The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1905-05-25
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the 6our yen were ordering was pure
or mixed with bone dustY'

did gou ever throw out q hint that
II we found sand In the sugar 1t would
be the last order he would get?"
mo. lie would have felt insulted."
"Insulted be hanged I'll make a lit
tie trip around this neighborhood and
see who'll feel insulted. By the
wall eyed cats. but IL they think I'm
going to stand for such things they'll
have their eyes opened!"
whats the use of going around and
raising a fuss when you know 1t can't
do any good? Let the government get
after these men and punish them as
they deserve"
.Tll show you what good It'll do, and
I am no man to walt for the govern
ment when a thing is to be DONE"
Mr.. Bowser, you are foolish. II you
will watt
But he wouldn't. He pulled on his
~overcoat, and away he went. The
butcher was the first n visited. He
was leaning on his cleaver and wonder
ing how many of the heads OF the Chi
cago meat trust would be sent to jail
when Mr.. Bowser blew in and began:
..Sir. | have paid you hundreds and
hundreds of dollars this last year for
~bones-the bones of cows, steers, sheep
and hogs-and TIL be hanged If you get
another cent out of me! You either
send me clear meat or you get no more
of my custom"
You give me a pain. Bowser."
whats that? Don't think to turn
me off that way. sir. What with the
adulterated food sold on every side and
the old bones you ring In on us the peo-
pie are being regularly highway robbed.
If others want to stand 1t, well and
good, but don't try it on me any long
er. I'm patient and long suffering, but
there comes a time at last when the
worm turns"
You'd better buy liver all the time.
There's no bone In that"
And you'd better go out of the
scoundrel business before you bring up
In states PRISON. When l want liver,
sir, l will buy liver. Good night, sir!!'
There was no doubt In MI. Bowser's
mind that. he had given the butcher a
good polishing off and there would be
no more bone sent with his orders, and
his next visit was to the grocer's. He
was given a pleasant good evening. but
In response he replied:
"Sir, have you got n single article
of food or drink In this shebang which
is not adulteratedT
II think So"
"Well, l don't. You, sir, have been
killing me by slow degrees for the last
five years. Every article Mrs. Bowser
has ordered from you has Slapped at
my health. You have known right
along that you had bone dust in your
-four, sand in your sugar and chicory
in your coffee. and yet you have war
ranted them pure and wholesome. Sir,
/ am obliged to call you a scoundrel!'
There are certain things | a rec
ommend." quickly replied the grocer.
who knew pretty well how to take his
man.
II don't believe 1t. l don't believe
unhung scoundrel has not tempered
with.
There are the potatoes. turnips and
onions"
Don't beg the question, sir. l called
here to say that the next time you send
me adulterated goods l will take your
trail and follow 1t until the doors OF
prison close upon YOU"
~ will try TO do better, Mr.. Bowser."
"See that you do. sir-see that you do.
1t Is only now and then that l take
the law into my own hands. but when
l do such men as you want to look out
for me. Don't drive me to the dead
line. sir"
There was another place to be visited,
and Mr.. Bowser walked in ON the coal
man. who was at work on his books.
and said:
"Sir. In the last year you have cheat
ed me out Of hundreds of dollars by
sending me short weight"
"Sir." replied the coal man as he laid
down his pen, you are an internal
liar!'
what. What"
"An Internal liar. sir"
They went outdoors together and had
q struggle for life. At the fms of it
Mr.. Bowser was borne homeward at
the hands Of two men. and when they
reached the front door n of them said
to Mrs. Bowser. who answered the
ring:
Are you the wife of Mr.. Bowser?"
Eyes, sir"
"Short. fat. baldheaded man who is
always kicking?'
Yes
Then here he is. and you'd better
take him In at once" NJ. QUAD.
An Awful Jolt.