West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1892-10-20
THE BoWsER BABY.
Mr.. Bowser Tries to Take Care Of
the Infant.

see Mrs. swift Tor few minutes, -
said Mrs. Bowscr to her licge lord,
who sat reading his paper.
" You can 90 as we'll as not" he
replied.
" If the baby wakes up do you
think you can take care of him ?"
Certainly. Run right along
and stay as long as you will"
off he should wake up, which he
probably won't, you
"I'll have him asleep again in
two winks. Don't you worry about
us. 1t would be mighty curious
father who couldn't take care of his
own baby for quarter of an hour"
You won't be impatient with
him ?" she asked as she was ready
to go.
eco on. I'm the most patient
man on the face of this earth, and
you know it . One would think
from the way you talk that | was
in the habit of pounding him
against the walls
Young Bowser was asleep in the
baby carriage in the back parlor.
Mrs. Bowscr had been gone just
three minutes when he became rest
less, and Mr.. Bowser pushed the
carriage around and began singing,
" want TO be an angel" lie had
just begun the third line when the
kid opened his eyes and sat up.
" How speedily child recognizes
the presence of its father, even if
fast asleep :" said Mr.. Bowser as he
tcnderIy gazcd ut his offspring.
" Mrs. Bowscr imagincs she's the
only person on earth who knows
how to handle this young IN. but
III show her that. -
The kid suddenly put up a lip
and uttered dismal wall.
"Just SOL see-want to come to
your fathers arms. All right, my
boy-come along"
lie extended his arms with a
smile, but the wall broke into n
howl and the child began kicking.
" Don't want to get up. ell p? All
right, my blossom. Cuddle down
and think of angels while | push
you around and sing 'The Old
Kentucky Home What on earth
is all this row about ?"
The kids kicks became more
vigorous and his ycll's more enthu-
slastic, while his face turned n
strawberry color and his eyes bulged
out.
" Probably takes me for stran,
CT, and I'd better lift him up and
convince him to the contrary" mnt-
tered Mr.. Bowser as he proceeded
to carry out the idea.
The child kicked and struggled
and yelled, and though Mr.. Bowser
went galloping around the room and
yelled &" Hi! Hi =" he failed to pro
ducc a diversion. lie stood before
the mirror and bounced the child
up and down, but it was no go. lie
sat down to rock, but the yells be-
came shrieks.
" Swallowe l tumble or a spool
or the tack hammer, probably, and
! wants turning upside down. I've
told Mrs. BOwscr more than a mil
lion"--
TIE kid was turned head down
ward, but no thimblc or spool or
tack hammer was dislodged from
bis gnllct II lie had shyly swal.
lowed q section Of garden hose or n
coal scuttle it was too late To recoy-
cr them. When this fact became
apparent, Mr.. Bowser changed ends
with him and began to canter
around. lie jumped over a chair.
/ Jumped upon the lounge and of
again, kicked footstool bali way
70 the ceiling and rushed back and
forth through the japanese curtains
iu way which took three or four
strands with MIN every time. The
I boy Jet up for q minute, but only
to get better hold. When he
turned on steam again he lifted the
ncighJors OF their chairs. and every
hair on Mr. BJwsors head stood on
end.
" Consarn him, but what on
earth is the matter =" shoutod tho
father ls be tossed him IN eycry
direction. "I3I bet = dollar to y