The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1903-09-09

steal eggs from under a setting
hen. when lightning rod man me-
him and appealed to his better ma
ture aud ambition. A change came
over him at once. He began tc
work his way up and ten years la
ter he was the beloved governor o.
great state and offering cham
pagne to all tramps who called al
mis- kitchen door. The story made
an impression. Every an stamp
ed his feet and Dried out:
"HsarI hearl but where's the
beerY"
Mr.. Bowser ignored the hear and
the beer and spoke of the evils ol
intemperance. He was not living
example of it himself. but he had 9
first cousin who began on ginger
ale aud ended up on 'Old Crow
and drunkard's grave. The foun
dation of industry, integrity and
success was sobriety. Not tramp
could hope to rejuvenate himself
a carry bottle in his hind pocket
at the same time He was just pre-
pairing to quote figures onIthe awful
effects of intemperance on the
tramps of America when he was
interrupted by another burst of ap.
plause. 1t was another burst but
the same old applause.
"HearI hearI but where's the
beerP"
"What does this mean?" demand
ed Mr. Bowser as he folded his
arms and looked around him. 81
came here to SOW seeds of ambi-
tion-to implant newer and higher
ideas-to arouse your dormant am
bition and lift you"
"Hearl hearI but wher's the
beer?' chorused the audience,
while the marble cutter beckoned
him into the front shop again and
whispered:
"You see you ought to take the
boys little different"
"How differently"
"You ought to have divided your
talk into four parts with beer be-
tween each one. That's what they
are used to and they are rather un-
easy over it. I'm afraid you don't
understand the tramp as he is. He's
got to have his beer to help him
aim high"
"WeIl, he won't get it from me, "
was the reply. 81 was told that 1
would find men who would be
ready to listen to reason and argu-
ment."
"And you have sir-you have;
but don't you understand that beer
makes argument go all the better? (?
just send out two gallons of beer
like little man end I'll warrant
you'll see any amount of ambition
after it comes in"
Il won't send for dropI I'll
continue my remarks and if I'm
insulted again I'll stop short off
and go home.
Mr.. Bowser returned to his audi.
ence and started out to give the
number of tramps who had risen
to be generals in the last ten years,
but before he had spoken twenty
words he was interrupted by a
chorus of:
Dear, dear. do we get any beer?
And while was looking around
for his hat the chorus changed to:
ooh why is he here if we haven't
got .beer?"
Gentlemen" he began but the
next moment there was rush and
he was carried out doors and
across the street and let stranded
among the scrap iron on a vacant
lot.
a quarter of an hour later Mrs,
Bowser heard the front door softly
open and she called out:
"Is that you, dear?"
No reply.
She rose and looked out into the
hall and caught sight of someone
sneaking up upstairs.
"Did you inoite the tramps to
higher ambitions?" she asked.
But echo answered and half
an hour later when she went up
to bed, she found Mr.. Bowser with
his face to the wall and the few
hairs on his head still bristling up
And now they say that the Indi.
an Bureau in Washington will
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