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The Minneapolis Evening Journal, December 17, 1885, p. 2

THREE LITTLE MAIDENS WE.

The Blonde, the Brunette and the Girl with Auburn Locks Make Mutual Confessions.

How to Reach the Female Heart - Admiration Begets Respect and Respect Begets Love.

Three of Minneapolis' fairest maidens were sitting before a cheerful fire in the parlor of a pretty cottage.

"Girls," said the blonde, with a merry twinkle in her eye, "girls, I have a plan to propose. Now please don't laugh at me."

"What is your plan?" asked the other two, with considerable animation.

"Well, we are all engaged, and will soon be staid and steady wives. Now, let us make mutual confessions. Let us tell each other what particular charm each found in their repsective husbands that make us love them."

"All right; you commence," said the brunette and also the girl with the sunset locks.

"Now, promise that, if I commence, both of you will also make confessions. Will you promise?"

"Yes," laughed both, "we promise."

"Well," said the blonde, "when I first met Charley I positively disliked him. He was so frank and open in his ways that I considered him what those people who use slang call "too fresh." But there was something I couldn't help admiring. He was always neatly dressed, and his clothing fitted as if it had been molded upon him. This made me respect him, and it wasn't long before I learned to love him."

"Now for confession No. 2," laughed the brunette. "I positively detested Tom when I first met him. Instead of uttering flattering speeches like the rest of the chaps, he had the audacity to tell me that he understood that black-eyed girls had quick tempers. My! but how I hated him at first for that remark. I took occasion to let him know that I was angry, and he made me furious by telling me that my conduct proved the truth of his assertion. Finding that my anger didn't worry him, I determined to make him like me so that I could have the pleasure of snubbing him, but he dressed so neat and nice that it wasn't long before I learned to appreciate him above all other men."

"Girls," said the strawberry blonde, "I don't think confession No. 3 will be interesting. I learned to love Will, because, although he dressed magnificently, he was sensible enough to buy all his clothing at the Misfit Parlors, 407 Nicollet avenue."

"And my Charley buys all his clothing at the Misfit Parlors," chirruped in the blonde.

"And so does my Will," chimed in the brunette. "He told me that since he had been getting his clothing there he had saved enough to nearly furnish the house."

"And Charles tells me," said the blonde, "that the Misfit Parlors, 407 Nicollet avenue, sell $45 tailor-made suits and overcoats for $25; $40 suits and overcoats, $22; $35 suits and overcoats, $18 and $20; $30 suits, $15 and $16. I told my father about it, and he went to the Misfit Parlors, and found that Charley's words were true. He says that the Misfit Parlors have the finest stock of pants in Minneapolis, and that it is really wonderful how cheap they do sell clothing." - Misfit Clothing Parlors, 407 Nicollet avenue, between Fourth and Fifth streets.