Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1888-11-23
MR.. AND MRS. BOwSER.
By MRS. BOWSER.
Detroit Free Press.


cook going away with her bundle,
and he rus he'd into the house to in
quire:
81 suppose you've gone and done
it again 7"
"WhatT
"Abused and maltreated the girl
until her Sc nse of justice has COM
PEELED her to leave.'
81 hadn't anything to do with
her leaving"
"Then who had? She looked
heart. broken as ! passed her just
now.n
"Did she ? Poor thing She got
a letter this morning from her aunt
in Canada, telling her that she had
been lett $4,000 in cash, and ad'
vising her to come home and marry
a man who owns three farms. She
must feel sorrowfulw ~
"Humph And you didn't put
too much work on her y
"No.r
"Nor make her feel her posltioni"
"No. Her position was in the
parlor half the time"
"Well, 1t seems very queer to me
that so many Of our girls leave
Everything will be upset now for a
week, l suppose
"Oh, no. You can cook, you
know, and you are such a sympa-
thetic soul that you ought to be
willing to 90 into the kitchen for a
day or two. l shall depend on
you, Mr.. Bowser.
"Oh, you will? Not satisfied with
driving a dozen poor souls to dis
traction, you want a rub at met l
wouldn't have your spirit for all the
money in tue world !"
lie went away with that, but ne
was home an hour earlier than
usual, and when | inquired the
cause he said
"What for ! Why, the child and
| have got to have something to
eat, haven't we, and whose to cook
1t if | don't take hold?'
81 can cook"
"Mrs. Bowser, I've long felt it
my duty to give you few lessons
in the culinary art. | haye held
off, thinking your pride would force
YOU to take hold, but the limit has
been reached. The time has come
when | must sacrifice my business
to enter my kitchen and prevent
my child from feeling the pangs OF
hunger
"Please DON'T
"But | will I'm driven to it,
I've got wife who can't cook the
northwest end of a last years
turnip, and who can't keep a cook
over a week at a time. I've put uI
with it too long-much too long
Mrs. Bowser. | must sacrifice my
dignity to preserve the life Of my
child"
ashanti help you get supper y
"Not help. You'd only be II
the way. Just sit down in th'
rocker, Mrs. Bowser put your fee
on the lounge, get a cud of gum il
your mouth, and sit and chew ant
chew and think what mean thing
you are going to say to the mex
girl to drive her away. WheI
supper is ready | Will call you
royal hghness."
He disappeared with that.
When he reached the kitchen h
took off his cuffs and coat, pushe'
up his sleeves, and kindled a fire
His confidence began to desert hin
at this point, aud he seemed to b
studying deeply as he filled th
tea.kettle even full and set 1t t
boil. | had some fresh beefstea
in the ice box an he got it ou'
scratched his head in thoughtfu
way, and laid 1t on the kltche
table. Then he went down celia
after the hatchet, wiped the hea
of it on his right leg, and pounde
away until a good share of tn
steak had gone into the board.
Mr.. Bowser's next move was I
hunt behind the pantry door for
an ider which we had never uset
He carried it 10 the kitchen towe
| gave 1t wipe and then placed
: on the stove. He had heard ths
grease was necessary, and he pr
, in some butter, dropped In h
steak and soon had it sizzling
Then he started in for the biscul
} He got down the dishpan, filled
almost full, and then reflected for
moment. took advantage OF II
| occasion to open the door and r
mark:
"Mr. Bowser, you needn't fgul
on an elaborate supper, under Il
q circumstances. Jus make US a Gu
, of tea and we'll get along"
"Mrs. Bowser, you ought to kno
q by this time that there is no bal
way work with me-" he replied vii
I great frigidity, "You can afford
neglect the comfort of this famil,
but [ cannot. Please return
your gum and your novel,"
{ Then he went ahead just ss an
0 other husband would.
4 He had heard about soda an
J, shortening IN biscuit, and he mike