The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1890-05-17
AN EVENING OF O0NF6

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zinc. Mrs. Bowscr, did you ev
D.! realize how blessed we are.
Yes, indeed.
While others fall by the ways
we are spared.
| While others quarrel, arHs {
and seek the divorce courts
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| Yes.
He got up, came over and kis
NE, and upon returning to his
seemed lost in reflection for t.
ment; then he continued: v
How curious life is! Do yor
member the day l first saw you?
I shall never forget it.
| WAS on horseback, you re5
Der, and you stood on the "
Of your fathers house.
You are a trife mistaken, dS
The horse had thrown you off into.
mud'hole and | shall never forg.
the picture you presented as
approached the house. At fiji
took for
What! A horse throw me>ol
interrupted. ,
Certainly. Don't you rer
how father
Mrs. Bowser! are you era
was never thrown from a hos
my life. I'd like to see the Il
which could throw me off.
must be thinking of some one
Why, dear, you lost your wal
in the mud, and father hshed it {
Don't you remember how our II
Tom scraped the mud off of yo,G
Not by long shot! No r ::
never scraped me down Yov
be thinking Of the yellow &
dude YOU used to go with, :.
We were both silent
and | hoped it was the -.
Ny experience although datins
over a few years only, aas sau(
me that nothing aggrayates al. 3
band more than to bring up,se
things he said and did dur. 4
courtship. 1t seems to beL !
spot with the majority Of thesf =.
the honey moon is over. Ela /.
Bowser was not satisfied. Aff
or i've minutes he srsJ,.e
It's curious what dl
| can make Of himself w
wide open.
Yes?
The idea that l should
love with you!
Or l with you!
He glared at me over the tex:
his book and there was anotht
| painful silence, broken by his saying
Well, I'll admit that |. didn't e,
hibit any schoolooy nonsense.
You were just like any other youn
man in love, Mr.. Bowser. The
have always been that way, and a
ways will be and it's no discredit t
them.
Do you mean to say 'mooneo
around like a calf? he demanded.
l don't know how calves moor
as you term it, but you wanted t
hold my hand, put your arm aroun
me, and
Hold your hand-never.
But you did!
Never-never!
Mr.. Bowser, | have one of my ol,
diaries. Wait until get it
Not much! You can't produce n
Oh diaries nor forged documents O
me! | anticipated an evening {
soild comfort and you can see ho,
1t has turned out! Is it any wonde
that SO many husbands seek the So
ioons and gambling houses on d
evening
At this moment the cook calle
nc ont to ask what she should pre-
pare for breakfast, and a quarter {
an hour later, when | returned t
the back pa lor, Mr.. BoWser SCENE
deeply interested in his reading.
was glad OF this, for | felt bit con
science stricken, but l scarcely GO
seated when he asked:
Was Emma Davis here to-day.
Yes.
How was she looking?
Very well. l wanted her to sta
until you came home, but she ha'
to go at four o clock. She asked t
b. remembered to you.
Yes. / hope she has fully for
given me.
What for Mr.. Bowser?
You know
| haven't the least idea.
Hh! ha. ha! What dissembler
women are. 1t was always a sor
spot with you, though you neve
would admit it. How you do blusl
-ha! ha! ha!
Mr.. Bowser what do YOU refer to
Why, there's no doubt that tn
dear SlTi once iondly expected to b.
Mrs. Bowser.
Nonscnsci
What.
Nonsense.
You say that simply for revenge
but | know better. We were a
good as engaged when | met you.
Trash. She was engaged to Jacl
Smith long before you ever saw her
and they are to be married as 500
as his time is out in the navy. Don
hatter yourself that she has anythin!
laid up against you.
Mrs. Bowser! he began, as he go
up and crossed his hands under hi