Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1890-01-01

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"Now for an evening of solid COM
fort 7" said Mr.. Bowser the other
evening as he fell into his easy chair
and cut the pages of a magazine.
"Mrs. Bowser, do you ever realize how
blessed we are 2"
eyes, indeed"
"While others fall by the wayside
we are spared"
"While others quarrel and bicker
and seek the divorce courts, we love
the stronger every day."
"Yes."
He got up and came over and kiss
ed me, and upon returning to his
chair seemed lost in reflection for a
moment, then he continued:
"How curious life is Do you re-
member the day / first saw you p
81 shall never forget it."
81 was on horseback, you remem'
ber, and you stood on the veranda Of
your fathers house."
"You are a trife mistaken, dear.
The horse had thrown you off in a
mud-hole, and I shall never forget the
picture you presented as you approch-
ed the house. At first 1 took you
for"
"What! A horse throw me OFF,
he interrupted.
Certainly. Don't you remem Der
how father"
"Mrs. Bowser, are you crazy? l
was never thrown from horse in my
life! I'd like to see the horse which
could throw me off You must be
thinking of some one else."
"Why, dear, you lost your watch
in the mud, and father fished it out
Don't you remember how our negro
Tom scraped the mud off of you"
"Not by a long-shot! No nigger
ever scraped me down. You must
be thinking of that yellow haired
dude you used to 60 with"
We were both silent for some time,
and 1 hoped it was the last of it. My
experience, although dating back over
few years only, has satisfied me that
nothing aggravates a husband more
than to bring up the silly things he
said and did during his courtship'
1t seems to be a raw spot with the
majority of them after the honey
moon is over. But Mr.. Bowser was
not satisfied. After four or five min
utes he broke out with:
"It's curious what Ounce a man
can make of himself with his eyes
wide open."
"Y-e-s"
"The idea that / should ever fall
in love with you"
Cor with you ~
He glared at me over the top Of
his book, and there was another pain
full silence, broken at last by his say.
ing:
"Well, I'll admit that l was in love
but fatter myself that 1 didn't ex'
hibit any schoolboy nonsence."
you were just like any other
young man in love, Mr.. Bowser
They have always been that way
and always will be, and it's no dis
credit to them"
"Do you mean to say ! 'mooned
around like calf?" he demanded.
81 don't know how calves moon,
as you term it, but you wanted tc
hold my hand, put your arm around
me, and"
Hold your hand-never!"
"But you did"
"Never-never
"Mr. Bowser, ] have one of my old
diaries. Wait until l get it,"
"Not much You can't produce
no old diaries nor forged documents
on me! 1 anticipated an evening Of
solid comfort and you see how it has
turned out! Is it any wonder tina,
SO many husbands seek the saloons
and gambling houses of an evening ??
At this moment the cook called me
out to ask what she should prepare
for breakfast, and quarter of an hour
later, when returned to the back
parlor, Mr.. Bowser seemed deeply in.
terested in his reading. / was
glad of this, for l felt bit conscience
stricken, but l scarcely got seated
when he asked:
"Was Emma Davis here to-day?
"Yes."
"How is she looking?"
"Very we'll. l wanted her to stay
until you came home, but she had tc
90 at A o'clock. She asked to be re-
membered to you."
eyes. 1 hope she has fully forgiv-
en- me-"
"What for, Mr.. Bowser ?"
"You know"
II haven't the least idea."
"Ha ha ha What dissemblers
women are. 1t was always sore
spot with you. though you would
never admit it. How you do blush