The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1901-09-12

himself was slammed against the fence.
He was slammed and banged and ohug-
ged. and when he managed to wrench
himself loose and start off atathree min
ute gait he left hat and coat and frag-
ments behind. 1t VAS a quick and
decisive victory for air. Bowser. and
the excitement acted Ike magic On his
aching err. He could haze justly re-
tired on bis laurels, bit as Mrs. Bowser
came down to the gate and begged him
to do Sc he replied:
4 have set out TO do a little REFORM
Ing. and I don't propose to stop II u
case. ~ John. I'll LET 'em know that
Bowser's ii town before I'm through
with en-
It that moment a match seller turned
the corner With a eel. whether he
was masking q long cay q it CT had
gore to bed aal ser u3 aaain to sup
ply humanity 0ith matches Vas i'm.
material 10 MIR. nowser. lie set out to
meet him. and the meeting tock place
under a weeping willow. The peddler
was a young nan With tie world be.
fore him. but he didn't last two min
utes. He had Just offered Cir. Bowser
an unprecedented bargain IA rcdheadea
matches when lie was seized Ia a grip
Of iron and used to mop Up a large
space OF sidewalk. When hs coat
faally gave WY. he saw LIS onpogtn-
nifty and took advantage of It. and
another laurel wreath gently descended
upon 1If. Bowaer's brow. In addition
to the laurels. several ~nelshbors who
had got on to the racket threw up their
windows and shouted such stirring
words OF encouragement Is:
"TAat's 1t, old maa, Go en-
Keep 'em going, Bowssf-keep ZEN
going"
We want reform, and we'll have IT."
Mrs. Bowser made another effort. but
it was no use. II she had any chance
at al. It was destroyed when u man
caiae along singing a topical soag at
the top Ct lis voice. lie had been sing
ing topical songs oil his life as he
welded his way homeWarl through
the night. no matter what the hour or
how many people had turned ever in
bed and cursed him. and aIr. BoBser's
inference was a complete eye opener.
Only a few verbs passed. lie was
asked to shut up. and he replied that
he'd be hanged II be would. Then he
was seized and mopped and banged
and slammed. and as he llmped away
in the darkness he wasn't sure wheth.
er he had been toyed with by a cyclone
or fed through a thrashing machine.
This was victory 10. 3. with more
wreaths and words OF announcement.
and Mr.. Bowser leaned Up against the
fence aad gasped and painted and felt
that feeling of deep satisfaction that
comes caly to the earnest reformist as
victory perehes upon his banner.
He was about to withdraw and reap
the benefits when q fish paadler. who
had been seized with the bright idea
of getting ahead of his rivals on the
next days sales. ANT aleng with his
horse and wagon. He not only had a
horn on which to blow. but a voice
with which to shout 'F-ls-h," until
every sleeping babe en- the block woke
up and wondered If be lad turned into
n whale. lie made the mistake OF
thinking that Mr.. BoWser had COME out
for a bluefsh for breakfast. and he
was a licked man and his old horse
was galloping around tie corner be-
fore he discovered his mistake. lie
limped away rs oon as be could. Tut
he was not a man to stay licked. On
the next street lie met some friends
and told bis tale. ard. re-eaforeeG by
the popcorn m8n. tie safena1er and
the match seller. the mob moved down