Thomas County cat., 1889-12-12
Mr.. AND mns. sowsea.

lnctdeots 0f TAs1F Home Life.
The other night was taken with sort Of
pleurisy pain, and I nndged Mr.. Bower and
asked him 70 get up and mix mo q mustard
plaster: He lay o. the broad of his back,
hands locked under his neck, and was snoring
Is If hired to give midnight performance
, on fog horn.
"Eh! Yes" be growied, - nudged him
Mr.. Bowser. get upi"
'Yuml Lemme 1onsI"
"Nr. Bowser. am ingreat painr'
"Yes, know"
"Wiu you get up!"
"Whax mazzer nowsS he demanded, as he
tried to sit up in bed.
81 am threatened with pleurisyn
"Hey! Who is itr"
81 am threatened with pleurisy and dc
wish you would get up and mix a mustard
plaster for me-"
"Bosh" he growled, now fully awake.
"You just lie quiet and the pain will 60
away"
He dropped back and began to snore again.
but after ten minutes hard work got him
out of bed. He sat on the edge, staring blank
ly into vacancy. and ready to fall back any
moment, and even while was telling him
that might not live till morning ne fell over,
kicked himself under the clothes and went to
sleep while was pulling his hair.
night or two later, just after the bells had
struck II, dreamed that was being chased
by locomotive. 1t gave an extra toot and
awoke me, and | discovered that toot to be
Mr.. Bowsers voice groaning:
''For the lands sake, get up or shall be q
dead man."
"What is it!"
Terrible cramps in my stomach. I'm
just tied in knott"
"Oh, it's only passing pain, replied as
l sought the pillow again. 'Lie still and it
will soon go off"
"Lie still thunder!" he yelled, as he got
one leg out of bed II tell you shall be a
corpse within an hour if don't get relief"
"Well, you'll find the Jamaica ginger on
the sideboard. Take big dose of it in wine. ~
''I'n never find it. Oh! Heavens, what a
paint"
wanted to get up, Of course, but I was
determined to pay him hack in his own coin.
therefore apparently fell asleep, and after
hanging around the room for q few minutes
he went out. He was back again in three
minutes, however, to exclaim:
"Are you going to lay there and let me die
like sick horse!'
''But you didn't get up for me-"
II know it, but that was because IL
whoop! Blue blazes, but know I'm dyingr'
had to get up, of course, and, of course, !
had him relieved in a quarter of an hour.
Man like, he was frightened to death at q
pain which he would have expected me to
keep perfectly still about.
Mr.. Bowser is also like all other husbands
in another matter We got started for the
theatre the other night and discovered that
had forgotten my opera glasses. He offered
to run back for them, and said:
"They are hanging in the bag OH the gas
jet on the LIFT hand side Of our dresser You
can't fail to find them"
Five minutes slipped away-then ten-then
hurried back myself He was seated in a
opened the door he grOwled:
''Might as well take off your things!"
"But whyF"
1--WE are not going to any theatre this
night!'
''Not goingl Has anything happenedr
~ should say there had! I've looked this
| internal house from top to bottom for those
glasses, and they are not to be found. Wen
put in our evening trying to discover wheth-
er they are up in the garret or down in the
vegetable cellar"
"Come up stairs"
He followed after, and there hung the bag
just where had told him he would find it!
looked from one to the other, and Mr.. Bow
ser finally said:
II see how it is. You'll probably say you
told me to look here instead of the spare bed.
! room dresser! Take off your things, Mrs.
Bowser-we don't stir a foot outside to-
night"
One night when baby was sick got Mr..
Bowser out OF bed to get the paregoric. Az
ter a great deal of yawning and growing,
he marched off down stairs, and for the fifth
. time told him:
II remember to have placed it on that
bracket over the lounge"
heard him thrashing around and knock
ing ABOUT in the sitting room, rummaging in
| the pantry and upsetting chairs in the kitch.
, en-, and after about ten minutes he appeared
| at the foot of the stairs and shouted:
"I've looked the consarned house all over
and can't find it'll"
l went down. walked him to the bracket,
and there sat the bottle before his eyes.
"But it wasn't there a minute ago." he
protested. II looked the bracket over at
least five times, and know I'm not blind.
Mrs. Bowser, these are some queer happen
ings about this house. think it best that we
sit down and have some straight talk"
One day at noon he wanted me to tighten
button on his overcoat, and sent him up
to my room to get the box Of thread and
needles
you'll find it OH the sill of the bay win.
dow, where left it half all hour ago." eau
toned as lie went up stairs.
heard him prancing around and slam
ming things about, and after seven or eight
minutes went up to ascertain the cause of
delay.
He had pulled every bureau drawer out,
taken down most of the garments in the
clothes press, and was then overhauling my
jewelry case.
I'D like to know If there is another wonl-
an like you In DetroitT' he exclaimed as
appeared.
"You came up here for the thread box,
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