The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1906-06-19

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the 50 snRss@t efsn ~ fEaa
sh0u'dgpe eEstsp assat tssag Hs
come Awnzsaf nEnEaa4Asre misa.l
fataLconseauences"
she was reassured, and MFR. Bowser
walked around the house untIl 10
o'clock and then took a piece OF carpet
and spread ii l.ezida his cucumber bed
and stretched out on II with his ear 10
!, tse cro":ul. Mfs. Eo*S4r wanted an
esGT"ra-aI, and IL gave il by saying:
"lIt E0I 0Go-.ct0 Tie Eouse aud
f>Q.' cE 'iui-; as 1ou IN TAKE the
f;S|-ri Gil Fa.er cat II with you.
49,. - ie<cI 10 tue sc:Gs Ee.rerAt4ngs'.
49,. >i-tArE @c"-Lhlate after they cea.I
q she asked as she prepared 10
o2r& = -<7:-E%
- sat - and g'ared at her and
worked Up a rcd color in his face. and
- pic@"d Up the cat ana tiptoed in
y ben the door had closed after her
81. Bowser lay down again. He
cc"!cI>t see 10 write in his notebook
Sat he mentally accorded things as fol-
lows: ~
Il haye<fny ear to the ground listen
Ing for sounds. If / am right in nv.
figuring the Cucumber seeds ought to
burst open before midnight.
Hear the sounds of cats.
Hear d cricket singing.
Hear Mrs. Bowser singing.
Hear a fshworm boring his wayI
along the ground.
"Hear"-
e p Threw Can at Him.
Mr.. Bowser scrambled up. The alley
gate. was open, and some belated bow
passing along had thrown an old peach.
can at him. He shook his fist al the
speeding boy and made threats and
lay down 10 resuBe
Il hear a tick. tick, text
"Durn these cats!4~ .t
liam quite certain that the seeds are
now popping open.
That crash cannot be the seeds gen
erating'- '~' I@
1t wasn't. It may have been a
tramp looking for lodgings in some
sbed who passed up the alley and
heaved All old potato at the recumbent
figure. The missile struck the fence
close by, and Mr.. Bowser sat up and
thirsted for gore. 1t was five minutes
before he had his ear to the ground
again and was saying:
Il am sure l have struck it.
There are sounds like miniature ca
blossoms in the cucumber hills.
Il am certain that I shall be within
half an hour of my original calcula-
tons.
IF I can show the farmers of Amer
lea that cucumber vines may be looked
for above ground in eighteen days and
five hours after the seeds have been
planted By thunder, what sort OF q
noise is that"
Samuel Bowser. l am here"
1t took Mr.. Howser about three sec
,onds to get upon his feet. He lootcI
toward the alley fer q boy with a to-
mato can. but he saw Il
Il am here. Samuel. ant want yol
in tie house,
He turned and saw a female form
III LIKE :k..tittii t-EEi. tiC tIIu l Ittl
half an hour to i c.t:fy it. 1t was Il
female form le had lcen seeing at III
tervaIs for the last thirty years.
"YoU-you lcrei' he finally STAN
mered.
yes. Sarr-el. yGHr Llother-in-law has
arrived. II SECS 1--we come just in
time 10 p:cvCit YOU making a fool Of
| yourself. he iGca of your being
stretched G;.t deere on your stomach.
with your nose i'll the dirt! Were you
roofing for potatecs!'
II didn't invite you to come down."
he sulkily replied.
mo. Samuel, you didn't. l have a
little way of inviting myself. You will
now come into the house and leave
those cucumber seeds to the mercy Of
the cold world, and you may then put
both ears to the carpet on the floor and
hear what l have to say to you. Come
| right along, Samuel. You never can
get away from me until you grow
wings -
Mr.. Bowser cast one long, lingering
look at his cucumber bed, listened for
a moment to see if he could hear any
more ticks and then humbIy followed
the woman of destiny into the house to
takes his medicine. NJ. QUAD.
Pointing Out a National Defect.
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