The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1906-01-06


And what Of that? Hasn't every
king and queen III Europe slept on a
wooden bedstead. You have read
about Charlemagne, / presume2 Well,
Marie Antoinette for a bridal gift
when she married what -his-name2
Marie slept on this bed for fifteen
years. She was sleeping on it the night
before she was taken out and thrown
over a precipice. All this. and yet you
kick
Mr.. Bowser had his historic facts
somewhat mixed up, but he was very
much in earnest in his admiration of
the souvenir.
eWeH, are you going to crouch
around all day, or are you going to
praise me for finding such a bargain e.
he finally asked.
e thought you understood that
everybody had iron or brass bedsteads
these days replied Mrs. .Bowser
But did Gharlemagne have an iron
i or brass bedstead
days
did Marie Antoinette sleep on an
/ iron or brass bedstead ?"
Probably not, but I wish she had
to sleep on this old thing now. How
on earth are you ever going to get it
i upstairs Even when you get it up
/ there it will take up all the room in
| the bedroom
Don't you worry about those trif1es
My idea is that in buying furniture We
might as we'll buy something of his
toric interest. If To had more money
/ with me today [ should have bought
| a bureau belonging to Queen Eliza
BETH
4 wish you hadn't had enough TO
| buy this bedstead. IF I'd known you
were going to do such a, thing I'd
have bought brass one yesterday
out of my own money If any second
hand man would buy tt
seWhati Sell this Marie Antoinette
| bedstead to second hand man
neverl His touch would be pollution
| No second hand man should have it
for two hundred dollars
But no one would give you even a
dollar. There is no sale whatever for
wooden beds.
but I'm telling you that this was
| Marie Antoinette's bedsteadl" shouted
Mr.. Bowser as his anger began to
rise.
And who cares fer tfat9 retorted
Look here. woman. my name Is
| Bowser. I am at the head of this
| house. I run things. I discover that
we want to throw out a three-quarter
bedstead and replace it by full size.
I drop into an auction room and find
a historic piece of furniture worth
| 5000 going for fifteen and send it
! home. You kick. You even tell me
that I couldn't sell it again for a dol
lar
and neither can you. You have
just thrown away fifteen dollars, and
! fifteen dollars more put with them
would have bought the bedstead I
wanted"
Mr.. Bowser walked down the hall
and put on his hat and overcoat.
asked. 49,
Down to the nearest furniture
store to sell this bedstead for S225.
You can get brass bedstead on
x4-f1 oh a
want to-"
After a walk of two blocks he
turned into a furniture store and said
to the proprietor.
i've got mahogany bedstead up
at the house that Marie Antoinette
used to sleep on. It's worth every
cent of $500. but you can have it for
$25"
Il wouldn't give you twenty-five
cents was the reply.
DO you mean that?"
Certainly. If you nave got a FUR
mace in your house you had better
/ split the bedstead up for nrewood.''
But it once belonged to Marie
Antoinette. -
OR your grandmothere
Mr. Bowsers glared at him and
wanted to call him sordid-miaded
/ wretch, but choking back his temper
ne walked ont and along to the estab-
4 hshment OF a secondhand dealer.
| Il have got a wooden bedstead-''
he began. but got no farther when the
dealer Interrupted him with:
Then keep it. "
But it's a mahogany bedstead.'
might as we'll be bine''
And it once belonged to Marie An
| toinette"
cor Susan B. Anthony. III draw it
away from your house for IS, but not a
] cent cheaper.
Mr.. Bowser was red in the face when
he passed out and along to another
shop. and there was a menace in his
voice as he asked:
do you want to buy a mahogany
mot on your Iifel"
ssWhy not ?"
For the same reason that I don't
want to buy any last years cabbage
heads
.sWill you take it and draw it away %
Not much. 7 ou might try a wood
/ yard man
Mrs Bowser was up stairs crying
again when Mr.. Bowser returned. She
/ heard him Gathering down the cellar
stairs and Gathering up again. Then
came W3r-WhO0D and blows OF the
ak. Whoop followed whoop, and blow
| followed blow, and she gave him fif-
teen minutes before coming down.
She found him standing amid the
wreck and ruin of that Marie Antoin-
cite bedstead, and the look on his face
was fairly fendish. They looked at
| each other for a minute and then he
| dropped the ak and folded his arms
! and said:
fed now!"
well. madam, I hope you are salts
fed nowt''-( Copyright 1906. by Nc
1 Clure, Phillips & COD
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