The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1901-06-06

Intended e.erything to reproduce itself.
If seed is planted in fertile soil, it
will produce again"
"But there must be favorable indu.
ences."
"Of course. 1t needs sun and rain"
Anything else, Mrs. Bowser?'
Nothing special, 1 guess
"What about the moon"
"Why, l believe that some old gran
MES contend that the moon has some
sort of influence on vegetation, but
don't think that any level headed farm
er believes it."
That was the point Mr.. Bowser had
been leading up to, and there was the
light of triumph In his eyes as he walk
ed back and forth and said:
"But If the moon does influence vege-
tation, if it exercises the greatest int1u-
ence over the planting and growing, If
it would make difference Of 500 per
year to every farmer to consult the
moon, then what?"
"Why, it would be a good thing for
the world at large to know she re-
piled.
Exactly, and the man who proved it
to the world would become famous and
renowned, wouldn't he?"
Certainly. But what has all this to
do with your planting dozen different
things in one bed?"
Gust this: am going to prove the
truth or falsity of this moon business"
such a thingY' asked Mrs. Bowser.
"By experiment, of course. Tonight
is a moonlight night. I shall take a
seat beside those tomato plants and
onion sprouts for an hour or two and
observe what influence the moon has
on them l will continue the expert
ment for a week, and by the end Of
that time shall know one way or the
other"
Mr.. Bowser decided to do his watch
ing from to II o'clock or later, and
he carried out chair and got notebook
and pencil ready before the hour. When
he finally passed out, he expected the
cook, who had been watching proceed
ings, would say something, and she did.
Tossing her head and giving her words
a tinge of contempt, she said
"I'll leave the back door open so you
can plunge in at any time"
''But why should l want to plunge
in?" he asked
Because there'u be a bust up of
some sort, of course"
He gave her a glare and passed on,
and after walking twice around the
newly made bed he sat down in the
chair to closely watch any effect the
brightly shining moon might have on
his crops. Mrs. Bowser was watching
him from a back window, and after
about five minutes she saw him make
a note. 1t probably read:
'No particular effect as yet"
At intervals of ten minutes for the
next hour he jotted down memoranda
and was vigilant and solicitOus. Then
she looked out after little to find
that book and pencil had dropped
from his hand and that he was lean
ing back against the fence and
sound asleep. She saw no more. A
tomcat whose curiosity had been
aroused showed up on the fence and
then jumped softly down to lnVeStl-
gate. He had scratched up about half
the bed when he was joined by a Sec
ond, and in quick succession came
grimalkins Nos. 3, 4, 5 and 6. They
rolled over and over in the fresh earth,
they raked that bed fore and aft with
their claws, they scratched and dug
and devastated, and yet Mr.. Bowser
slept on. 1t was an armed truce be-
tween the cats until the destruction
was complete. Then they called each
other horse thieves and liars and went
in for a battle royal. Of course the
fight had to begin right at Mr.. Bowser's
feet. The first mad grapple aroused him
from his agricultural dreams, and as
he sprang up he stepped on bundle Of
cats as big as a barrel and pitched for
ward and rolled over. There was