The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1906-05-17

ting ready to follow Mr.. Bowser. !
caught the next car behind him. ]
knew what entrance he would take Il
reach the lake In the park, and he
hadn't got bis skates on when / fount
him. He didn't seem to be in any
hurry either. He sat around like a boy
with the toothache, and once Or twice
he seemed to be on the point of goine
home. A policeman finally saunteret
up and said:
These benches are for the use OF
skaters"
well. amt I a skaterf" replied Mr.
Bowser.
"You don't look like II to me. Yor
look more like a man who'd roll around
However. il you are n skater get busy
The conversation was overheard by
half a dozen people. and. being put or
his mettle, Mr.. Bowser began TO faster
on his skates. lie had had them or
for five minutes, looking distrustfully
at the ice all the time, when the police
man came along again aud said:
what. Loahng around yet? II yor
can't skate you'd better give that rig tt
some cross eyed orphan boy. Shall J
get a ~ten-year-old girl to take your arm
and tell you which foot goes frstf"
lie IL Guyed.
you can mind your own business
sir!' replied Mr.. Bowser as he got the
boiled lobster color IN his face.
"Don't sass mel"
"And don't you be guying mel'
The officer walked on, and q score OF
skaters gathered around Mr.. Bowsei
and INDUCED In such remarks as:
I'll bet he'll show us n few tricks
when he does get started"
I'll bet SO too. He's got the right sort
of legs for n skater"
"Nhat are you guys talking about!
Can n cider bar'l skate?"
IF he's going to smash the Ice I'm
going home to play with my rag dolly
said n girl OF sixteen.
Mr.. Bowser had to get n move on
him. | could read his thoughts as plain
as print. He was saying to himself
that he'd give a thousand dollars II he
was safe home with me and the cat. II
was too late for that. lie got up and
wabbled around and finally reached tho
Ice and grabbed hold of q bush to
steady himself. He was standing there
with his eyes us big as saucers and his
chin %quiyering, when there We're some
more remarks. They We're to the fol
lowing effect:
"Some one get him n pair OF
crutches"
"If you can't skate get down and roll
overg'
"By George, he thinks he sees a
ghostr'
"Hang to the limb, old coon! II you
move you are n goner!'
"Oh, shut up, and give the old gent a
show! He'll start off pretty quick and
make us all look silly"
Then the girl who had spoken before
Clipped In with;
"My ma told me that If the baby ele-
plant broke loose and got on the Ice !
was to come right home and study my
spelling lesson"
His Usual Finish.
Poor Mr.. Bowser had to draw a long
breath, commend his soul to q higher
power and get q hump on him. He
hadn't scrambled along over ten feet
when one of his legs went up In the
air, lie spun around two or three times
and then came down with u 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 POI
llceman came running up and grabbed
the poor victim by the collar and drew
him to land and said:
Its the same old coon that was sit.
ting around here ten minutes ago. ]
! told him then that he was no skater"
us he deadr' asked one of the
crowd.
mo, but he's got a lesson. That
Jar has sort Of driven him together,
and he won't be more than five feet
high after this. Does any one here
know himY
II went forward and gave his iden-
tity and address, and the ambulance
was summoned, and he was conveyed
home. They told me he was very
quiet on the trip. AS he was carried
into the house he simply sighed. AS
l got out plasters and llniments and
cared for him he looked at me In q
puzzled way and muttered something
about pigeon wings. l have had the
doctor for him. but the NJ. D. says that
no bones are actually broken. 1t is a
case of telescope. The victim Is still
lying in a lethargic state, opening his
eyes and looking around now and then,
and 1t will probably be another wees
sefera Re zen skc~t "wnman!" Mt me