The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1891-10-17

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One tsY Mr.. Doercr hrourht homs =
n1.@1I c1|fscrrw which 1on. mir IA
cII him. anI Nh D1n.er s..r hIN dit1
m,6 waiIookkSk A week IsISr aitsf
wandering around The house for half a.
hour one evening. be hhlted before hxr and
ssid:
-ru Be- hanged n don't re, some chain.
and padlocks and see II ] can't have thinrrs
icit where put themf'
what b Il nowrr
Il brought home a can opener 4 few
days ago and left il on bracket In the
dining room It's gone. OF course-prob-
ably given away to some big, lazy trnmpi
It's wonder W have = thing len in this
honner'
"A can openert''
-YeN can opener n you never heard
Of can opener IN hire some one 10 write
You out history Of Il L was invented 70
open cans
"why. We hare two or three in the
kitchen, Do ron mean a can openerl''
4 don't mean windmills Or threshing
machines"
-Yom had Il In pink papery''
"YeA ma'am
IL was the day the man fixed the CATER"
lit was
well. NV you drop il in than van
pocket. and ii T. corkscrew and not Z
can opener. 4
Il III il. chr Perhaps don't know i hitch
ing post from the city hall. he growled,
u De reached Tor the parcel and unrolled
It. Il was corkscrew 1t could only be
used ~ a corkscrew. Il was made and sold
for a corkscrew.
Didn't tell your" queried Mrs. Bowser.
"Tell me what Told me IL was a cork
screw. and it's a can opener, just as said
| Il vast
Its corkscrewr
Its can openeri''
And as long rs Mr.. Bowser draws the
breath OF life he will stick to it. because he
said so in the first place
| Like other husbands Mr.. Bowser Is
greatly worried over the safety of his wal
| let while around the house. He has an
idea that Mrs Bowser would give ten years
Of her life to get that wallet In her hands
| for about two minutes, and that she lies
awake good share Of every night in the
\ year wondering where he hid Il when he
went to bed. He makes it a religious duty
to conceal 1t every night and TO count over
| his funds the first thing in the morning.
| One morning, strange as 1t may seem, he
| left the house without taking his wallet,
which he had hidden the night before
under the bureau. He had been gone
about an hour when there was a great
clatter on the front steps, the door few
open and he rushed into the back parlor
and stood before Mrs. Bowser.
She was so upset that she could only
i family gasp;
"Mr. Bowser. Is mother deadi"
Mother deadr' he yelled in reply.
What do | know about your motherf
Mrs. Browser. I've been robbedp
Nor
And in my own house at thatl Some
time during the night some one got out Of
bed and stcle my walIetr'
"impossiblel Was it In your coatH
I'VE ell. no-not exactly. For fear of bur
! glars p
"Yor whati she asked. as he hesitated
and looked confused.
&c rushed up stairs, and she followed N
time to see him pull the wallet from under
the dresser.
.Then you were not robbedi" she tartly
observed
"N-no-not quite; not this time. But let
this be great moral lesson to you, Mrs.
Bowser. never TO neddle with my wallet.
That's something no husband will put up
4 with
Il never touched your old walletr
And see that you never dol And don't
talk back, Mrs. Bowser. You have had a
very narrow escape, and you ought to be
thankful for livery thankful. Some
think you understand me. and think
/ ho mil mot ha lost on U-M