The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1888-05-12
MRS. HOWSER DESCRIBES HER HISKANDs
ATTEMPT TO INITIATE DExOsrHENrs
AN IGNOMINOUS FAILURE.

ATTEMPT TO INITIATE DENOsTHENHs
AN IGNOMINOUS FAILURE.
hope the public has not conceived
the idea that Mr.. Bowser and are con
stantly quarrelling, or that he is fail
ure as husband, says Mrs. Bowser
in the Detroit Free Press. Nc family
is happier than ours, and Mr.. Bowser
is one of the best husbands in the
world. He is simply little bit queer.
That is, we haven't been married quite
long enough for me to tone him down.
Like many other young husbands he
wears much larger hat now than he
will couple of years hence, but that
is fault instead of an evil. Tho other
evening he came home in = state Of
excitement, prOmenaded around the
the house with his nose in the air for
while, and then inquired
"Did those books cone up, Nrs.
Bowser :"
"Ihere was a package came up.
Have You been getting another batch
of useless books T.
"All books are useless to Some pee-
pie, Mrs Bowser! If you we're like
some wives l know Of you'd encourage
your husband instead Of insulting
him"
"Well, | shall DO glad to have YOU
read every evening. History OF poll
tics :"
''Neither. They are works Of ora
tory"
"What?-
"hrs. Bowser, l have been advised
by my many friends 70 take few les
sons in elocution and delivery, and tn
then accept seme of the numerous in
vitations tondored mo to address this
or that society or oreenizatiea.~
"Riehard Noses Bowser, can ven be
n earnest p
"Thst's it! yell out At the tep Of
your voice and tell everybody in De-
troit that my name is Richard Noses
Maybe it sounds better than Major,
Why shouldn't l pluck the laurels
from the fold Of oratosyf If some
people are satisfied to grovel in the
dust they needn't try to prevent other,
from soaring to the elouds.r
'But you have no presence-ao
veice."
IL haven't ehi was present
enough, and made myself pretty we'll
understood wAsn I asked your hand in
marriage! You don't know me, Mrs.
Bowsor. See hers.1
And he drew himself up to his full
height, which is a trlfle over five feet,
swelled his stomach out. and as he
lifted himself mp ON his toes he waved
his arm and began:
''Gentlemen may cry peace, peace,
but there is no peace. TIE next gale
that sweeps from tho North will bring
to us the clash Of arms.-
eyes, Mr.. Bowser, but your voice is
squeaky, and you are very, very short.
Please give it up. l should feel aw-
fully bad if you made failure
'S4eaky voice. Very. very short !!
Make q failure! Mrs. BOwser, you
want to CHOKE me of, but You can't do
it. You will yet be deafened by tho
plaudits of the multitude who cheer
my oratory."
He had five or six books Of speeches,
dialogues and lessons in preparatory
greatness, and as soon as supper was
over he locked himself in the library
and began. He was still going it
whom went to bed, and at midnight
l was awakod to sec him before the
glass on the dresser and to hear him
saying:
IL tell you, gentlemen, that the bull
warks Of American liberty are totter-
ing to their foundations. A few more
such acts as these and-a few nore-a
few mora few more such acts as