West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1899-05-11
THE Bow5ER HOME
FAINT Findings About Domestic
Management Which Acted as
BoOmerangs.

NNSNS" ~ ~ h'o SNib Nutu HC Was
yet aftr OF. She knew he would
kick the gate opsn when no
reached il aud that he would enter
the hall with bang. There would
be a row within FIVE minutes after
ho got out from unucr his hat, but
she could not Aee from 1t. She
realized that nothing on her part
could avert il, but she forced u
smile and met him in the hail
with
"9ou are little late this even
ing? Was there street car
block ?"
He took of his hat with q "yank"
and hung it up with a jerk, and
after a glare meant to wilt her on
the spot lie demanded
woman, do you run this house,
or do you call in the children of
the neighborhood to do it -
81 run it myself" she replied.
"And you are trying to run it to
destruction +! Out there in the
gutter lies a stair-rod- stalr-rod
from our stairs. How many others
are lying up and down the street |
do not know, but that one is far
sample Of the way you run things"
"But we have no stair roads,
Mr.. Bowser." she protested
as she pointed to the stairs.
at is fully five years since we
changed to buttons. I'm sure
every button is in its place.
He glanced up the stairs and
saw that he was in error, but of
course this only made him the
more determined to find another
prstext. lie was scarcely seated at
the dinner table when he growed ::
s"Clock stopped again, Ell? l
suppose I'll find some portion of it
out in the back yard"
cts run down." she said as she
poured the tea.
"But who allowed it to run
down 1t would take you about
l5 seconds to wind it,and you can't
spare that much time from your
gnddIng up and down the streets
Beautifully run house this %
"Can you wind a clock without
key ?"
"But have you swallowed the
key ?"
ono, sir. Three days ago, as
you will remember, you broke tho
key and said you'd sop and get
another. When you bring the
new key home the clock will be
wound once day."
Mr. Bowser had made another
mistake. The old key was still in
his pocket. lie would try again,
however. 1t was too late to find
fault with the soup, but when the
meat came en-he worked upa pirat-
ical scowl and muttered
Beef again Are we never to
have any meat except beef? I'm
tired Of the internal stuff and you
order it to spite me. If it's on the
table again inside of a week I'll
heave it through the window !"
"It isn't beef, but mutton" ex-
planned Mrs. Bowser. 81 selected
1t myself, and l think you will find
it very nice"
1t was mutton 80 plainly that
Mr.. Bowser couldn't go back on it,
but he made up his mind that he'd
pay Mrs. Bowser off before the
evening was over or die in The ut
tempt. lie said nothing more
until the meal was finished and he
had smoked up half his cigar.
Then he growled
"I'ye got TO fix the hinge Of q
door upstairs, and il you haven't
given the gimIet to tramp or
pitched it into the street I'd like to
use it,"
"Its in the box under the
stairs"
He investigated and it wasn't
above a minute before he called
ont:
"Itisn't here, Of course pro
sumo I'd have scon it in the street
if ia have looked around"
"What do you call this 2" asked
Mrs. Bowser as she pulled the
tool box ont Of the closet and picked
up the gimlet."
"Ifs q gimlet, Of course, but
can drive in screws with