1889, Supplement

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She Lost Her Garter. Evening Star, Issue 7904, 11 May 1889, Supplement

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