The times., 1897-08-01
MR.. BOWsER's TROUBLES.
They Reach Shark Point and Their
Seashore Cottage.

only three hours ride from his home
In due time the family were off, and in
more due time the train pulled up al Shark
Point station The depot was q small
| building, and stood alone on marsh.
mite away, among the sand hills, could be
| seen ashanty facing the SEA, and the nearest
/ building in any other direction was three
miles. Mr.. Bowser looked very glum for
| moment US he cast his eyes around.
but catching sight OF a small portion OF
the Atlantic Ocean over the marsh and
sand, be braced up and cheerfully ex-
| claimed:
| Mrs. Bowser, permit me to introduce
you 10 the seashore! Here is the bound
ing biI!cw the sobbing surf-the coy sea-
| won't know yourself. Ah-h, but that sniff
of the briny deep does me goodl Why.
| what's the matter with your
IL thought it would turn out this
waylr sobbed Mrs. Bowser, as she looked
around at the dreary landscape.
Turn out what way? Here Is Shark
Point-here the occan-here the gambol-
ing sharks ! con t see anything 10 weep
over"
'.But where's our summer cottage?"
ats around here somewhere, of course;
unless something has lugged it off. Just
hold on to your tears till ask the man
inside"
The man was cheerfully willing to an
swer all questions; also, to voiunte n
great deal OF Information That was the
only shark Point cn the road, he said. Tie
shanty down by the sea must be the one
Mr.. Bowser had rented, because IL was the
only one for rent for ten miles around
He had never been over it, but he believed
it was picturesque. II was five miles TO
the nearest town, and the ocean was salt
and In the bilow business most of the time.
There were four or five mosquitoes arountl
and an occasional sandfly, but nobody
had ever heard of malaria and one didn't
have to change his shoestrings three times
per day to keep up with the fashionable
crowd. Mrs Bowser sat down on q box
and began 70 sob, an d Mr.. Bowser felt 1t
his duty to ray to the station agent:
This is nice swindle on a family,
isn't 1t! Your railroad ought to be prose
cuted to the fullest extent of the law
What has the railroad done?'' asked
the agent.
ut has got us down here to Shark
on these surrounds
I've been gazing around for the last
year, sir; and the railroad didn't ask
you to come down here If you've been
idiot enough TO rent that shanty over
there don't blame any body but your
sclf''
Don't yoC call me an idiotl''
And don't you blow at mel"
IT, D..
between them, and as Mr.. Bowser was
determined not to admit even to him
self, that lie had made a mistake in getting
TO the seashore, he shook hands with the
man, and set out with Mrs. Bowser on u
path over the marsh
After ali, this is just an ideal place.
ne said. they went along. What we
want is plenty OF ocean, and we don't
care what is behind the house. We don't
want any nelghbQrs around us If we are
going to loaf and wear our old clothes
Say, do you sniff that salty air That's
ozone, that is-ozone in Jumps and chunks
Il bet a hundred dollars 10 u cent that
well be delighted with the cottage and
ENJOY ourselves hugely It's lucky sent
sent the furniture down 10 BIissfield and
had it hauled over by train, as there
is no highway through this marsh By
George, but l tegin to like things better
and better Look at that ocean. VIII you,''
Its nice nice ocean, 'stammered Mrs
30 W ser, who was feeling that she ought TO
make the best OF things
'You bet your shoes it is. Just think
OF living on the shore of an ocean 1900
miles broad, with the fresh breeze com
ing direct from the shores OF England.
France and Spain, to fan your fevered
brow! In renting this cottage we rent
part OF the ocean with it. Think of owning
a pa TT or the mighty Atlanticl'
Mrs. Bowser thought OF it as she toll
ed over the marsh under the hot sun at
Mr.. Bow ser's heels, and drawing near
er the building on the sand-hiIl she stopped
said:
There must be some mistake, Mr..
Pow ser. That is fisherman's shanty,
instead OF seashore cottage, and it's
a poor Shanty at that"
ut may be so, but don't be in a hur-
ry." he replied. 1.-The fad nova -days
Is to build seashore cottages to resem-
bic shanties, and this is probably one |
Of the latest fads. Yes, there is a man
and a team and our household effects |
1
the place is called. but will rename it:
Ocean Roar. Welcome to Ocean Roar, |
Mrs. Bowser."
The house was little more than rough |
board shantyoffourr rooms facing the beach. |
glassin the window W sbroken.
the boarls OF the floors We're badly warped |
and sprung, and the shanty had a decided |
ean to tie northwest. Mrs. Bowser vent |
and stood up in a corner Of the kitchen
md she'd tears. while Mr.. Bowser removed
MS coat and helped the man to unload the
'urniture. The man didn't seem inclined
% say anything at first, but by and by his
atura! curiosity got the better OF him.
and he asked:
Has your wife been crazy for several
ears, or is it {, new thing?"
Crazy? Why. what gave you that idea
hat she wa scrazy?"
Your bringing her down here where
olks couldn't hear her Shrek and holler.
rs good place for crazy person"
I don't see anything wrong with this
lace as seashore Tesort,'' said Mr..
'owser, as he looked around. "We wanted
quiet home-likc place, where we could
'af about and enjoy ourselves, and I
ont think I've made any mistake This |
lr ought to brace man up like a tonic
Did you buy the whole outfit of Phillips
Or $50 or S15?" queried the man as the
st OF the goods was unloaded
No sir-I rented the place for three
lonths for $50 per month. What do you
lean by $40 or 81
"Oh, nothing, except you can buy land
ere at 81 an acre, andthat sllantyis worth
bout So"
Il think l know my business, sirl"
aid Mr. Bowser, with great stiffness, feel