The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1888-12-07
THE BOWSER FAMILY.
MIR. b. Buys a Dog, and Mrs. Ii. Tells Al
About the Ugly Brute.

MIR. Il. Buys a Dog, and Mrs. Ii. Tells All
About the Ugly Brute.
Ever since our marriage Mr.. Bow
ser has been looking after a house
dog, and good share of our troubles
have arisen over this fact. On hun
bred different occasions I have asked
him what we wanted of a dog, and on
a hundred different occasions he has
raised his voice and replied:
'sWhat do we want Of a dog? Did
you ever see a family which amounted
to shucks which didn't keep a dog?
Nature gave US the dog to protect US
to be a sort Of companion. There
are people who can strike terror to a
dogs heart by one look, but am not
one of those, Mrs. Bowser-no, thank
Heaven!"
Cant you protect us, Mr.. Bowser?n
Certainly 1 can and do, but sup
pose l am off my guard some night
and burglar enters our houseP"
And burglars the dog?"
That's it! Sheer at the poor dumb
brute because Nature made him dog!
Under the circumstances l have stated
we should probably owe our lives to
the faithful guardian"
He brought home a dog. 1t was d
dog with a certificate of character
from his last owner. He was guaran-
teed to be vigilant, trusty, tidy, kind,
and to have a special hankering after
the life-blOod of house-breakers. He
carried his head to the left as if trying
to see his left hind foot, and there was
a suspicious squirt in his eyes. He
had been badly knocked about from
all appearances, but the boys who
brought him explained that this was
the result of tackling an elephant and
coming off second best. The beast
growled at me and snapped at the
baby as Mr.. Bowser brought him in,
and when l protested against the in
vasion I was answered with:
mo wonder he growls! A dog knows
an enemy on sight. He feels that
you'd like to murder him, and he
properly resents it. Come here,
Rambo."
That night the dog had the run of
the lower part of the house. We had
no sooner got to bed than he began to
howl. Mr.. BOwser threatened him
from the head Of the stairs, and then he
barked at intervals of five minutes for
an hour. Mr.. Bowser silcnced him
after awhile. and was just getting
asleep when l heard the beast gurgling
and growing and worrying some
thing. / wanted Mr.. Bowser to go
down stairs, but he utterly refused,
saying:
He has probably got hold of a
burglar, and / don't want to be APP
pealed to to call him of just go to
sleep and let Rambo alone. We haven't
been rs safe for years.
Next morning the beast bit the cook
in the leg as she went down, and the
minute the door was opened he lit out
for parts unknown. We soon dis
covered what he had been worrying
It was Mr.. Bowser's new winter over
coat, and it was reduced to a roll of
strings and tatters.
You brought him homer I ex-
claimed as pointed TO the ruins.
4 did. eh?n said Mr. Bowser, as he
surveyed the heap. And you lay
right there and knew what he was at
and never said a word.
You said he was chewing up a
burglar"
Then was talking in my sleep,
and you knew it. Mrs. Bowser, you
don't get a new dud for yeari"
The next dog was u hound. The
owner told AIr. Boyser that he was q
good door dog, and tcn dollars changed
bsnds on this Account.