The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1901-10-04

born, and that's why she's hung around
us the way she has. That's only one
case, however. All human souls do not
pass into animals. Of course. Some OF
them pass into other people. When
die. my soul may pass into that or
some babe who will grow up TO be
celebrated poet or philosopher"
''Or junk dealer or knife grinder"
added Mrs. Bowser.
He was about TO resent the sheer
when the cook came up and said there
was a tramp at the basement door who
wanted money and refused to go away.
perhaps it's some one into whom
the soul of one of your old friends has
passed." suggested Mrs. Bowser as Mr.
Bowser started down stairs. If it
proves to be so, you will of course use
him very tenderly."
He turned and glared at her and
nodded his head In an ominous way
but she had given him an idea he
meant 10 work on. At the door he
found burly big tramp who was a
believer in 1.-THE rights of man" and
who lost no time in saying:
"Why should l have to sleep on the
grass under a tree while you occupy a
hair mattress in a luxurious bedroom?
I'm wanting a dime TO put me up
somewhere"
"And you shall have It." replied Mr..
Bowser as he walked the man slowly
down to the gate 10 be out of earshot
of the house. You have arrived at an
opportune moment. You know what
'oL perfume is. don't your
IF it's turning me over 10 a COP.
don't you try il on" replied the tramp.
ooh. YOU need have no fear! Have
you ever, heard Of the theory of trans
migrationF
Never"
"Well, it's the idea that when per-
son dies his soul passes into tie body
of some one else. Turn to the light
and let me get a square look at you.
All, yes! There is something in your
face that reminds me of the past
"No tricks, governor. I'm a bad man
If you rile me"
There will be no tricks. You strange
" remind me of boy named Joe Da-
Wis I used TO know years ago. He died
when he was -. am wondering
"If his soul passed into my body?
What sort Of a Teller was he, govern
orr
~ good boy. Yes; he was truly good
and liberal hearted.
Free with his money!
"Ue was"
"Tben you needn't wonder any Ion
ger I'm your old friend Joe. You've
hit me off 10 a nails ! knew you the
minute you came to the door. Shake
hands, governor. and If you don't mind
I'll take that dollar you borrowed Of ne
just before | died"
"But II didn't borrow any dollar
from you stammered Mr.. Bowser rs
he realized that his theory was growing
on his hands. Come TO look at you
again, l don't think you are my old
playmate"
"None Of that. old man." growled the
tramp I'm the soul Of Joe Davis, and
l want that dollar. Come down"
"T-thlnk there's some mistake. You
are too old, and your nose is too big
and your eyes
mo mistake, governor, and don't you
try to blk an old playmate. You Dor
rowed that dollar from me TO go TO the
circus, and | want it back"
Mr.. Bowser started for the house, but
i L 4,
shake that ratified his teeth. Then the
conflict was on, and as Mrs. Bowser
the cook and the cat got outdoors there
was a mix up in the moonlight that
ended with the tramp leaping the fence
and making off and Mr.. Bowser slowly
/ getting up and glazing around and ask
ing what had happened.
"Oh, nothing much" replied Mrs
Bowser. You just met the soul of ar