The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1898-01-21

nrs?"
NO" was the savage reply.
"rhen what the devil is all that row
about! Are you dancing in your sleep
beating your wife or trying to climo
a creased pole? II I'm to be woke up
at this hour in the morning again you
better look out for squalls!
Mr.. Bowser descended three or four
steps to get a better view OF the man.
and every hair on his head was trying 10
stand on end as he hoarsely demanoeu'
do you know. sir-do you know VINO
you are talking to!
Il neither know nor care. was the
reply. This mouse is neither a saw mill
nor a skating rink. and the sooner you
Ind IL out the better. on you needh
stand there glazing at me- ] mean every
word / say. and if you feel Ike 1t come
down and put up your dukes!
Mr.. Bowser was on the point OF going
down when Mrs. Bowser appeared in the
hall overhead. and at the same instant
the other mans wife stepped out OF her
fiat TO appeal TO him. They were thus
dragged away from each other ana
as the Bowsers entered their room he
was so angry that his trembling knees
refused 20 hold him That he would
break out in the course Of four or I'VE
minutes Mrs Bowser fully realized and
she was wondering whether 1t was best
20 faint OF flee from the house when
Providence came TO her aid. The nan
door had been left open and vegetable
peddler, holding a string of beets in one
hand and cabbage head in the other
came climbing up stairs and rang the
bell
That's the police" whispered Mrs.
Bowser. Il told you not to raise a row.
but you would do it, and now Will be
dragged off to jail.'
Mr. Bowser thought he was surely In
trouble now. but after minute he
braced up and opened the door. Great
was his relief when he saw the peddler
and heard him ask
ANY nice fresh vegetables for break
fast this morning.
You audacious donkey! How dare
YOU enter this house at this hour to
ring folks out OF bed and ask EN- to
buy your miserable vegetables You want
a lesson in manners, you do and I'll
give you one right here and now"
Mrs. Bowser screamed and the peddler
started to run. but Mr.. Bowser had found
somebody to lick and he jumped on the
man and proceeded 10 paralyze him.
The peddler's yells and the sounds of
conflict aroused the whole house. and
though Mr. Bowser got the best Of the
scrap he did not come off entirely free.
His ear had somehow got between the
peddler's teeth and was badly chewed.
while all the buttons were ripped OF his
vest and he lost q handful OF hair. Az
he let 60 20 get a better hold the peddler
escaped. but before Mrs. BOwser could
get her husband inside the door a dozen
tenants came running ont to see what
was the matter. Among them was the
janitress and the first words were:
You will all bear witness that the
man Towser was trying to murder the
peddler when we came upon HIM"
AYE, and IL was robbery. too,' shouted
the vegetable man from the bottom of
the stairs. He pitched into me TO rob
me Of seven dollars I'm me pocket. and
81 the crowd hadn't come he'd have muir
dered mo 10 git it,"
Somebody 20 for the police" shouted
half dozen voices in chorus.
Didn't ! say that he was a murderer
the very first time ! set eyes on him."
exclaimed tho janitress. "I did that, as
We all know. and my words hev come true
II he don't git twenty years in Sing Sing
for this mornings work, then | don't
own the landlord who owns this house,
Mr. Bowser tried 10 explain 70 some OF
the people how 1t had happened, but be-
fore he had said ten words the janitress
interrupted him with:
He's only palaverin' TIN he kin git
some Of us by the throat. III so down
and lock the front door so that he cannot
escape and when the landlord comes
this morning that family Will either take
a skip or III call in the police"
Mr. Bowser was dragged into his fiat
and pulled down on a chair, and as Mrs.
Bowser got water and a sponge 10 wash
his bleeding ear she couldn't help saying:
Seven rooms-hard wood finish-beauti-
full scenery-quiet eighborhood-two bugs
in a rug.
(Mr Bowser had some stirring times
with a clam-fed hog and Jersey tramps
and mosquitoes al the seashore, but life
In O New York fiat will give him the
material for a booi-if he lives TO print