West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1903-12-10
DQNSRS IRAVELS.
His Trip was . Brief One and Fall Of
Experiences.

His Trip Was Brief One and Fall Of
Experiences.
There was preoccupied look on
Mr.. Bowser's face as he reached
home the other evening. and even
after she had stolen half dozen
elances at him Mrs. Bowser could
not determine whether he had de-.
velopcd q new soft corn or had
been buying stock in an airship.
Dinner was over before the mys-
terry was solved. When he had
lighted his cigar he said;
"Mrs. Bowser. l am called to
Chicago on business, and shall prob
ably be gone four or fiveldays.
shall leave by the 10 O'Clock train
in the morning."
"Then you will want me to pack
your grip tonight" she replied.
"Thanks, but will do my pack
ing. / remember how nervous you
got over putting up shirt and two
collars for me when had to 60 to
Boston for day last year. I'll
had a month to spare 1 should tell
you to 60 ahead, but as have
only a few hours and don't want
you to come down with nervous
prostration, I will toss the few
things I need into the grip with my
own hands."
II don't remember any thing
about being nervous when you went
away last year." answered Mrs.
Bowser
"Nof left you on the verge
OF collapse, and 1 believ you had
to call a doctor after was gone.
| am not laying it up against you.
Women can't help their nervous
ness. II we were going away to-
gether and we had trunk to pack,
you would leave out so different
things We ought to take along, and
/ should probably have to tone you
up with brandy before we got away.
After ] have finished this cigar
will do the packing, and you will
see how coolly and calmly I do It. y
Mrs. Bowser smiled smile to
the cat, and the cat winked wink
back. They knew all about Mr..
Bowser's calm, cool ways, and they
were willing to wait for the fun to
begin. Twenty minutes later he
had finished his smoke and asked
for his grip. 1t was upstairs, and
Mrs. Bowser had started to lead
the way. when he suddenly stopped
and exclaimed:
"By the Great Horn Spoonl but
have | been ass enough"
what is it1" she asked.
~ bought my railroad ticket this
afternoon SO as to have no bother
about it in the morning. and I've-
I've lost i'll Woman
"You can't have lost it."
but tell you IT'S gone Woman,
have you or that blamed old cat
been picking my pocketsp"
Glow silly for you to talk that
wayl Feel in all your pockets.
You can't have lost It."
Mr.. Bowser, who was al. in a
tremble. and his face flushing red
and white, jammed his hands into
one pocket after another, and the
ticket was finally found rolled up
with his handkerchief.
"Ah, remember now he said.
as.he smiled at her in apatronizine
way. "You'd have carried il
around IN your hand and laid il
down anywhere, but I put it where
It wonid be safe. simply forgot
for an instant. think / shall take
sbont four shirts and two night
shirts with me-
"but what can you do with so
manyf" she asked. lyon dom,
expect to change shirts two or
three times a day do your"
''Supposing I am taken sick OF
meet with an accident and have tc
go to the hospitalp | don't want
them to think j am some roustaboul
of a steamboat A woman never
thinks Of those things, while a man
always does. Put out eight shirts,
IT have got them, and as many
pairs Of cuffs, and twelve collar.
and four necksies."
Mrs. Bowser laid them out like
an obedient wife, and smiled as Mr..
Bowser Iooaed from the heap to hi.
satchel and back.
"Perhsps six shirts, eight collars,
six pairs Of cuffs, and three neckties
might possibly do" he mused.
eyes, J will try and get along
With that many, and IN case Of &C.
cident you can come on with the
rest Now, then, that's all; and
you see Il has taken me abont three