The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1906-11-10
BOWsER DECIDES.
He Makes Up His Mind Not to Run
for President.

After dinner Mr.. Bowser observed
that he had a a slight sore throat
all day, and that he would go over to
the drug store. and get some chloride
of potash as a remedy. This was at
seven o'clock. At eight he had not re-
turned. AT nine Mrs. Bowser had be-
gun to wonder if he had been hit by
a street car and how he would look
walking around with a wooden leg. At
ten. as she was feeling quite certain
that she would hear of him next in the
hospital. he heard some n putter-
ing at h front door y after a long
minute Mr.. Bowser entered. In at
! tempting to take off his overcoat he
fell against the wall with a bang, and in
hanging up his hat he almost pulled
Strengthened up. however. and came
along to the sitting room with a bland
smile on his face to say:
Mrs. Bowser, excuse me. please. I
didn't intend to shtay more'n a minute,
but 1 met shome friends, you know.
Was my dearie lonesome while I was
gomez"
Mr.. Bowser, you have been drink
ing" she replied after a long look at
his flushed face.
only two glasses ginger ale, my
dear=only two glasses. Met a Teller
who was taking home a jugfull, and
he shaid I was no friend of his if l
didn't drink two glasses. Where's our
old cate"
what do you want Of the cat?"
rive been mean to that cat. Mrs.
Browsher. I've called him names. I've
throwed bricks at him I've tried to
murder him. I've got up in the night
with a butcher knife to cut his throat
from ear to ear. I'm sorry for it, and
now I want to beg his pardon"
You can do that in the morning. I
want you to come to bed now. It IS
after ten o'clock"
Don't try to fool me, Mrs. Bow
sher," he laughed as he reached over
and tried to pat her cheek. Its just
sheven o'clock and I'll bet a hundred
dollars to a cent on it. Do you think
the cat will ever forgive me ?"
eff o viii go to bed"
81 hope heIl forgive me- hope so.
When he learns how much trouble L
have gone through in his world meb-
be he will pity me Where's the cook
I'm bed asleep, of course"
Then I want you to go and wake
her up and bring her down here. |
want to beg her pardon. I have shaid
hard things Of that girl 1 have shaid
that she made slop coffee and tea. l
have. shaid that she drank up the
milk. I have shaid that she wasn't
worth 81 a year as q cook. 1 want to
but You can't do it tonight she
protested. Il hope none of the neigh
bors saw you when you came in"
Il sheen sheven of our nayburs
I when came IN ana ASKED en- ll+tHe9
was feelin' weller than usual. Mrs.
Bowser, is your mother here2
cot course not
Then I want to telegraph to her. I
have shaid hard things about your
mother I have shaid she was an old
cat. 1 have called her an old rip. I
have shaid hoped h would choke
herself to death. one night L got up
land got the crowbar n was gOin' to
kill her. I want to beg her pardon. I
want to shay she is not an old cat.
You get piece of paper Il write it out.
Shay that Mr. Bowsher is shorty and
will never. never do it again. Shay
that he can't sleep nights for thinkin
about her. Shay that if h don't for
what nonsense. Mr.. Bowser, I
want that YOU shall come to bed"
s.Go to bed at sheven o'clock Not
much, Mrs. Bowsher, is 'er iceman
here?'
You know he is not Shall 1 go up
and leave you bere2"
I want to beg that iceman's par
/ don. I shaid he cheated us in weight.
I shafd he was q robber. I shaid I
would like to punch his head. Poor
mani 1 made him feel bad, and 7
want to beg his pardon"
you can do that in the morning"
answered Mrs. Bowser as she o him
bv the arm and tried to get him start
ed. He took a step or two and then
pulled back and sat down and said:
and there's the milkman- What
did 7 shay to him
Nothing. You haven't seen him for
months"
sNozzings? Don't deceive me, Mrs.
Bowsher. I know I met 'er milxman
and called him 3 robber. I told him
this milk was half water. I called him