Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1892-10-07


aud the handle of the mower just missed
his chin on an upper cut.
"Struck post, eh3" he muttered, as
he Investigated and found QUE rising
about six inches out of the earth.
THAT'S all right, however. didn't
expect to NOW down posts as well US
grass. Seems as if my muscle was york
ing up little already"
He lodged the post aud headed TO,
the back fence, aud his counteuance had
just begun to beam again when there
was n great Gathering and the machine
stopped.
"Oyster cans!" he growled, as he
kicked two or three out of the grass.
"She's probably watching me, and she's
probably tickled half to death, but I'd
NOW this yard if it was full of deadly
| torpedoes."
He reached the fence without further
mishap. leaving trail behind him as
crooked as a serpent's, but at the first
dash ne made on his return journey
something happened again. The ma.
chine stopped with bump, and Mr..
Bowser pitched forward over the
handle and brou ght up in heap on the
ground.
"Now, hope to never draw: another.
breath if 1 don't slaughter somebody for
tbis!" he yelled rs soon as he could ges,
his breath. >i:s,'
He was going to jump up and kick
somebody or something, but it occurred
to him that Mrs. Bowser might lie look
ing, and he sat up and looked around
and pretended to rest.
Nothing could be seen OF Mrs. Bowscr,
however, aud after couple of minutes
he got up and moistcned his hands for IL
| fresh start. Everything went rs smooth
as grease for the next twenty feet.
Then the mower picked up hundred
feet of stoveplpe wire and waited for
results.
"That woman's hand again !" hoarsely
whispered Mr.. Bowser, as he saw what
was the matter; "but wouldn't give in
now if knew that death WAS two rods
ofrl"
1t took him ten minutes TO clear away
the wire. When this had been accom-
plishcd he pulled off his coat and vest,
glanced up ut all the back windows, and
there was dangerous light i'll his eye as
he gripped the handle, drew long
breath, and went ahead. AT the fifth
step Dlr. Bowser's right foot found
post hole, and followed it up until he
fell forward on his stomach and plowcd
along the grass. His first thought wa.
to get up and kick both line fences
down and make bonfire of the spin.
tiers, but as he slowly reached his feet n
/ haitian ;1o, ,oorrrnl IN hin, IT,, ,>;ol.oS
up the mower by the handle and raised
it over his head, and pounded the earth
with it until nothing but the handle was
left. Then he gathered up wheels, cogs,
ratchets, flues, pullcys, cylinder heads.
and low water indicators, and tossed
them over the back fence and walked
into the house. Mrz. Bowser sat read
ing, and looked very innocent and hum
bic, but he was not to be deceived.
Standing before her in his sternest atti-
tude he said:
"Mrs. Bowscr, there is an easier
way"
"Why, what do you meant"
''Kill me OIL! If you are so bent and
determined to get rid of me, why don't
you poison my food or cut my throat
when I'm asleep! No explanation, moi
n word! understand the situation per-
fectly, and nothing you can say will ex-
cusc dastardly Vaccinations.
''But didn't l say was"
'Never! Never said world That
will do, Mrs. Bowse- We will not dis
cuss the subject further. In the morn
ing we will seek an nicable adjustment
of difficulties, and 1 will go with you to
the train. rnere are two trains day
by which you can reach your mother,
and will telegraph her of your coming.
Our child will, of course, remain with
inc. Good night, Mrs. Bowscr. Any
suggestions you have to make had best
be put in writing and submitted tue
first thing in the morning. Grad,