Connecticut western news., 1890-01-01
HR. AND MRS. BOWSER.
By Mrs. BOwser.

tsNow for an evening of solid com- fort l" said MT. Bowser the other even- ing as he fell into his easy chair and cut the pages of 8 magazine. Mrs. Bowser, do you ever realize how bless ed we are?"
 "Yes, indeed"
 "While others fall by the wayside we are spared"
 "While others quarrel and picker and seek the divorce courts, we love the stronger every day"
 "Yes."
 He got up and came over and kissed me, and upon returning to his chair seemed lost in reflection for moment, then he continued:
 'How curious life is! Do you re- member the day I-first saw you?" s'I shall never forget it."
 sI was on horseback, you remem- Der, and you stood on the veranda of your fathers house. , "You are a trife mistaken, dear. The horse had thrown you off into mud-hole, and shall never forget the picture you presented as you approach ed the house. At first l took you "Whatl A horse throw me off!'' he interrupted. 4-
 "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 that could throw me off! You must be thinking of some one else.' "Why, dear, you lost your watch in the mud, and father tished it out. Don't you remember how our negro Tom scraped the mud off of you?"
 s.Not by a long-shot! No nigger ever scraped me down! You must be thinking of that yellow haired dude you used to go with" We were both silent for time, and I hoped it was the last of it. My ex- perience, although dating back over a few years only, has satisfied me that nothing aggravates husband more than to bring up the silly things he said and did during his courtship. It seems to be raw spot with the majority of them after the honeymoon is over. But MT. Bowser was not satisfied. After four or five minutes he broke out with:
 HIt's curious what dunce a man can make of himself with his eyes wide open."
 "Y-e-sw
 ''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 painful silence, broken at last by his saying:
 "Well, I'll admit that was in love but I fatter myself that 1 didn't ex- hibit any schoolboy nonsense"
 You were just like any other young man in love, MT. Bowser. They have always been that way, and always will be, and it's no discredit to them."
 s'Do you mean to say I 'mooned' around like calf?" he demanded.
 ."I 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-never!"
 "But you did!"
 "Never-never!"
 "Mr. Bowser, I have one of my old diaries. Wait until get it."
 "Not much! You can't produce nc old diaries nor forged documents on me-! I anticipated an evening of solid comfort and you can see how il has turned out! Is it any wonder that 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 8 quarter of an houl later, when I returned to the back par. Tor, MT. Bowser seemed deeply in. terested ill his reading. was glad of this, for felt bit conscience-strick- en, but scarcely got seated when he asked:
 "Was Emma Davis here to-day?" | tYes."
 eHow was she looking?"
 "Very well. I wanted her to stay until you came home, but she had te go at o'clock. She asked to be re- membered to you."
 "Yes. hope she has fully for given me-" | 'W nat TOT, NIT. DOWSeF!
 s'You know"
 ssI haven't the least idea.'
 ella! ha! ha! What dissemblers women are. It was always & sore spo with you, though you would never ad init it. How you do blush-ha! Ina hal"
 sMr. Bowser, what do you refe1 to?"
 "Why, there's no doubt that thu dear girl once fondly expected to b. Mrs. Bowser."
 "Nonsense!"
 "Whatv"
 "Nonsense!"
 "You say that simply for revenge but I know better. We were as goot as engaged when met you?"
 "Trash, sir! She was engaged t Jack Smith long before you ever sav her, and they are to be married a soon as his time is out in the navy Don't flatter yourself that she has any thing laid up against you"
 "Mrs. Bowserw he began, as he go up and crossed his hands under hi coat tails, ':do you know who you ar talking to?"
 sI dO.'
 "You are talking to a man wh could have been Emma Davis husban two years ago.
 "I'll prove to the contrary"
 "How?"
 "By one of my old diaries"
 ''Diaries, again! Always holdin something over me. Now produce I want to see one of those diaries yo talk about"
 ran upstairs and got them out o one of MT. Bowser's old boots, l xyl,;.I I l-on,, tho,o ft,r cofofx, Thor