West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1891-11-19
BlCKERING BOWSER
AND THE HARD TIMES HIS
WIFE HAS.
He Goes Out With His Day Shirt
Over His Night Shirt, Which He
Forgot to Remove, And Then
Blames Mrs. Bowser With
Playing a Joke On
Him

- 80 ~ aANlho On NHt
chap who made this shirt for about
a minute !" exclaimed Mr.. Bowser
the other morning as he showed
away from the breakfast table.
Anything wrong?" queriod
Mrs. Bowscr.
Anything wrong2 Would l
complain if there wasn't something
wrong? F? Does any husband ever
complain until the last straw breaks
the camel's back ? It's all lunches
and bunches and bundles -
But it was only yesterday you
were saying what an elegant at this
last lot were"
Never SAID anything Of the
sort Fact is | never had shirt
that fit me within forty rods, and
never expect to have, and it's the
same with collars"
"There is surely something
wrong this morning." she said, as
she made closer inspection. "'Let
me get you another collar"
"It would only be the same. |
suppose it's my fate to go through
life with shirt all hunched up be-
tween my shoulders and collar
saving my ears of | suppose
there arc wives who pay some little
attention to their husbands com
forts, but -
"Mr. Bowser, you ordered those
SHIRTS yonrself !" she interrupted.
Certainly"
"You were satisfied with them!'
eyes"
"They set perfectly lovely"
" Well"
" Then what have / to do with
it p,
Mrs. Bowser," he calmly
observed, as he arose and assumed
his fayorite pose, "there are such
things rs button. holes in shirts.
There are bands and yokes and
seams. A shirt may go into a
bureau folded in an intelligent
manner, or it may be rnflled and
crumpled and spoiled. A wifely
wife looks out fer these things. A
wife who doesn't care two cents for
her husbands comfort doesn't con-
Germ herself about such trines.
Good morning, Yrs. Bowscr -
lie hadn't been gone balf an
hour when Mrs. Bowser was looking
high and low for his nightshirt. It
couldn't be found. 1t had dsap-
peared Off the face Of the earth,
leaving not even a button behind.
When ne came up to lunch she
said
"Mr. Bowser, I can't find your
night-shirt.'
al presume not !" he calmly
replied, "some houses have head
and a system and the night-shirt
don't get mixed UP with the pota-
toes down cellar ~
"But ! don't believe you took it
off this morning. You put your
day shirt on over It, and that's the
reason you had such trouble"
Mrs. Bowser. il you wish to
infer that I'm an idiot, just speak
night out in plain language -
roared Mr.. Bowser across the
table.
"But you might do such a
thing"
$50 the Hudson river might run
into Lake Erie It's far more
likely that you carried that shirt
mp in the garret or down cellar. 7
shouldn't be surprised to fnd the
girl using it for dust-rag in the
Kitchen -
Mr.. Bowser you've got that
shirt on ] know it, III dare
you to remove your collar - she
exclaimed
" ] have SAID that this house had
no system" he slowly replied as he
rose from the table. "To prove
that 7 am right I will take off my
collar and unbutton the band Of
my shirt. Now, then, are you
satisfied that it is owing to your
want Of attcntion-"
" You've got it on - she inter
rupted, as she pulled at the band
Of his uight.shirt.
1t cant be :"
But here it is. You forgot 10
take 1t OF -