The champion. (Arcadia, Fla.) 1895-1911, 1906-03-15

clothes When he came down saw
that he must have smuggled a parcel
into the house the night before. He
had on a kulckerhocker suit. leather
leggings and cap and to save my life
] couldn't help smiling AS he stood be.
fore me lie locked like Fat boy IN
the circus
"stll on the grim seel" he thun-
dered at ne, but as / DIDN'T answer
he went down the han for his oyercoat
and banged the door after him as he
went out
woman can be two hours OF ten
minutes getting ready to go some
where I was only ten minutes IN get
ting ready to follow Mr. Bowser. 1
caught the next car behind him. L
know what entrance he would take to
reach the lake IN the park and he
hadn't got bis skates on when found
him. Tie didn't seem to be In any
hurry either He sat around like boy
with the toothache, and once or twice
he seemed to be ON the point Of going
home A policeman finally sauntered
up and said:
"rhese benches are for the use Of
skaters
"weif amt skater7" replied Mr.
Bowser
"You don't look like it to me You
look more Ike a man who'd roll around
However II you are skater get busy"
The conversation was overheard by
half q dozen people. and being put on
bis mettle, Mr. Bowser began to fasten
on his skates He had had them on
for Ave minutes, looking distrustfully
at the ice all the time, when the police
man came along again and said:
"What Loaflng around YETI II You
can't skate you'd better give that rig to
some cross eyed orphan boy. Shall
get a ten-year-old girl to take your arm
and tell you which foot goes iirstY"
He Is Guyed
you can mind your own business,
sirl' replied Mr.. Bowser as he got the
boiled lobster color in his face.
Don't sass mep'
"And don't you be guying meW
The officer walked on, and a score OF
skaters gathered around Mr. Bowser
and INDUCED in such remarks as:
'I'll bet he'll show us few tricks
when he does get started"
"Tll bet so too. He's got the right sort
Of legs for a skater"
"What are you guys taIlting about2
Can a cider BARI skater"
"If he's going to smash the Ice I'm
going home to play with my rag dolly"
said girl OF sixteen,
Mr.. Bowser had to get move on
him. / could read his thoughts as plain
as print. He was saying to himself
that he'd give thousand dollars II he
was safe home with me and the cat. It
was too late for that. He got up and
wabbled around and finally reached the
ice and grabbed hold of bush to
steady himself. He was standing there,
with his eyes as big as saucers and his
chin quiverlDg, when there We're some
more remarks. They were to the fol
lowing effect:
"some one get him a pair Of
crutchesw
III you can't skate get down and roll
overt"
"By George he thinks he sees a
ghostF'
sHang to the limb, old coon! II you
move you are goner1
"Oh, shut up, and give the old gent a
show He'll start of pretty quick and
make us all look silly"
Then the girl who had spoken before
clipped IN with:
'My ma told me that II the baby ele-
plant broke loose and got on the ice
was to come right home and study my
spelling lesson"
his Uauai Finish.
Poor Mr.. Bowser had to draw long
breath. commend his soul to higher
power and get hump on him. He
hadn't scrambled along over ten feet
when one Of bis legs went up in the
air, he spun around two or three times
and then came down With o jar that
Don Castro would have paid a thou
sand dollars for TO present TO the |
French cable company. My shrek
was echoed by fifty others, and the po-
liceman came running up and grabbed |
the poor victim by the collar and drew
him to land and said:
IT'S the same old coon that was sit
ting around here ten minutes ago.
told him then that be was-no skater"
us be deadT asked one Of the
crowd.
mo. but he's got lesson. That
lar has sort Of driven him together,
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