St. Landry democrat., 1888-04-21
"Who wrote thatp'' sternly de

F.! "Who wrote thatP sternly dc
| manded Mr.. Bowser.
You did,"
.sWhen?''
Three months before our marriage. -
"Neverr'
s.But here's the letter, dated and
signed
''It is base forgery, and the forger
must beware! How could I have
praised your cooking?"
"You also used to praise my singing,
Mr.. Bowser.''
"Never!''
"Oh, but you did. Let me read:
'And, precious pet OF mine, let me again
thank you for that beautiful song, The Lovers
Farewell and the exquisite manner in which
you rendered it. 1t drew tears from my eyes,
and was not ashamed of them. You have one
of the purest, clearest voices ever heard"
"Who wrote that?" he gasped.
"You did"
'Mrs. Bowser, don't carry this thing
to far! There is limit beyond which
you must not go!''
"Well, here it is, in your own writ
ing and over your own signature.
Once in awhile you fling out a hint
that am very dull. There was time
when you thought different
"Look out, Mrs. Bowser!'
Eyes, you did! You, even thought
me the smarter of the two."
''W-what! Am / awake OF dream.
ingr'
wide awake, Mr.. Bowser. Let me
read you an extract from this exhibit
marked a.:
Il don't see why you should go back to Vas
sar. Few young ladies are more accomplished
or better educated. All your friends, myself in
cluded, give in to you on the matter of grammar
| in particular Hope to see you as usual next
Sunday, my dear little honeysuckle."
Mr.. Bowser sat and looked at me
like one terrified.
"And, sir, you often fling out about
the size of my feet. | admit that they
are as large again as ] should have or
dered from dealer, although / wear
No. 3's with a great deal of comfort.
Letme say, however, that your mother
wears SIS, your three sisters SIS, and
the two girls you kept company with
before we met wear full-sized SIS with
very broad toes. -
Mrs. Bowser, do you suppose l will
stand such insults in my own house!'
he shouted as he sprang up.
.'Are facts and truths insultse have
been reading from your letters"
ssNever! Never! If ever wrote such
stuff was crazy"'
''Rut here is your signature. You
remember you used to want me to sign
my letters Rosebud and you signed
yours Coax Leaf"
81 never did! No power ON earth can
convince me that was such 4 fool as
that"
well, perhaps you will remember
this sentence. You wrote it few
months before our marriage. Listen:
ooh my Rosebud, but the heart of Oak Lea,
was made thousand times lighter by the re.
ceipt of your loving note yesterday. IT those
delicious little missives should cease coming J
should pine and die
.'And you claim I wrote thatr' he
asked in a strange voice.
..Of course. You can't go back on
your own writing, can you?'
sYou assert that those are my letters.
do your"
Certainly"
'.And that called you fond names
and wanted to die for you?''
.sThat's about the size of it, Mr..
Bowser. You wrote me several times
that you were as much my slave as if
had bought you. I think you would
have jumped into well any time |
asked YOU"
Mr.. Bowser put on his overcoat and
hat, drew on his gloves, and then
kissed the baby and said:
Goodbye, darling! if you never see
papa again remember that he loved
you"
He went off without SO much as a
look at me, but about midnight came
home very softly and crept into bed,
and the next day went on his usual
hunt after that pile of love letters. -
Detroit Free Press.