The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1900-07-25
CATCHING A MOUSE
A Young Married Couple Have an
Interesting Time over II.


A Young Married Couple HIVE nm
Interesting Time Over rH.
There was nothing for 1t but a mouse
trap. They had stood the pest Of mice
rs long as patience allowed The jani-
tor had made one or two Intellectual
attempts to abatc the pest, but Us the
agent OF the building would not allow
him to use poison for fear the victims
would have the bad taste to die OH the
premises the head Of the family, spur
red on by the protestations of his wife,
went out to hardware store and
called for the needed article. He had
supposed that buying mousctrap
was simple thing, but when he saw
the number of patterns he was bewil-
dered.
do you want to catch them aliyef,
asked the clerk.
well, should say did. If want
ed to catch them dead. you don't sup.
pose l would require trap, do your"
replied the head Of the family
II mean," explained the clerk, "do
you want trap that will kill them?"
"Of course do l am not collecting
mice for exhibition purposes" lie Sc
lectcd small steel cage Of the ordi.
nary gnrrote pattern, for which he paid
10 cents. That night lie showed 1t to
his wife. and they proceeded to set it.
what shah we bait 1t with?" he
| asked.
do we have to bait it?"
"Oh, no. You catch mice by sending
them an engraved invitation"
"Oh. I suppose 1t ought to be some
thing nice and tempting"
"Yes; lobster la Newburg."
"Oh, George. believe you're teasing
me! What do they like mostY
| Cheese, you sweet ninnyw
| "Of course! How stupid Of me! But
we haven't bit Of Roqucfort In the
house."
MY dear, if we had Roquefort, we
wouldn't need the trap. The cheese
would kill them"
"Just plain American cheese?"
"Of course! These are just plain
| American mice. You might make q
Welsh rabbit for them. That would
certainly do the business"
She got morscl Of cheese, and the
trap was baited and set.
That night mouse was caught, but
Isabel tainted at the sight Of the dead
victim, and George was obliged to give
tho trnn away &c the tan!tor e order 70
save her nerves. The next day he
brought home q trap of another pat
tern. 1t was baited with cheese, but
the mouse. was not killed by it's captIv-
ity. After it had eaten the cheese it
found that the only open door led to a
rotary cylinder OF steel wire. That is
where they found Mr.. Mouse the next
morning. He was padding around in
the treadmill under the impression that
he was rapidly getting away from the
scene Of his captivity. Isabel clapped
her hands at the sight.
isn't lie too cunning for anything ?
But what shnll we do with him?"
eve might give him to the baby to
play WITH" sald the unfeeling brute,
cor we could attach the cage to the
sewing machine and get the benefit Of
his energy. We will drown him, Of
course" Isabel hid her face In her
hands.
"In the lake, George?"
"Yes; l see myself walking three
blocks to drown a mouse in the lake.
No; in the bathtub."
George Harrison. il you drown that
poor little helpless mouse in my bath
tub I'll never
"Bathe again" finished her husband.
"Oh, yes, you willw And of he start
cd with the trap for the bathroom.
When he had accomplished his design,
he gave the trap and its dead contents
to the janitor and returned to his wife.
"Did-did 1t suffer much?" asked Isa-
bel.
"Its death agonies were very dis
tressing, and I shall never get its last
words out OF my ears. H.
you're q brute" said Isabel, and
she flounced out Of the Chicago
Chronicle.