Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1906-09-06

"Well?"
"And now he has come back to
America to effect reconciliation with
Els father, If possible, and die in his
arms"
THAT Is quite romantic. Where do
you come in?"
Resented Wife's Smile.
''What in thunder do YOU mean by
that, and what have you got that grin
on your face fort" shouted Mr.. Bow
ser.
II saw him from my window as he
entered the gate. wouldn't pour out
any too much of my sympathies on
him if We're you"
by thunder, woman, if had your
heart l should expect to fall dead!
Won't you credit the fact that there is
at least one honest, truthful man in
this world?"
when l have had proof Of it."
"Then you so to pot! If the presi-
dent of the United States himself
should call here to ask where Jones
lived you'd suspect him of wanting to
steal our coal.
Mr.. Bowser returned to his guest
and was somewhat surprised to notice
that the bottle of claret had been emp
tied and clean sweep made of all
the food. 1t struck him that the young
man had eaten and drunk heavily for
dying man, but before he could give
the matter much thought the guest
arose with thankful words on his lips
and the two proceeded upstairs. Then
the stranger said:
This is more kindness than l have
met with in years and years, and l
cannot tell you how it affects me.
Dare ask you to do me another ia
vor?"
Asked Another Favor.
Yes" replied Mr.. Bowser, who
thought a request for money was COM
ing.
Then would you go with me TO the
nearest place where we can consult u
city directory and find my fathers
name, David Schermerhorn?"
Certainly, my boy"
And if we find the name may ask
that you call on my father and break
the news to him that have returned
and desire to ask his forgiveness for
my hot headedness?'
'Ies, I'll do that When see man
trying to do the right thing he can Ill
ways depend on me to do what can
to aid him. We will go right over to
the drug store"
They went In company to the store
of Mr.. Bowser's family druggist. The
name of David Schermerhorn was
found. His address was only half u
mile away, and while Mr.. Bowser was
figuring out what street car to take the
dying young man, who had been over.
come by seeing his fathers name in
print again, stepped out for q breath
of fresh air. Ten minutes passed, and
he did not return. Mr.. Bowser was
about to step out and look for hin
when the druggist observed:
ut won't be any use, Bowser."
What do you mean?"
Hes ten blocks off by this time"
do you mean the young man."
"Of course. How much was your
watch worth?"
His Watch Was Gone.
Mr.. Bowser's ticker was gone!
How much money did you have in
your wallet?"
Mr.. Bowser's wallet and $36 were
gone!
"You-you'- he shouted at the drug.
gist.
Yes. l knew what he was up to-
but what was the use of saying any.
thing? Your wife would have spotted
him in minute"
Mr.. Bowser jumped for the door
Then he jumped outdoors. Then he
ran up this street and down that, look.
ing for Il dying young man who want.
ed to be taken to his fathers arms
and policemen tried in vain to head
him off.
The night grew old, and the bats and
cats and other things retired to their
roosts and their beds, but Mrs. Bowse1
waited in vain. No footballs ceased al
the gate. No Mr.. Bowser softly en-
tered the front door and made n sneak
upstairs. NJ. QUAD.
True Enough.