The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1892-11-05
The BOWsers.


talk as mach as you will, Mrs.
Bowser, but there's no place like
home. ] pity men who have no
,homes.'
al am glad you like to spend
your evenings at home" she replied.
ayes, this is meet" musingly con-
.tinued Mr.. Bowser, as he spread
out his feet and rubbed his hands.
81 feel in the mood for regular
old fashioned visit tonight. Hus-
band and wife should never grow
old to each other. | think they
ought to sit down now and then
aud sort of renew their courtship."
81 think so, too, and l know it
would be better for both"
81 was reading an article in n
newspaper the other day, which
said that honeymoon founded on
love should never eud. l think
ours was founded on lQve."
EYES," replied Mrs. Bowser, 81
think it was. Don't you remember
how you used to say you would
willingly jump over Niagara Falls
for me? During the last three
months off,
"Do you mean to say that / ever
la, 4 m
preston as that ?" demanded Mr..
Bowser, suddenly reused to II state
of activity.
."Certainly, dear For the last
three months of our courtship you
came over to the house three times
n day, and you said"-
MRS. Bowser, what are you talk
ing about?" he shouted, as he rose
up with beautiful blush on his
cheeks. "I might have called two
or three times II week in answer to
your urgent requests, but don't try
to make out that 1 had no more
.oClioS Gllull a. puIlphlIIi
81 remember one evening in par
ticular," she said, as if to herself.
."There was full moon, and the
sky was without cloud. We sat
on the piazza, and you insisted on
holding my hand"
"Not much, Mrs. Bowser! It's a
heap more likely that you wanted
me to hold it! Yes, l remember
,now--you put up job so that [
was obliged to hold itw
GAS you were holding my hand
you wondered if there were lovers
in the moon, and you said that l
was the silvery orb to light your
pathway through years to come"
"Silverv nonsense! Lovers in the
moon! Are you trying to make
out that l didn't know enough to
get under wagon shed when it
rained? 1t was put up job on me
all the way through, and you ought
to be glad to keep still about It'll"
"Another evening"" she went on,
never minding him, 1--WE were stroll
ing in the garden. You had been
quiet for long time. I asked you
what you were thinking of, and
you put your arms around me and
said you realized how unworthy
you were, but you would make
every effort to render my life hap
py. l saw tears in your eyes"
"Mrs. Bowser, are you talking to
to 2" he demanded, as he bob
bed up again.
"Certainly dear"
"And you mean to say that I
passed any such remark as thatw
"Of course"
"Never! Never! Never! Un-
worthy of you! The idea! Tears
in my eyes! You'd better consult
a doctor about the top of your head!
Like other young men under SINH
lar circumstances, might have
been little fiat, but I never acted
the part of an idiotw
speaking about honeymoons,"
said Mrs. Bowser, as she looked in
to vacancy, "don't you remember
the evening mother came out on
the piazza and found you kneeling
at my feet?"
at was the night old MIR. Pritch-
ards horse backed off the bridge
and killed him."
~ never heard of old Mr.. Pritch-
ard or old Mr.. Pritchard's old horse
or old bridgeW
at was about an hour before we
got word Of the accident" quietly
continued Mrs. Bowser. ave sat
on the piazza listening to the whip
poorwills. You kept signing. By
and by you knelt at my feet, took
one of my hands in both of yours
and said that our honeymoon would
last forever. When mother came
put and caught you, you pretended
to be looking all around for a lost
nickel. Don't you remember ?"
"Mrs. BIB BOWsprw gasped Mr..