Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-10-17
MR.. AND MRS. BOWSER,

was nome FRANK G. CARPENTER.
| MR.. AND MRS. BOwSER.
Some Old Recollection. Revived and De.
| nicd.
From the New York World
Il see" said Mrs. Dowser, as she sat reading
the paper the other evening, while Mr.. Bowsel
was trying to dig peg out OF his shoe-:I See
that another Brooklyn man has run away and
left his wife,
Has, eh? Well, 1 don't wonder at it." 70.
piled Mr.. Bowser.
ibid you read the item?"
''Oh. but know how it all happened. he
found out that he couldn't take bit Of comfor,
in his home, and he left it. No one knows the
misery that poor man suffered before no took
that STEP
ut doesn't say he was unhappy"
''Of course not. No husband ever gets JUS
tice. to say nothing Of pity. I'll bet he suf-
| fered thousand deaths before he walked
away to die in some lonely spot by his own
| hand"
well, dear, you'll never be driven away by
any act Of mine, -" she said as she went over and
| kissed him.
"W-what in thunder are you doing?" shouted
Mr.. Bower rs he dropped the shoe and sprang
> why, kissed you.''
well, l don't want anybody blowing into
my ears or splitting on my chin! What struck
you all at oncc2'
'There was time. Mr.. Bowser-there was
| time when
| when what?"
| when you said that il would kiss you you
would be the happiest man in the whole world"
Never Never even limited at such q thing
l wasn't that sort of a noodle head!'
"Mr. Bowser! Why. there was for three
m urh II <.,v,
mind to marry you, that you said you could
| hardly live from day to day."
waiting! you waiting! Well, that is cool
That tickles me-ha. ha! ha !" lie shouted, as
| he held his sides.
| Eyes, waiting"
| "Why-ha !-ha !-ha you said YES so
mighty quick you bit your tongue in doing it
The idea OF me pining and wasting away be-
cause feared you would say no!''
| do YOU remember the pet name you used to
| call me?" she asked.
| pet nonsense
"You called me your red wild rose"
| hed wild pigweed! Are you getting soft in
| the head Mrs. BOwser?'
1T seems curious to me-" she continued,
| without noticing his sarcasm, that when a
young man is counting girl no enc can make
him believe that she is not perfect angel.
He can't work days nor sleep nights for think
ing OF her, and the sight Of her mile away sets
his heart to beating like an engine"
1T does ell? 1t might be the case of a
spoony young noodle-head, but it wouldn't
with sensible fellow. 1 never lost any sleep
| on your account"
NEARLY all your letters to me wero dated
anywhere from midnight to o'clock in the
| morning. and"
| Never! Never wrote you q letter except in
the afternoon, when hadn't anything to 10
and wanted to use up half-an-hours time," re-
+ piled AIR. Bowser.
''And every one Of them speaks of how
| lODaly md With xvba So
patlons you looked forward to your next call -
| Lonely! Joyous anticipations I'd be apt
| to be lonely when there were dozen or more
mighty good-looking girls after me. wouldn't! r.
the average husband does change" observed
Mrs: Bow or, as II speaking to herself
YES that's it. You hunted me down and
got me to marry you, and now you are irving
to make my home happy. II you are feeling
catnip tea
Husbands talk abous happy homes" she
continued, as she looked the paper over, .'but
wha! do they do to make it happy"
"les. pitch into husbands! growled Mr.
| Bowser. as he swept over the shoepeg anu
savasely kicked at the cat, which came to rub
herself against his leg.
while they are counting they are all smiles
| and soft talk. but the honeymoon is no sooner
over than they stand revealed in their true
| cOors."
keep pitching right in, Mrs. Bowser
Nothing like a fanlt-fuding wife 70 make home
pleasant!
do you remember that Fourth of JUL even
| ing when VIC sat on the veranda? she asked
| Il shall always remember what you said that
night and how much the situation affected
| you.
Affected me! What Oh earth are you talk
ing abouty'
you took my hand in yours, Mr.. Bowsei..
and you asked me to please try and learn to
love you.'
Never! II you'd swear to that on xtee n
family Bibles wouldn believe it"
"You said that life was but a dreary waste
to you before l crossed your path, and
| Il never did-never! never. neverw he
shouted as he sprang up. NO one but you
ever charged me with being an idiot or a
| lunatic!'
| Mr.. Bowser, didn't you say that if didn t
marry you you'd surely kill yourself?''
| Didn't you once show me some baking
| powder in pill box and tell me it WAS strych-
nine, and that you'd take it if I married any
| one else?'
Mover! Never cared two cents whether you
| married me or not"'
| And you deny that when father came out
| one evening and threw YOU on the stoop and
told you never to come back that you wrote
Threw me OF the stoop! Your father
| BY the great hornspoon, but this il too much
Mrs. Eowser Threw me! I'd like to have
seen the whole caboodle Of your relations throw
me of sto0p!'
Perhaps you don't remember how You used
to compare my eyes to stars and tell me that it
would oe the one effort OF your lite to make
me happy
Eyes! Stars! The idea Of my talking any
such bosh! ] came home expecting to spend
u happy evening in the bosom OF my family
aud you've gone and knocked it ail over That .
the way with the tarnal womsn-always
kicking and complaining about something"
~, There was time when you used to pet me,
That's il! Keep right on harping on that
same old string! II q husband don't tell his
wife forty times day that she's his shining
star shes ready to kick and make his home
miserable. may be driven out any day now.
Eve seen 1t coming for the last two years, but l
was helpless. I'm going to lock up and go to
bed. Goodnight. Mrs. Bowssrr'
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Ups and Downs Of Chicago Life.
| Correspondence Of tho AuSpsta ChFontcle,
One OF tho queer things about Chicago is the
sudden changes In wealth aud social station
going on all the time.
"Whsthas become Of George So" Iasked
one OF our mutual friends ''The last knew
OF him be was getting go week on tho Tri-
1 PA af haiv <s~,A