The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-05-22
Mr.. AND MRS. BOWSER.
ny MRS BOWsER

| Mr.. AND MRS. 6OWSER.
BY MRS BowsER
After supper the other nighc Mr.. Bowser
went to his overcoat pocket and got out q
small book and began reading it, and after
waiting long enough TO let him understand
! tkat l had no curiosita on the subject ]
| queried:
Something new on poultryr'
'No."
at isn't Hoylef"
"No."
"Well, what is itf'
81 can tell you the title of it, but you can't
understand. 1t is very, very deep work"
ooh, it Isl You can understand very,
very deep work and l can't"
Naturally Man has the stronger, deeper
mind, of course. The title of this work is:
Natures Diseases and Remedies-Control Of
the Body by the Mind"
"Bosh"
"What7 What's that7"
'You are too old to waste time on such
nonsense, Mr.. Bowser."
Nonsense! Why, it's the plainest princi-
pie of philosophy in the world. The human
body is but clay, the soul is immortal The
soul is the mind. The mind ought to be able
to control the body"
Eyes, in some cases"
''In all cases, Mrs. Bowser. For instance,
you stub your toe. 1t hurts. You let your
mind turn to something else and the pain
| ceases"
"Humph"
"That's itI That's the usual way Of the
| ignorant-ridicule what they can't argue and
| discuss in q sensible manner. l have often
wondered if you really had soul"
Don't worry yourself, Mr.. Bowser. If
haven't got any soul I've got some common
sensen
VERY we'll It's no use to talk to person
brought up in a log house on the edge of a
huckleberry marsh l know that the minG
can control the body. You deny it. l hope
to furnish you with proofs within the week. F"
He was to furnish them that night. We
were about ready to go up stairs and he had
been out bareheaded and in his slippers to see
if the barn door was locked, when he sudden
ly gave great start and cried out:
''Gee-mi-my to Johnson"
whats the matters"
"That tooth tried to jump clean out of my
head Whew vi! Hang it,"
He sat down TO hold his jaw and heave to
and fro, and l said:
''Your tooth jumps. 1t hurts you. You
let your mind turn to something else and the
pain ceases"
He looked up at me with the CLINT of pound
ed glass in his eyes, and was about to reply iii
kind, when the jumper jumped in on him
again and he seized his jaw and yelled:
"Great Scots to scatteration, but 1 can't
stand this Get me some camphor!"
got him some, and after a time the pain
eased up and he went to bed. He expected
me to say something about Control of the
Body by the Mind but | was waiting.
knew that he wouldn't get off so easily, and
could afford to give him q little time. l was
Just falling asleep when Mr. Bowser suddenly
lifted his feet high in air and uttered whoop
which SET a neighbours dog to barking, fol-
lowed by the remark:
Thunder and aghtningi"
''Mr. Bowser, are you aseep7" asked.
Asleep NoI Tn deadI Say, this con-
founded thing has come back on me! Where's
that camphorf"
"On the bureau, dear, but it won't do you
no good"
"Oh-h-h-hl Jewhittaker! Ny stars and
soul, but she's jumping my jaw right out of
its socket I've got TO have something done
"Pshaw, Mr. Bowser-have some spunk
about you What is a little toothacheT'
Crit grit" ne shouted, as he danced
around on one leg. I've got more grit than
any seven families like yours rolled together;
but this is awful-awful! Are you going TO
lie there and see me drop deadF'
you can stop it if you will Just lie down
and put your mind at work. Think of sony
thing else. Think Of being out in the WOODS
at MAY day festival-beauttful flowers
happy children-green"-
"Green-vhoop-! shut up he
yelled Haven't we got any paregorio ia
the houseT'
1 had to get up and go down and stir up the
fire, and make g warm poultice for his Jaw,
and fuss around fer On hour. and he finally
grew easier. Then l said % him:
Mr.. Bowser, you brought home BOOK
last night
Never
you brought hore book about the con-
troll Of the body by the mind "
No, didn't!'
in your argument you declared that the
soul was the mind, and taat the mind had
control OF the BODY
Get into bed and keep still
NO, ST! You stub your toe. It hurts
You let your mind turn 20 sone7-
4 never saiiIt
Mr. Bovser. what cured your toothach.
faith. Imagination or IqaidSI
"I-I-who's talking about toothachei Mrs
Bowser, you get into bed and 20 70 sleep. and
in the morning I'll have e long talk with
- We don't seem 20 Be mated 20 eacn
other. and the matter can probably Dc ar
ranged to our mutual satisfaction and with
out publicity"
Next morning h got down stairs and got
hold Of the BOOK first. and after wards found
soma Of the leaves scattered II ;ae bAcs
yard-De,roit Free Pres.