The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1881-10-11
small bow, CARRYING a tin

"sorry I'm so late, father" lie said
to the pOssessor of the bottle.
"All right, Jimmy; take this home
the men here are afraid of it,
The boy took the medicine gingerly
to his mother, with his fathers words
The good woman thought, if there
was any joke in the matter, it was a
joke upon her, and Selling the medi-
cine, flung it out of the window, with
an angry frown.
The bottle fell upon soft ground,
and was unbroken.
As it shown in the sun, it attracted
the attention of little girl passing
down the street, who directed her
grown sisters eyes to it. and was
thereupon requested to pick it up.
The young lady recognized it as a
well advertised compound, and she
deemed it worthy of being deposited
in the reticule she carried.
As she laughingly exhibited the
prize upon her return home, favor
lite servant begged for it. She knew
person who suffered greatly from
the complaint it would cure, she said.
and the medicine was forthwith
handed TO her.
The person for whom she intended
it was good-looking coachman, who
had paid her considerable attention
He WAS, in fact, expected at the gar
den gate that very afternoon.
He came and was given the bottle.
He received it with an expression of
the most grateful affection; but al
though afflicted with a slight cold,
did not feel compelled to use it.
Indeed, the false-hearted man
thought, as he placed it in his breast
pocket, that it would make fine
present to Il handsome young cook of
his acquaintance, whom he proposed
next to visit.
/ The cook was rone other than the
one employed by the lady first intro
duced to the reader of this story.
Upon the following morning, as
Mrs MintOn entered her kitchen, she
saw the bottle upon the dresser, and
surprisingly took it up. for she recog.
nized Il popularity on it.
How came this here, Susan y
asked she.
That's mine, num-"
7 Bur as the cook spoke. her mistress
mad pulled the cork from the bottle,
and saw the slip of paper she had the
previous morning inserted.
Susan, | gave this to my husband.
How did you come by it ,"
1T WAS Mr. Thompson's coachman
left il here, mum. If its yours,
you're welcome tn it,
1T Is certainly mine, Susan.
wrote this paper myself
MIR. Minton must have dropped it
! suppose, num-
That's it, OF course"
But as the wife re-read the word.
>he had penned and medilated in the
privacy of her own rom. she ceased
to believe her gift had merely been
lost.
How could it have dropped from
the pocket in which it had been Sc
curcIy placed Aud it WAS her part
inc gift,
! She had dwelt with delIgh', in hel
musings, upon her husband, pleased
smile. is his eyes fell upon her writ.
ten directions. She deemed her ex
pressions therein as prettily AMI wit
tilv conceived.
/ For four DAYS more she would
have to await his return. Mrs. Min.
ton shut the bottle up in L drawer
with Il sigh.
The anxiOusiy awaited knock was
ut last heard, but it WAS accompanied
by Il sound which made the wife
think at once of her gift, and very
shortly after their mutual embrace
ask her husband if he had experienced
no relief from the medicine which
she had given him.
Vi such moment what could thu
poor man say?
Its all gone, rs You see,' he re
piled, and coughed.
Il DO not see that it is all gone
either cough or cure, she returned
rising and giving him an Indignant
glance, and an instant thereafter helC
the bottle before his astonished gaze
Mr.. Minton fell back in his chair
with confused laugh.
"Ah, see Jobson has been here.
$50 you gave it to him, did YOU ?
81 thought he had greater nee(
than /.
"Of this?" asked the wife. uncork
ing the bottle, and handing him the
slip of paper.