New-York tribune., 1889-12-22
MRS. BOWSER'S DIARIES.
A PLEASANT EVENING"
From The Detroit Free Press.

From The Detroit Free Press.
"Now for an evening of solid comfort" said Mr..
BOwser the other evening, he fell into his easy chair
and cut the pages OF magazine. Mrs. BowSer, do
you ever realize now blessed We are''
while Others fall by the wayside, we are spared"
"Whe others quarrel and bickcr and seek the
divorce courts, we love the stronger every day"
He got up and came over and kissed me- and upon
returning to his chair seemed lost in reflection Tor
" How curious life isi DO you remember the day
first yOul"
i shall never forget it,"
u was on horseback, you remember. and you stood
on the veranda of your fathers house."
thrown YOU off into a mud and shall never for
get the picture You presented as You approached the
What a horse throw me ofl' he interrupted
Certainly. Don't you remember how father
from horse in my life I'd like TO see the horse
which could throw me off You must be thinking Of
why dear. You lost your watch in the mud. mud. and and
father fshed it out Don't yog rel, remember now our
Not by a long-shot No niger ever scraped me
down. You must be thinking Of that yellow-hared
We were both silent for time, and hoped it was
the last of it, My experience although dating p PACK
over few wears only. has satisfied me that nothing
aggravates "a husband than to bring up the silly
things he said and did during his courtshlp; IL
after the honeymoon is over. But Mr.. Bowser was
not satisfied. After four or five minutes he broke
IT'S curious what Ounce man can make Of
himself with his eyes VIDE OPEN"
@The idea that I should ever fall in love with you ("
He giared at me over the top of his book, and
there another painful silence, broken at last oy
WelI' IN admit that was in love but fatter
myself that didn't exhibit any schoolboy nonsense.
You were just like any other young man III love,
Mr. Bowser. They have always been that way, anu
always will be, and it's no discredit to thenl; ,u -
=. DO you mean to say l 'mooned around like d
car don't know how calves moon as you term it,
but you wanted to hold my hand put your arm
around me. and"
Hold your hand-neverl"
&" But you did"
Neve1-never!" ,,, MI.
{" Not much You can't produce no old diaries
nor forged documents me! anticipates an even,
ing of solid comfort and you c;, see % nov ~ 's
seek the saloons and gambling houses OF an eNeihs
At this moment the cook t ralee bra,kfast e oan and
quarter of an hour later when returned to the bach
paror, Mr. Bowser seemed deePg a feIt bit TT con-
science stricken but scarcely got seated when h'
CO. WAS Emma Davis here todayi'
How was she looking1' D.. s,,,, ur,u Won c.m.
home, but she had to go at O'Clock She asked u
be remembers G9 Sdpe TO se has fully forgiven me'
What for, Mr.. BowSeri"
& iIap af' hal ha What dissemblers women are
1t was always spot win you, 'houeh you h Woui'
never admit il. How you DO bluSh-na ia I'D
| Mr. Bowser, what do you refer 70 II, o
WHY there's no doubt tnat me uear sirl oHo'
fondly expected to be Mrs bo"Scr'
"NOnsense!'
"Whatl"
q Y0n saw that simply for revenge, but know
better We were good as engaged wheh me
Trash. sir, She was engaged to Jack smith lon
before vor ever saw her and they are to be married
soon his time Is onT III '' laid p against
Mrs. Bowserl - he began as he got up & and & crosse @
are talking tor
You are talking to a man who could nave Dee
| Emma Davis's husband two years ago.
| "Ill prove to the contrary
Iy" By one of my old diaries, -
| D}arioS arainl Always holding something owe
me. Now produce! want TO see one oil thoSe diare
'o ram ram mn Stairs and got them out of one of MI
Rowser's old boots in which keep them for safety
TH % % t,o NJ them each for a separate year, ant
as eTo came down With them he looked puzzled an
stammered:
yes YOU thought you had burned them but yo
mistaken The books You er SCI n4a T OF the 9te
books OF no particular value. l FOUND everytmh
turned topsy-turvy, and knew WHAT you mad Dee
Mrs. Bowser. l.
Watt Let us look up & the ,Gf Emma "a paws @ mater matte,
Dear Emma was over today 70 sohgiatulatc me on m
engagement though she added that II Bowscr was tn
Sho saws his hair reminds her OF pumpkins and tina
his legs seem to be badly warped. The dear gl
Also -,
stops shouted Mr.. Bowser his face white a
death
"" Mrs nayyser / planned for an evening OF soil
comfort You have made II an evening OF tortui
and regret II never spend another evening
home YOU alone will be to blame for it,
Stem right here This is the limit The wor
has turned Tomorrow morning gol'
But he is with me vet and have no fear but IN,
We shall live out our lives together.
A boy with four legs was born In Indiana the otht
day. 4 Christmas turkey provided with four LEI
would I'LL l0ng-felt want, but the Indiana boy WI
find his extra legs superfuous until he gets old enoug