Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1905-09-30

them grow {. 60 ait
not do the sane ~ Le
Il don't know
Because there IS no reason why
Nature is the great rastorer. Let hel
alone and she'd almost grow {. new
leg on man to replace a wooden one
AS far as my reading and observation
extend, nature does more at night than
in the daytime. She does more on
moonlight nights than on any others.
Isn't there a hint here for me?"
"You-you mean you will sit in the
moonlight in hopes to get your hair
back?'
Il will sit in the moonlight, knowing
that | shall not be baldheaded man
six weeks from now. l have got per-
feet faith in the cure. am as sure
it will start the hair growing as I am
that / sit here
Then why not try it?''
II am going to this very evening. |
simply wanted to explain matters to
Iou SO that you wouldn't call me a
fool. | am glad to find that for once
you agree with me. Yes, 1 shall go
out in the back yard and sit in the
moonlight for three or four hours, and
| shall continue it for each night until
cured"
"But If anything happens you will
lay it to me- protested Mrs. Bowser
Of a sudden.
Nonsense! In the first place, moth
ing can happen. and in the next place.
how can you be held to blame?"
"But you've got a way
Never mind my way. At 9 o'clock
you can go to bed and I'll go out in
the moonlight. | shall lay nothing to
you unless you throw water pitcher
out of the window at me-
Mrs. Bowser had premonition, but
she couldn't raise any further objec-
tons. and soon after night the house
was closed and Mr.. Bowser made his
appearance in the back yard. 1t was
a quiet night, made almost as light as
day by the bright moon, and when he
had become seated in the chair brought
with him he took pencil and paper,
turned the back of his bald head to the
moon and began:
$3.50 o'clOck-Have started in to dis
cover the discovery. Moonbeams feel
grateful on my scalp. Seem to be
feeling around for the dead roots Of
my hair.
"9:40-Have been under the moon
beams for twenty minutes, and if
had any doubts at the start they have
My scalp is itching and
glowing
40 o'clock-I expect to grow new
crop Of hair in an hour, but if l don't
aStonish Mrs. Bowser before midnight
then I'm goat. There is the silence Of
the grave out here, but am not at all
lonesome.
"1O:20-Feels like spiders crawling
over my bare scalp. It is the moon
beams working at the dead roots. Bow
ser, old boy, you have struck it. In two
weeks from now you won't look over
thirty years old.
I'll o'clock = The agitation Of my
scalp still continues. No sore heel ever
gets well without itching first The
blamed old yaller eyed cat has come
put and is looking me in the face III
be tie death Of him some day. The
moonlight makes me feel sleepy.
1901 can hardly hold my eyes
open. Moonlight must be good for in
somnia as well as badness. Have just
passed my hand over my scalp. Think
| can feel"-
At daylight next morning Mrs. Bow
ser discovered the foregoing memoran-
Ia on the grass beside his empty chair,
but Mr.. Bowser was nowhere to be
found. When the morning paper came
he saw the following advertisement:
"Found at midnight last night,
baldheaded man, bare headed and
without coat, vest or collar. Seemed
10 be walking in his sleep. Mutters
70 himself at intervals about great dis
,oyeries. Insists that he has q new
crop Of hair on his shiny poll. Talks
about yaller eyed cat and moonlight
Will be held here to await identified
ion. May have escaped from Buffalo
Bill show. Inquire at the Fourth pre-
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