The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1891-01-24
BOWSER AGAIN,
Bowser Wrestles with u Base-Burner Stove
The Stove Comes Out On Top.

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burner in the front hall to keep it at
a comfortable temperature during the
winter, and when spring came nothing
was said about moving the stove. 1t
was not in the way. We had no place
to move it, and when summer came
Mr.. Bowser having said nothing about
a removal, l felt perfectly assured that
he would leave that stove alone. Great
was my CONSERVATION, therefore, when
he suddenly observed the other even
ing, as we rested on the front steps:
Well, well, but how absent minded
l have become Why didn't you call
my attention to The fact that the coal
stove had not been moved out of the
| hall2
Because it is to be left there.
Not much People must have
thought US queer family to leave it
there as long as we nave.
Mr.. Bowser, that stove is not IN the
way, and it is not any eye sore. b.
sides, we have no place to store it.
Il goes to the barn, Of course.
1t would be the most foolish thing
you could do.
Humph How would it look to
have a snow shovel standing on each
side of our front door with the ther-
m )meter at ninety five degrees IN the
shade2 One must have an eye out
for consistency and the eternal fitness
Of things.
Well, if you are determined to move
it, if you will move it in spite OF my
protests. send up couple of men to-
morrow and have it over with.
Send up nothing Do you suppose
I'm going to pay some one two dollars
to lift that stove out when | can do it
myself with twist of the wrlsi2 I'll
have it out of the way in ten minutes.
Mr.. Bowser, you can no more move
that stove than | Can fly.
Can't l.? | can do it with one hand
tied behind me, and I'll so right at it.
l argued and entreated but Ii was
OF no use. 1t was a dreadfully warm
evening, and Mr.. Bowser was painting
as he sat flaming himself, but what did
he do but walk IN and prepare for the
struggle. | felt that ought to make
one last appeal, and l followed him
and said :.
Mr., Bowser, if you wont touch the
stove tonight I'll make big pitcher OF
ice-cold lemonade.
Lemonade Nonsense One would
think from the way you talk that | was
going to murder somebody. Just sit
right here and enjoy the cool breeze
while l skip the stove out, III get the
wheelbarrow and take it to the barn.
Mr.. Bowser, remember that | pro-
test.
Certainly ! You are the great Ameri-
can protestor, any way. II l killed a
fly you would protest.
went back to the steps, knowing
we'll what would happen, but l felt that
| had done my duty. l heard him
fussing around for awhile, and then he
muttered.
She's purity hefty, but she's got to
come out O. this.
Ten seconds later there was wild
whoop, and when l got into the hall
Mr.. Bowser stood on one foot and was
shaking the other in the air, while the
top Of the stove lay on the floor. He
had pulled it off at the first grab.
Observation-Disclosures Jewhlt-
lakeland Texas-and Jemins, he was
yelling as he waved his foot aloft.
Didn't tell you7 qleried as l
looked at him.
No never You never said word,
not word.
No!IIl take it out Of here if | die
for it.
Mr.. Bowser, this pig headed obstl-
macy of yours will surely lead TO-
But he made jump at me, and l
fed back to the front steps and waited
in suspense and terror for the climax.
1t was prolonged for about ten minu-
tes. Mr.. Bowser had decided to 60
slow and avoid another accident. He
took off all the loose parts, removed
his coat, vest, collar and cuffs, dropped
the suspenders off his shoulders, and l
plainly heard him spit on his hands aud
erowl.
None of the Bowser family was ever
yet downed by a coal stove, and It's
too late 10 begin now
Another man would have removed
the legs first. He didn't think OF 1t,
but undertook to move the stove as
one moves barrel standing on end.
He had progressed about five feet
when there was a sound which fright
ened the whole neighborhood. My
first impression was that the ginger ale
factory in the alley had exploded and
driven up against the kitchen. My
next was that British gun-boat had
slipped around from the Behring sea
and dropped four hundred pound
shell on the roof of our house to Offset
MIR RovSer'S assertions that we were