The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-01-10
You didn't send up any," replied.
Nothing came but the meat"
by the great two-humped camel. but

NOLnlug came DuL the meat.
by the great two-humped camel. but
He suddenly felt in his vest pocket, and
there was the list of groceries! With that
he took up the carving knife and fork and
began to carve the meat 1t didn't carve.
He bore down and sawed away, and finally
laid the knife down and said;
IN s. B WISER, is that piece Of rhinoce-
ros or beef9"
''It's neck piece of beef, Mr.. Bowser.
When buy 'em for mince pie l boil the
meat about two days. You sent it for
roast. and the cook has roasted ID.
He turned very white and kicked the
cat from under the table, and our dinner
was slim and unpleasant one. After get
ting on his hat and overcoat he went out to
see the cook, and, as he appeared in the
kitchen door, she said:
There's no butter for supper and want
you to send up some tomatoes for soup, two
iron spoons, package of stove polish, some
silver soap, ellspice, oyster crackers and
bluing. Here's list"
DO you pretend TO say we want all those
thingsm he demanded.
YES, and many more. l never worked
in place before where had so little to do
| with. If you'll send up man and an ak
| I'll have that beef cut up cold for supper"
could hear Mr.. Bowser breathing thirty
feet distant, and one of his shoe strings
broke with a loud snap, but he went out of
the house without exploding. In the after
noon the things came up-all but the tea
and butter. At supper time the cook made
coffee. Mr.. Bowser noticed it as we sat
| down, and, snuffing the aroma, heremarked;
Doesn't your girl know the difference
between breakfast and support Aud where
on earth is the butterW
you didn't send up either tea or butter. II
"Whatl Mrs. Bowser, do you imagine
| I've gone crazyN
"Well, they didn't come up"
"They didn't eha Let me get to that
telephone and I'll give that Internal grocery
store somethi g to think Of for the next
| hundred years"
don't know what the grocer said to him,
but Mr.. Bowser danced up and down and
sent him to Jericho, jersey City and lots OF
other places, and wound up by saying that
he'd go to the Cape of Good Hope before
he'd ever buy another thing there. That
night 1 found the list of articles in his
po ket. He had checked off as he ordered,
bad left the tea and butter out. Next
morning before he went down town he said
to the cook:
an send up chicken to be baked and
stuffed"
At II o'clock, no chicken having appeared
she fried some bacon for dinner. Mr.. Bow
ser didn't know i5 until he sat down. Then
ne COOk one look al bue DdCOu anu arose auO
walked out into the kitchen and asked
''Is this my house or yours?"
"What of itW answered the cook.
"Didn't l say I'd send up chickena"
''You did,
"And it was to be stuffed"
Eyes, SIR"
"Then why didn't you do itP'
"Where's the chicken, sir?'
"Where9 Gone to the cat, probably
ordered it at 8 O'Clock.
at didn't come"
"Lt didn't? Let me go to that telephone
mol Pill go down and wipe the face of the
earth with that butte Ier's carcass"
/ tried to hold him, but he broke awav and
went off, He came back in about ali hour
with his coat torn up his back, his nose
skinned, bump on his forehead, and one
eye shut up. l didn't question him, but
learned from others that the butcher got
the better of him. He hadn't ordered any
chicken. He meant to. but he never even
got OFF the car. That evening, after had
bound the third piece of raw beef on his eye
and had glycerined his ose for the fifth
time, be suddenly observed:
81 am satisfied that could run this house
just forty times better tha any woman Oh
earth, and save shillings were you save
dollars. but I've got too much on my mind
as it is, and you can go ahead with your
extravagant and disastrous career.n