St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-07-03
Mr.. AND MRS. BOWSER.
Eore Differences of Opinion in a De-
troit Family.
THINGS LOST IN HORSE CARS.
The Police Advise BGWser to Let His
Wife Run the Family Hence
forth.


the other week, left my shopping bag
in the car, and when l mentioned the
fact to Mr.. Bowser and asked him to
call at the street railway office and get
it, he replied:
NO. maam, I won't! Anybody care
less enough to leave all article of value
In a street car deserves to lose it. Be
sides, you did not take the number OF
the car, and they would only laugh
at me at the Office
do you take the number of every
street car you ride in?" l asked.
Certainly. Every sensible person
does. Day before yesterday came up
in No. 20. | went back in No. "A. l
came up to supper in No. &c. Yester--
day made my trips in Nos. So, I'll and
So. To-day in Nos. So. n and 10. The
street railways contract to carry paSsen-
gers-not to act as guardians for chill
dren and imbeciles."
"Mr. Bowser, other people have lost
articles on the street cars"
"Yes-Other women-you never heard
of man losing anything"
| let the matter drop there, knowing
that time would sooner or later bring
nected. Mr.. BOWSer took his dress coat
down to a tailor to get couple OF new
buttons seWed on, and as he returned
without it | observed:
You are always finding fault with
the procraStination OF my dreSSmahef.
Your tailor doesn't seem to be Ill any
particular hurry"
"HOW?"
"Whv, YOU were to bring that coat
back with you"
THAT coat! Thundern'
Mr.. Bowser turned pale and sprang
out of his chair.
Didn't lose it going down, did you?"
81 believe lip
"You left it on the street car when
Sou came up?"
YES"
"Mr. Bowser, anybody careless
enough to leave an article of value in a
street car deserves to lose it. However,
YOU took the number of the car, pre-
Sume?"
"N-now
you didn't! That shows what sort of
person you are. Yesterday when L
went down after baby's shoes toak Car
No. III. When | returned took car Sc.
When went over to mothers took car
&c. The conductor had red hair. One
horse was brown and the other black.
The driver had a cast in his left eye.
There were four women and five men IN
the car We passed two loads OF ashes,
one of dirt and all ice cream wagon. The
conductor wore No. shoes and was
near-sighted. The street railways con-
tract to carry passengers, MIR. BoWser,
not to act as guardians for SapheadS and
children"
"But III get it at the office to-mor-
row." he slowly replied.
perhaps. but it is doubtful. AS you
can't remember the number OF the car
they will laugh at the idea, and perhaps
take you for an impOStOr."
He glared at me like Gagged animal,
and made no reply, and l confess that L
almost hoped he would never recover
the coat. He did. however. after a
couple of days, and as he brought it
home he looked at me with great i'm
portance, and said:
''There is the difference, Mrs. BOWSer.
Had you lost anything on the car, it
would have been lost forever. The
street car people were even sending out
messengers to find me and restore my
property"
One day laboring man called at the
side door and asked for the loan of
spade for a few minutes, saying that he
was at work near by, and he was so re-
spectful that | fastened to accommodate
him. Two days later Mr.. Bowser, who
was working in the back yard, wanted
the spade, and had to tell him that |
lent it. As it was not to be found, the
natural inference was that the borrower
had not returned it,
'This is a pretty state of affairs ~ eX
claimed Mr.. Bowser when he had given
up the search. 1.-THE longer some folks
live the less they seem to know"
but he looked honest"
what of it! You had no business to
iend that SPADE
~ was sure he'd return it''
"Well, he didn't, and anybody of
sense would have known that he
wouldn't. If somebody should come
here and ask for the piano, | suppose
you'd let it 60. Mrs. Bowser, you'll
never get over your countrified ways If
you live to be as old as the hills. 1t
isn't the loss of the spade so much. but
1t is the fact that the man thinks you
are so green"
In the course of all hour found the
spade at the side steps, where the man
had left it after using, but when | in
formed Mr.. BoWser of the fact, he only
grOwled:
HE brought it back because he prob
ably heard me making fuss about it
and was afraid Of arrest"
Two days later, as Mir. BOwser sat on
the front steps, cOlored man came up
and asked to borrow the lawn mower
for few minutes for use OH the next
corner.
"Certainly,m my boy," replied Mr.. Bow
ser: you'll find it in the back yard"
When he had gone l observed that
the man had suspicious look about
him, and that should not dare trust
him, and Mr.. Bowser turned on me
with:
What do you know about reading
character? There never was more
honest man in the world. I'd trust him
with every dollar | have"
In about half an hour Mr.. Bowser be-
gan to get uneasy, and after waiting a
few minutes longer he walked down to
the corner. No black man. No lawn
mower. By inquiry he learned that the
borrower had loaded the mower into a
hand cart and hurried off. 1t was a
clear case of confidence.
"Well?' | Queried as Mr.. BowSer came
back with his eyes bulging out and his
hair on end.
"It's-it's gonew he gasped.
81 expected it. The longer some folks
live the less they seem to know. If
somebody should come and want to
borrow the furnace or bay windows
you'd let 'em go, suppose.
But he-he-"
"But what of it? You had no bust
ness to lend that lawn mower, Mr..
Bowser. You'll never get over your
countrifed ways if you live"
He would listen no further. He
rushed out, and sailed around the
neighborhood for two hours, and the
next morning got the police at work,
and it was three days before he would
give up that he had been horn.
swagled," as one of the detectives put
it. Then, to add to his misery, the
officer said:
"We'll keep our eyes open, but there
isn't one chance in 500. After this
you'd better let your wife have charge
of things. That darby couldn't have
bamboozled her that way"
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