Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1889-08-16
MIR. AND MRS. BoWsER,
BIZ MRS. BowsER.

II think we'll go up to the park to
morrow" said Mr.. Bowser the othe
Saturday evening as be finished hi.
cigar.
"But won't 1t be dreadful crowded."
querled.
"There you go! You are always ready
to oppose anything Suggest"
| am not opposing you, only you
kn3w that the boats are always crowded
on Sunday, and that one Is apt to meet
with many lawless characters. have
heard you say that the place was In DOS
session oil mob all day Sunday"
"Neverl On the contrary have
always boasted of how orderly 1t was. !
guarantee that you can go up there alone
and stay all day and you will be treated
like queen"
Well, ifyou think We had best go,
"of course 1 do. think little trim
on the water will do us all good, and at
the island we will seek some sylvan re-
treat and enjoy the beauties Of the sur
And you-you won't get madi,
Mrs Bowser, what do you mesnU
III things do not go right you won't
scold and blame everything to mea'
Have you gone madl When did /
ever blame you? If you suspect that
you are getting soiteniDg OF the brain let
me know and IN have q medical exami.
nation"
After dinner next day we made start.
think Mr.. Bowser started with the firm
determ ination to keep his good nature at
every hazard, but something occurred
almost Immediately to upset. him. The
street car was jamb-full and running
over, but 1t stopped and. we wedged our
way In. In the squeeze some one stepped
on Mr.. Bowser's corn, some one else
Knocked lis plug hat oil, and third per-
son was heard to remark that ii he
weighed ton he would charter a special
car when he wanted to ride. This put
ductor:
docs the manager of this line think
we are lot OF hogs that we oan be
packed in an old car this wayl"
Don't know, sir"
"Then you'd better find outl It's an
insult on decent people, and l for one
don't propose to submit to tip
"Thaz rize, ole fel'rP' shouted a half
drunken man from the front of the car.
60 In, old bay windowp added a
second.
"ren to one on old Bowser, " yelled a
man from the rear platform.
We finally got down to the boat. II
was black with humanity and / didn't
want to go, but Mr.. Bowser elbowed
people right and lett and 1 followed
After being crowded, pushed, lamb. |
and knocked about for len
minutes l got chair which a drunken
man had just fallen of, and Mr.. Bowser |
found standing room beside me,
81 told you thought the boats would |
be crowded." l remarked as soon as i |
could get my breath.
well, that shows all you know about
I. There's no crowd on this boat. She
could carry As many again. i"
But what rough set of peopler'
No rongher than we are. You simply
want to find fault and make me unc mn
ortable."
just at that moment tough came up.
ooked Mr.. Bowser over from crown To
leel, and then said:
"You look like the bloke who threw
mud on me little sister last May"
"sirl You are mistaken" replied Mr..
Sowser.
"What er you doin' wild all that stoile
mp demanded the tough as he brought
io al IA niouhu anu gave MT. bOWeer 8 |
at "swat" that sent it flying to the
eek.
Mr.. Bowser grabbed him and there
Tould have been fight hal not a num-
81 OF men interfered. When the hat
vas recovered 1t had shoulderblade and
hree ribs broken, and in the brief clinch
he tough had torn away Mr.. Bowser IS
ecktie.
'1'm so sorry we came" said as got
chance to speak to him. "You know
Did you l thought 1t would ba very un-
leasant."
Yves, of course you are sorryl You
AM bear to see me enjoying myself III,
fatn't aware that anything unpleasant
ad occurred"
In getting off the boat at the island
)me one stepped on my dress-skirt and
carly tore 1t off, while Mr.. Bowser,s hat
as crushed down over his eyes and some {
De picked his cigar-caee out of his coat 1
Ill pocket. We finally got out of the ]
rowd and wandered away until we '
cached shady spot, aud then It did
ZEN as II we might take some comfort. 1
cyan to express my sympathy for Mr.,
owstr, when he turned on me with:
"Wheu | want to be condoled with III I
1t you know. Thus far we have had a
'al good time, and don't want to hear /
ny more kicking about it.''
This is the sylvan retreat you spoke
|, supposet' l remarked as | looked =
'ound aud saw cigar stubs, playing !
Irds, pretzels, beer bottle corks and =
rusty old cork-screw lying on the
ASS.
He didn't say. He was going to, when
couple OF young men came that way u
I'd stopped and asked Mr.. Bowser for a a
atch to light their clay-pipes. He didn't n
I'VE any, and one of them said:
"Wtll, yer needn't be so crusty about
We are just as good as you are"
"And b AIMED sight better, Jimp' G
ded the other. 1--WE seen this old
! lgee up here every Sunday this sum
and EaIa altu ul hid | -