Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1890-02-05

me, and upon returning to his chair
seemed lost in rejection for a moment.
| Then he continual:
"How curious life isl Do you re-
member the day first saw you?"
Il shall never forget it."
81 was on horseback, you remember,
and you stood on the verands of your
/ fathers house,
"You are a trile mistaken, dear.
/ The horse lad thrown you off into a
mudhole, and / shall never forget the
picture you presented as you approached
the house. At first took you for
"Whati y horse throw me offl' b.
/ int rrupted.
''Certainly. Don't you remember 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 il
you remember how our negro Tom
scTaped the mud OFF of you?''
'tNot by a long shot! No Niger ever
scraped me DOWN. You must lie tn nix
ing of that yellow-haired dude you used
TO lie with"
We were both silent for time, and
hoped it was the last of It. My expert
ence although dating back over a 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 honeymoon is over. But Mr..
Bowser was not satisfied. After four
or five minutes, he broke out with:
"It's curious what a Ounce man
can make of himself with his eyes wide
OPEN"
"Y-e-sl''
1.-The idea that 1 should ever fall in
love with yOul''
''Or with you!''
He glared at me over the top of his
book, and there was another painful 81
lence, broken at asst by his saying:
well, Ill admit that / was in love;
but l flatter myself that l di1n't ex-
| hibit any schoolboy nonsense"
You were just like any other young
man in love, Mr.. Bowser. They have
always been that way and always will
be, AMI it's no discredIt 10 them"
"Do you mean to say L 'mooned'
around like a calf?' he demanded.
you term it, but you wanted to hold my
hand, put your arm around me"
Hold your hand-never!'
but you did!''
"Never-never!'
Mr.. BOwser, l have one of my old
diaries. Wait until l get it.''
Not much! You can't produce no
old diaries nor forget documents on
me- l anticipated an evening Of solid
comfort, and you can see how it has
turned outl Is 1t any wonder that 50
many husbands seek the saloons and
gambling houses of even ng?'
At this moment the cool. called me
out to ask what she should prepare fol
breakfast, and a quarter of AN hour
later, when / returned to the back par.
lor, Mr.. BOwser seemed deeply inter
estel in his reading. L was glad OF
this, FOR felt a bit consc -ence- stI ickcn
but l scarcely got seated when he asked
WAS Emma Davis here to-day?''
Yes"
''ITow was she looking?"
Very well. L wanted her to STAY
until you came home, but she had TO 20
at O'Clock. She asked to be remem-
bered to you."
me-
What for, Mr.. Bowser?"
You know"
81 haven't the least idea.''
Hal hal ha! What d!ssemblers
women are 1t was always sore spot
with yeu though you would never ad-
mt 1t. How you do blush hal hal hal''
'Mr. BOwser, what do you refer to?''
"Why, there's no doubt that the dear
girl once fondly expected to lie Mrs.
Bowser''
''Nonsense!''
"What!'
IN NOnsenSe!''
You say that SIMPLY for revenge,
but know better We were as good as
engaged when 1 met you.''
Trash, sir! She was engaged to Jack
Smith long before YOU ever saw her.
and they are 10 be married as soon as
MS tile is out in the navy. Don't
tiatter yourself that she has anything
laid up against you. "
''Mrs- Bo Sser," he began, as he got
up and crossed hIs hant&under his coat
tails, do you know who you are talk
ing 10?
Il do"
"You are talking to man who could
have been Emma Davis husband two
years ago"
I'm prove to the contrary"
"HoW?''
''By one of nv old diaries.''
''Dlaries againi Always holdine
something over me. Now produced |
talk about
l ran upstairs and got them out OF
one of Mr.. Bowser's old boots, in which
| keep them for safety. There were
two of them, each for a separate year.
and as L came down with them lac
LOOKED puzzled and stammered:
'W-why. I-I-thought u
- es. you thought you had burned
them, but you were mistaken. Tie
books you got hold OF the other SUNDAY
when L was at church were two old re
ceipt books of no particular value.
found everything turned topsy-turves
and knew what you had been up to. u
Mrs. BoXser, /"
'Waitl Let us look up the Emm9
Davis matter. Here It is. Under The
d ate OF the 10th of July l write: .Deat
Emma was over to-day to congratulate
me on my engagement, though shs
addel that if Bowser was the last mar
on earth she would not have married
him. She says his hair reminds her OF
pumpkins, and that his legs seem to b,
badly warped The dear girl also
''Stopl'' shouted Mr.. Bowser. his
face as white as death.
"Yes, dear, but you made a certait
assertion. L want to disprove it. II
Mrs. Bowser, 1 planned for ar
evening of solid comfort. You have
made il an evening OF tortures and re
greet If l never spend another evenine
at home you alone you will be to blamt
for il"
"But you"
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