Fergus County argus. [volume] (Lewistown, Mont.) 1886-1946, 1889-07-18
MR.. AND MRS. BOwsER.
Some Very Sad Trials Over Mr.. Bowser's
Wardrobe

Detroit Free Press: When ! got
home from mothers the other after
noon Mr.. Bowser was walking up AMI
down the sitting room like a Gagged
hon. As lac was an hour ahead OF his
usual time was naturally astonished,
and a. he looked so stern and lignilie,l
occurred.
Anything wrong. Mr.. Bowsery Imam
aged to ask.
lie halted, folded his hands under
his coattail. and balancing himself on
his heels and toes alternately. he re-
piled: Mrs. Bowser, this is the last
.traw-the very last,
Why, what have done?
had an invitation toattend "a ban
uII-t OF the B. y. G. club. and was down
To deliver an address. came home
To get ready, ami. To- what do ] find?
Robbers in the house,
Not much No robber with any
sense in his head would come to this
house IL would take him n week II
find anything, ] go up stairs to find
~ clean shirt, collar, etc, but not hing
of he sort can be found. come down
and ask the cook to see ii my sunday
clothes are in the Hour barrel. but she
looks in vain. go to the telephone
and ask the goldman ii he saw them IN
the basement when he put in that last
ton, but he cant remember. You, OF
course, have no knowledge of them.
You can't say whether they are in the
Oat bin in the barn, or whether they
are packed away in the garrett for n
rat IS nest.
Mr.. Bowser, have you been drinking?
Have been drinking? That's lust
like woman? When she get 5 cornere,l
she throws out Just such insults to
hide her own short -comings. It's "a
wonder ] haven't been drinking. 1t :
u wonder ] don't come home drunk
and wipe out this family. Mrs. Bow
ser, demand to know what you have
done with my clothes?
They are up stairs unless you have
sold or given them away.
No more insults, please. Come up
stars and show me, for instance,
where my shirts are.
Very we'll. We shall find them in the
second drawer OF your bureau, where
they have been kept for the last two
years.
I'll bet you million dollars to "A
cent.
Come on.
We went up stairs to he bureau and
pulled out the drawer, and there lay
five clean shirts, Just where had
placed them IA they came from the
laundry two days before.
But they We're not therea hour ago.
protested Mr.. BOwser.
But they were. How could they be
anywhere else? In this her drawer
are your socks. necki les. cuffs and col
lars. See?
see. But that drawer was empty
hall an hour ago.
And in this closet is your sunday
suit, see, Coat, vest and pants. Arc
you growing blind. Mr.. Bowser?
There is some clark mystery connect
ri with this, Mrs. Bowser, and | will
not rest until unravel It. spent "a
good half hour looking for my things,
but not one single article could | find.
Because you rushed up stairs and
went into the spare room, Just like lots
Of other husbands. OF course you did,
See, Every drawer in the spare room
bureau has been pulled out, AMI the
clothes press door is wide OPEN
Mrs: Bower, don't try to get out of
it in this way. My eye sight is still
good, and when ! see an empty drawer
] know it is not full OF shirts. I have
lost an hour looking for my things,
and now ] cannot go to the banquet.
He went down stairs and called up
some one by telephone and said: /
can't he there this evening. My shirt :.
collars and clothes had been mislaid
by my wife and only found them %
moment ago. Very sorry, but give my
regrets to the boys and tell them how
1t was. some wives are like that and
cant help it, you know. Good bye.
The next evening Mr.. BOwser
brought a friend up with him-the
same one he had telephoned to. After
bit he took him up stairs to have n
smoke, and as they reached the head
OF the stairs they found the following.
not ice on the bed room door: