Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-07-14
MR.. AND MRS. BOWSER.
THE HAPPY COUPLE SPEND A FEW DAYS IN
COUNTRY.
Mr.. Bowser Pictures Sons Pastoral Scsnss-Ths
Barn Has Weird and Lonely Look
The Cow and Her Hoof.

"Have you gone and got some more hens
or bought another horst?"
Mrs. Bowser, the event of our life is
about to happen"
"What is ii?'
"You know Gregg? Well, Gregg owns
little farm out here about twelve miles.
There's good house on it and be says we
can occupy it for the summer. We will
have COW and horse, pigs, poultry and
other stock, and we'll go out there and tan
up and get fat, and have the best time in
the world"
81 don't think much of the idea, Mr..
Bowser"
You don't! You don't want cool
breezes-fresh eggs-fresh berries-rich
milk-songs of birde-lowing of the kline
and rest from carew
''You will be disappointed if you expect
any such thing"
II will, eh? Perhaps I don't know
what the country is. You are always
ready TO throw cold water on any of my
plans. l shall go, any how"
That was the beginning, and at the end
of three days yielded, woman-like.
knew we should be back in four or five
days, however, and l arranged with the
cook accordingly. One Monday morning
| we took the train and started, having en-
gagged farmers daughter TO take charge
of the kitchen, and at the nearest railroad
station We we're met by farmer and his
lumber wagon. The sun poured down its
hottest, the dust had covered grass and
bushes, and as we logged and iolted along
the farmer Inquired of Mr.. Bowser:
''Come out for you health, suppose?'
"We did. All! this country air has al
ready refreshed me"
HAS eb? Well, there's heaps of it, and
Pm thinking you'll get all you want in
about week. think city chap is
blamed fool to come out here"
"Do yon? Why, the doctors recon-
meHded it. That boy ought to gain
pound day, and am sure my wife will
brace right up with these pastoral scenes
before her eyes"
1.-THE doctors and pastoral scenes be
durnedn' growled the farmer as he turned
to his horses, and those were the last words
he uttered until he landed us at the gate.
1t was comfortable frame house, and l
did not observe the surroundings until
after dinner. It struck me that Mr..
but l didn't know why until / got out
doors. The barn had partly fallen in,
giving it weird and lonely look; most of
the fencing was down, gust of wind had
laid the smoke house on its back, and
nearly every tree and bush about the house
was dead or dying.
SIS this one of the pastoral scenes you
referred to 2" I asked of Mr.. Bowser.
"TheIe you gop' he snapped. "You
can't expect things to look as nice cut here
as in Central Park We come for the balmy
bIeezes and the rest"
Didn't you say we should hear the
notes of quails and wbippoorwillt?
eyes, but don't rush business. They
come around in due time"
''You spoke of hunting hens eggs in
the meadow grass"
$50 we Till-come on"
Ae made dash for big patch of bur-
docks near the back door, got tangled up
in the ruins Of barrel, and when he got
up he had a cut on his shin and his nose
was bleeding. He tried to make light of
the affair, but it was hard work. When l
we were TO take our morning jaunt, Re
walked down to the barn yard and pointed
out raw boned old yellow horse so weak
that he could not brush the flies away,
and a one-horse wagon, quaint enough to
have taken its place in q musaum.
You'll have our photographs taken af
ter we all get seated in that rig won't
you?" l asked,
That's it-just as I expected Mrs.
Bowser, what did you come out here
for?"
because you obliged me to-"
81 did, EN- Not by long shotl You |
came to restore your health and to give our
child chance for his life. 1t will be the
making of him. No more doctor bills for
u.s."
For dinner we had some salt pork, pota-
toes bread and butter and coffee. When
Mr.. Bowser limited about fresh eggs the
girl replied that the only hens which ever
contributed eggs were now engaged in the
incubator business When he asked for
cream for his coffee she replied that the
COW hadn't come up that morning. As for
fresh vegetables, the season had been so
dry that none had matured.
In the afternoon Mr.. BOwser swung his |
hammock in the orchard. This was some !
thing he had dotted on for a week. he
had scarcely dropped into it when three or
four caterpillars dropped on to him, and
he put in the rest of the afternoon on the
hard boards of the versnda. The cow
came sauntering up about 8 o'clock, Gov
cred with flies and musquitos, and the girl
limited to Mr.. Bowser that he was expected
to milk.
"Oh, certainly" he replied. 81 wouldn't
give a cent for farm life unless could milk
COW or two. used to sing ballad while
was milking"
The girl and / watched him as he took
the pail and stood and approached the
cow. The COW also watched him. Folks
generally sit down on the right-hand side
of COW to milk. Mr.. BOwser took the
other side. We saw the COW turn her head
and regard him with amszement and con-
tempt, and this was increased as he work
ed away for four and five minutes without
bringing a drop of milk.
what are you trying to dO?" called
to him from the gate.
"Mrs. Bowser, when I want to learn |
anything about a COW III ask you for the
information. 1 think l know my bust
ness"
So did the COW. She had been fooled
with long enough, and she suddenly plant
ed hoof against Mr.. Bowser with such |
yigor that be tumbled over in confused
heap. Between us we got him into the
house rnd the girl finished the milking.
Mr.. Bowser recovered from the shock after
while, and felt it my duty to inquire:
"Mr. Bowser, don't you think week of
these pastoral scenes will be enough for
us?'
mo, nor six weeks" he growled
Nothing would DO but you must get into
the country, and now I'll give you enough