Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1896-07-10
The Bowsers' Troubles

In a recent sketch tt was related no,
Farmer Bowser set out to NOV an
didn't make a bowling success Of tn
operation. After thinking the matte
over he decided that |. would be bette
10 pillow up the yard than 20 NOV tn,
grass, and he made his arrangement
without saying ANYTHING TO Mrs. Bowser
After breakfast a day or two later a
neighbor made HIS appearadce with
yoke of oxen and plow, and as Mrs
Bowser caught sight Of the outfit she
aeked
why, are you going 70 have blowing
lone this time o. YEAR,"
Il am going 10 de- little blowing,
Mrs. Bowser, and don't know the time
9 year has anything to do with It. I
want e get this yard II shape and have
some needed exercise at the same time ="
'iBut what did YOU ever plow?"
Before you cut your eye teeth,
And you can manage oxeni"
Il used to pillow with FIVE yoke Of oxen
ahead Of the pillow and | guess | can
manage one pair You must keep out
Of my way and I'll rip up the clay
around here IN way 10 asto ll.h the
natives. The gamboling farmer will
now 90 forth to hold the warbling pillow
aud manage the patient OK"
'~Look here, naybur,' said the farmer
as Mr. Bowser went out to him. ashanti
4 do This bit o work fur vou7 Mebbe
you amt used to oxen and plows7'
II was driving oxen and holding
plews when was six years old" replied
Mr. Bowser with his usual modesty.
'Oh, you wasl Then you must know
all about em. What you want is the
exercise. chr"
t'That's It. came out here to work
of about So pounds of fat and get
healthy color Yelling at the oxen will
also strengthen my voice II youm
send boy up IN about half an hour he
can take the outfit home"
oIt you pillow al this yard Ia half al
hour you'll beat the whole caaoodle of
as, said the farmer as he looked the
ground over WALL III send the bov
ip, OF course, you know all about
haw' and 'gee'an
''My dear old man. smiled Mr.. Bowser,
4 used the words before had cut six
eeth, and you needn't worry In the
lightest Dror over this evening and
zee II you can and any fault with my
work
When the neighbor had gone Mrs.
3owser came out and said
s'It you'll wait till | hunt up an old
Iress I'll drive the oxen for YOU"
"Never you mind about driving any
'xen for me- ne replied as he removed
lis coat and vest. "If had as many
Iollars as acres Of ground I've plowed
With oxen we'd so to Europe this fall
Vho'd thought two months ago that
we'd be out here IN the country today
urning up the golden soil and bathing
n the glorious sunshinel Say what
ainting that landscape would make
own there across the meadow
ayes" replied Mrs Bowser. as her
yes took tn an old straw stack, two rail
snces and cornfield gone to weeds !
"And the merry hearted plowman Is
ON ready to pillow II you don't want !,
} be buried under the mellow soil you'e
etter stand back Where's the boy
Iere. young man, get out o that These s
ken look 10 me 70 be little frisky, and
hen We start We may 90 eighteen miles
-ound the yard without stopping An
lady aow-haw over gee upF 81
Mr. Bewser tlourished thesgad" about "
5 head and brought It down on the 81
cks Of the waiting oxen to start of 4
ith enthusiasm. They started No ~
alt canld be found with their enthu. nc
Ism. sropped the "gad' and seized 90
{ pillow handles, and the next minute NJ
! oxen were on the run Tor the oppo- rs
e fence, and Mr.. Bowser was PLAYING cal
Gus behind them. reg
ne was on one toot--some sh'