Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-08-14

Tore ner eyes as she looked around the room, and the sidcboard and buffet seemed to be taking d waltz together. She even lodged d little, as if expecting the ceiling to fall upon her head.
 "W6ll," said MT. .Bowser as he final ly showed back from the table, that's the best breakfast I've had ill year. If every husband ill this world had as good wife to oversee his home as I have life would he one long, happy day. I sec you have cut the gas bill down a dollar over last month, and never saw coal last as it has of late. I want you to know that appreciate thcso things. Whats tho matter, lear:'
 ''I-Ivc got a wrctchCd headache !" she whispered in reply. It was fib, but the recording angel never even dipped her pen in the ink.
 "Too bad, puss-t0o bad r' he sOoth- inGly said as he chucked her under the chin and gave her kiss Well, tra- Ia until lunch time Hope you Il feel bet ter then.
 Tn" minute tho front dnor closed on him Mrs Bowser tumblcd on the lounge and gave way to her feelings. The cook II upon hrr and exrlaimcd:
 "Wrll, if I had q husband who'd give me a blast before leaving the house I'd have d divorce in six weekS Why don't you get up and assert your rights and make him knuckle?"
 MT Bow -wuw-ser is the best hus- band on earth-the very best !' sobbed Mrs. BowSrr
 Rats! I'd break every bone in his body if he belonged to me. I've heard him take ou and scold and jaw and kick Ovur chairs ;tlId throw towels around Lo- c4lst Or,> < his suspCudtrs busted o0 him, or he fell down mile from home and knocked d heel off his shoe. Some | folks think the cook has her ears ill the oven all the *ime, but don't you believe | it. Take my advice and spunk right up. " Mrs BowSer didn't try to explain any | further. She just continued the weeping business antil she got ready to stop, and ! then she got up and went around feel , ing so good that d tramp who came to the door Was given MT. BOwser's $ second best shoes and d quarter ill cash. 1 At noon, when Mir Bowser came up i to lunch, the ''fit' was still on He ac- ] ludIly klchcu up ms neelS ana acted SlO- l dy as he entered the hall. Mrs. Rowse1 met him with sweet smile, though | having an eye open for squalls, and ha put his arm around her and tried Nc waltz During lunch he got off half a dozen good jokes, praised the eatables and the way the table was spread, and capped the climax by saying:
 ''I have. tickets for the theater to- night, and you be all ready, and we'll have gay old time. What is it, sis?''
 It was that same fib again, and the recording angel passed it by as before and never heaved sigh. MT. Bowser was good at supper time. His streak lasted all the evening He never made kick at the theater nor about having his feet walked on ill the crowded car. He smiled all the way home and laughed after he got there, and Mrs. Bowser went to bed utterly conscience stricken to think that she had held MT. Bowser up to the public for three long years ill false light.
 Even his snores had a beautiful ca- dence as they floated out over the foot board and knocked the splinters off the darkness. She was dreaming of pansies, lilies, angels and all that when sleep overlook her. When she ffwoke, it was