Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-03-13

man. Thero Is no such word as can't in
 my vocabulary, I shall quit smoking.
 have quit. Tho 8 which have heretofore wasted, and worse than wasted, will herc-
 after be handed to you every Saturday. It | will buy your hats, hosiery and gloves. For tho last l5 years have been an idiot. | I am an idiot no lonCcr.'
 II wouldn't try to break on all at
 once, sh" replied as Inc promcnadcd | around the ruum
 That swhrrc my strength of character will come in, Mrs Bowscr No man can break oT habit by degrees. have put my foot down, and thCrC it will stay. l will conquer or die and don't expect to | die As l had neglected to state the doc | tor gave mo something to tako thrce times
 a day to remove the desiro to smoke | will now take tho first dose. Havc the | girl bring mo mp n little water in glass |" "You-you won't blame moi" queried Mrs. BOwscr as she pressed the button. "Blame fiddlcsticksl That's a nice way to encourage a husband to preserve his
 health and savo moneyl How can blame yous contract tho habit of smoking ten | cigars a day. 1 am a fool. I make up my mind to smoke no moro. get over being
 a fool. What is there to blame you aboutt' But every time you have tried it before you have"-
 Never tried it before-nevcrl I am | now trying for the first and last time. Here goes for tho dose. A-h-hl That iu-
 stantly quiets the craving for the wecdl Ten thousand dollars saved and ten years
 added to my life''
 Mrs Bowser had no word of encourage
 ment Sho had been through the mill | about 20 times, and tho result had always l been tho same. MT. Bowser sat down | again and tried to road, got up and wan | dered around the house, was moody and taciturn for the next two hours and when ready for bed complained of cramps and dizziness He dropped to sleep soon after tumhling into bed, however, and it was midnight before his doleful sighs and groans aroused Mrs. Bowscr. Shc lay quiet and lot him go on and was not at all sur prisod when he finally crort carefully out of bed, fumbloIl around in n drawer of his dresser for n cigar, and having lighted the weed sat down by tho open window and puffed and gruntcd in his enjoyment. "Mr. Bowscr," she suddenly broke in on him, 'you arc a desperate manr' He gave sudden start but sank back in hopes she was talking in her sleep. You will conquer or diel For 15 years you have been an idiotr'
 He was fairly caught, and for a minute he made no reply. Then he suddenly re-
 membered that thero was a loophole for escape, and he walked over to the bed and lowered above her and said:
 Woman, were you silly enough to be- lieve didn't see through your perfldious schemeg''
 What perfidious schemef'
 Never you mindl It was as clear to me as daylight, and would have been an idiot to fall into the trapl This is the last
 hair that breaks the camel's back, Mrs
 Bowsorl Tomorrow your lawyer can call upon my lawyerl''
 But what forg''
 "To see about the divorce and alimonyl
 have reached tho limitI That's all Any further discussion can bo confined to our respective attorneysr'
 And having silenced and crushed Mrs.
 BOwser after the usual fashion he smoked
 three cigars in succession and tumbled
 back into bed with his good nature fully restored and a wish that 1t were morning, so he could keep right on smoking all day.