The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1891-03-06
Mr.. AND MRS. BOWSER.
Mrs. B. Tells a Wonderful Story of
Surprises.

Detroit Free Press
1t has been fortnight of sur
prises to me, and [ hardly expect
the public to believe what l am
about to relate.
The other morning, as we were
seated at breakfast, Mr.. Bowser
suddenly observed:
"You don't look exactly well,
Mrs. Bowser, and it has worried
me for the last three or four days.
Are you ailing?"
cts that that same tooth, you
know" 1 replied. "I think the fill
ing will have to come out and the
work be done over again"
"Too bad! If there's any thing
on earth to make one miserable, it
is the to0thache. I'll go down with
you this afternoon if you wish"
/ looked up at him in the great
est amazement. Mr.. Bowser is not
a cold-hearted husband, but, like
SO many others, he is prone to keep
much of his tenderness and most of
his praise for himself. Ninety-nine
times out of hundred his reply
would have been:
"Tooth aching again, eh? Well,
if you don't know any better than
to get your feet wet or to sit in a
draught, you must take the conse-
quences. I've got sixteen hollow
teeth and yet none of them ever
ache"
Mr.. Bowser's kindness and solic-
itude surprised me and touched my
heart, but there was more to come.
When he was ready to go down
town he asked;
"Any thing | can send up from
the drug store? No? Well, bet
ter make up your mind to go down
to the dentists this afternoon. My!
but how that boy of our does grow!
And, say, | have been watching
him for the past few days, and |
must praise you for the tidy man
ner in which you dress him, and
for his respectful and genteel man
ners. So long, little one home by
twelve"
Well, [ stood and looked after
him, and then [ sat down and star
ed at the wall, and then [ tumbled
on the lounge and began to boo
hoo like a girl who had lost hel
first beau. The cook came in and
caught me at it, and raising hel
hands to heaven, she exclaimed:
"Pigs and pipersl but he's beer
walking all over you again! Ii
had such a husband I'd put rats ii
his bed!"
1t was no use to tell her that ]
was crying because MI. Bowsel
had not walked all over me, ant
she Withdrew declaring that she
almost felt it her duty to mix rougl
on rats with his pudding.
In day or two there was .anoth
er surprise. At noon Mr.. Bowset
observed:
"You havn't been out of th,
house an evening for two weeks
Suppose we go to the theatre to
night?"
[ looked at him in wonder.
cts a play l know we shall boil
enjoy, and we'll take Harry along
He's old enough to realize some
thing about it, and he won't be TIN
least bother"
"Do you mean that we shall al
go-go- 60
"Go to the theater, Mrs. Bowsel
Just make your arrangements ac
cordingly."
When he had gone l stood uI
and shed tears. Then | sat dow
and cried. Then I fell over on tn
y lounge and indulged in some NOR
boo-hoo, and ! hadn't got throug.
z when the lady next door ran in c
an errand and caught me, and e2
a claimed:
+ "Mrs. Bowser, | wouldn't stan
S it another dayl I'd get up and a;
y y sert my independence even if | ha
4 !. to go out and do washing at fft
i cents a day! The idea of that ma
q sitting down on you the way h
in does is something shameful"
Ii. We went to the theater, and Nj
4. n Bowser praised the play, the actor
the house, and everything else. II
= even permitted five different mel
who had forgotten to bring the,