Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1902-06-26

you was eating raw onions and her.
rings before you went to bed last night.
| told you they'd give you heartburn
| and nightmare. The doctor dropped in
| yesterday, and he didn't say anything
about germs and microbes. If the house
needed to be fumigated or disinfected,
| he'd have said So"
'sThat shows all you know about doc
tors. He spotted the situation the in
slant he stepped inside the door, and
| he knew that it meant hundreds OF dol
lars in his pocket if he kept quiet.
I shall disappoint him, however. When
| I have finished with this house, it will
| be sweet and pure as a tent on noun
| tain top. l will now take the lime down
cellar and slack it for use in the morn
ing, and then I will proceed to disin-
| feet"
Mrs. Bowser realized that it would
| be useless to protest further, ana she
went up stairs to hide her tears While
| Mr.. Bowser disappeared down cellar.
| He finished with his lime in about half
an hour and then brought up gallon
| jug containing liquid dislnfectant.
This he carefully poured around the
edges of the sitting room carpet, and
the first smell sent the cat cantering up
| stairs
| "No cologne about that" he unused as
he shifted and snuffed, "but it must be
sure death to microbes That cat must
| come in for a soaking before | get
| through. There's no doubt that cats
carry germs around in their fur"
When the sitting room had been fin
| ished, he decided that the parlor carpet
ought to come up. He had ripped it up
across one end of the room and was
| bravely at work when the doorbell
rang AS the cook was out and Mrs.
| Bowser up stairs he answered it. He
Opened the door to find a familiar fig
ure on the steps. It was his mother-in-
| law If there had been any doubt
, about it, her greeting would have dis
| PEELED the illusion.
"Phew! But what on earth is that
smell?" she exclaimed as she walked
il. ''I'll let you've been up to some Of
your tomfoo nonsense again. Lord.
but skunks amt in it with this smell!''
"I'm disinfecting a little" humbly re-
piled Mr.. Bowser.
ooh, you are? Well, I'll attend to
your case in a minute. Where's Mary?
Oh, there she is. Mary, I've come to
/ make you a visit Of four weeks"
Mr.. Bowser went way back to the
| farthest end of the sitting room and
sat down, and even when the cat
walked to and fro in front Of him and
gasped and gurgled he didn't dare
jump at her. The mother-in-law came
down stairs after removing her things,
and after looking around for two or
three minutes she stood with her hands
on her hips and nodded her head and
said:
II thought it was about time for one
of his outbreaks, and I'm glad l arriv-
| ed in time. What's in that jug?"
"Disinfectant," sulkily replied Mr..
| Bowser.
"Well, you throw it out of the win
dow. If you want disinfecting, go off
to hospital. Any man who will get
up such a smell around a Christian
house ought to be arrested. Out with
that jugv'
Mi. Bowser raised q back window
and dropped the jug with thud.
"Who ripped up this carpet? contin-
ued the old lady as she pointed into the
parlOr.
81 did, There's microbes under it,
"Then let 'em stay right there. You'll
get hammer and lacks and replace that
carpet before breakfast. Seems to me
smell fresh lime. If you've got any
around here, dump 1t out. There'll be