Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-01-12
MIR. BoWsER,s coURTsH1P.
Mrs. Bowser's Version of 1t, Fortified by
an Old Diary.


MR.. BOWsER's C0URTsHIP.
Mrs. Bowser's Version of 1t, Fortified by
an Old Diary.
Detroit Free Pressl
"Now for an evening of solid comfort !"
said Mr.. Bowser the other evening as he
fell INTO his easy chair and cut the pages
of magazine. "Mrs Bowser, do you ever
realize how blessed we are?"
"Yes, indeed"
"While others fall by the wayside We
are spared"
"Yes.n
"While others quarrel and bicker and
seek the divorce Courts, we love the
stronger every day"
eyes"
He got up and came over and kissed me,
and upon returning to his chair seemed
lost in reflection for a moment, then he
continued:
"How curious life is Do you remem-
Der the day first saw your"
81 shall never forget it."
81 was on horseback, you remember, and
you stood on the veranda of your fathers
house."
"You are trife mistaken, dear The
|
and l shall never forget the picture you
presented as you approached the house.
at first l took you for -"
"What! A horse throw me off" he in
terrupted.
Certainly. Don't you remember how
father"
'Mrs. Bowser, are you crazy? | 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 fshed it out. Don't you
remember how our negro Tom scraped the
mud off OF your"
"Not by a long-shotl No niger ever
scraped me down! You must be thinking
of that yellowhaired dude you used to go
with"
We were both silent for time. and |
hoped it was the last of it. Ny expert
ence, 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 raw spot
with the majority of them after the honey
moon is over. But Mr.. Bowser was not
satisfied After four or five minutes he
broke out with:
"It's curious what Ounce a man can
make of himself with his eyes wide open."
"Y-e.sw
"The idea that I should ever fall in love
with youw
"Or 1 with your
He glared at me over the top of his
book, and there was another painful 81
lence, broken at last by his saying;
"WelI, Pll admit that l was in love !;
but Hatter myself that didn't exhibit
anv schoolboy nonsense"
"You were Just like any other young
man in love, Mr.. Bowser They have al
ways been that way, and always will be,
and it's no discredit to them"
ado you mean to say 'mooned around
like calf" he demanded.
81 don't know how calves 'moon,' as you
term il, but you wanted to hold my hand,
put your arm around me, and"
"Hold your hand-neverw
"But you did p
''Never-neverp
"Mr. Bowser, l have one of my old
diaries. Wait until | get it."
"Not much You can't produce no old
diaries nor forged documents on me
anticipated an evening of solid comfort,
and you can see how it has turned out Is
it any wonder that so many husbands seek
the saloons and gambling of an
evening"
At this moment the cook called me out
to ask what she should prepare for break
fast, and quarter of an hour later, when
| returned to the back parlor, Mr. Bowser
seemed deeply interested in his reading
was glad of this, for felt bit conscience
stricken, but l scarcely got seated when he
asked:
"Was Emma Davis here today"
eyes"
''How was she looking?"
every well. | wanted her to stay until
you came home, but she had to go at
o'clock. She asked to be remembered to
YOU.
eyes; 1 hope she has fully forgiven me-"
"What for, Mr.. Bowser?"
"You know"
81 haven't the slightest idea"
ala. hal ha. What dissemblers women
are. 1t was always a sore point with you,
though you would never admit it. How
you do blush-hal hal har'
"Mr Bowser, what do you refer tor
"Why, there's no doubt that the dear girl
once fondly expected to be Mrs. Bowser."
Nonsense
''What?"
Nonsense
"You say that simply for revenge, but
know better. We were as good as engaged
when met you"
Trash, sir. She was engaged to Jack
Smith long before you ever saw her, and
they are to be married as soon as his time
is ont in the navy. Don't hatter your
self that she has anything laid up against
you"
"Mrs Bowserp he began, as he got up
and crossed his hands under his coat-tails,
"do you know who you are talking to ?"
81 do"
"You are talking to man who could |
have been Emma Davis husband two years
ago"
"I'll prove to the contrary"
"How?"
''By one of my old diaries"
Diaries again. Always holding some
thing over me. Now, produce | want |
to see one Of those diaries you talk about" |
ran upstairs and got them out of one !
Ol MI. DONeSl . OlN DOOloj III hIlSn htSp 4
them for safety. There were two of them,
each for separate year, and as l came
down with them he looked puzzled and |
stammered:
"W-vhy, I-I-thought I"
Eyes, you thought you had burned them,
but you were mistaken. The books you |
got hold of the other Sunday when l was
at church were two old receipt books of /
no particular value. / found everything
turned topsy-turvy, and l knew what you
had been up to-"
"Mrs. Bowser, +"
"Waitl Let us look up the Emma
Davis matter Here it is. Under date of
the 10th of July | write: Dear Emma
was over to-day to congratulate me on my
engagement, though she added that if
Bowser was the last man on earth she |
would not have married him. She says
his hair reminds her of pumpkins, and that
his legs seem to he badly warped. The
dear girl also"
"Stopw shouted Mr. Bowser, his face as
white as death.
"Yes, dear, but you made a certain as