The semi-weekly messenger., 1906-11-02

him He went OF with his cane and
SILK hat and patent leather shoes, and
she sat down to read he departed at
s, and it was half past IL when the
doorbell rang. She opened il to find
boy on the step. He pointed to Mr.
Bowser sitting on the lowest step and
whispered:
L found him hugging a shade tree
and telling how the Bowsers licked the
British. knew him, and so brought
him home. I'll help you up the steps
with him"
Boyyser>s Legs Wabb1ed.
Mr.. Bowser's legs wabbled. and his
head kept bcbbing. but he was got into
the house and deposited in a chair.
Mrs. Bowser wanted to give the boy a
quarter but he backed off and said:
II couldn't think Of 1t. madam. We
all know what a hard time you have
with him and are sorry for you"
When he had departed she got out
the camphor and smelling salts and
let Mr. Bowser sniff and bathed his
face. In a few minutes he rallied suf-
fciently to ask:
'1sh That you, Mrsh. ,,owshery
Yes, dear"
'Ish zhis my home-my dear old
home?'
Yes
well, I wanter tell you all aboush
it. Shay, they made fool O. me.
Yesh, shir, they made a fool O. me-"
You can tell me ala about it in the
morning. We will be going up to bed
now"
mo, we won't. / won't go to bed
till l tell you all erbout it. If I do
I'll bust. You know, 1 went to a re-
cepshun given by the ]. O. B.'s'
You said it was the L. o. c. P's"
did 1? Whash zhat?'
"The Lively Old Cockadoodledoo Pa
triots.''
"Oh, yesh. Whatddid I go for?'
'The club was to entertain three
members Of the presidents cabinet,
and suppose it did so.''
He Was Only Guest
mo, | didn't, Mrsh. Bowsher-no, it
didn't. That was all lie. It just en-
tertained me, and I'll live 10000 years
to get revenge. Think of the way they
used your poor husband, Mrsh. Bow
sher; think of it.''
Mr.. BoWSer began to weep. and it
was five minutes before he could be
quoted. The camphor rubbed on the
back Of his neck finally aided him to
control his emotions, and he went on:
There wasn't any cabinet officers
lot Of fellers who wanted shome fin.
They made me drink sheven cocktails"
Not seven, Mr.. Bowser"
"Sheven great big cocktails, my 6e''"
and when my head began to swim tie.
made me try to turn handsprings
Think Of Mr.. Bowsher turning hand
springs!"
'And what eise?' asked Mrs. Bowser
as she and the cat smiled at each other
Made me hop around on one foo-.
Shaid I was hopping after the British
at Trenton. Think of your husband
hopping around room and everybody
yeliing"'
1T was awful. 1Ir. Bowser. What
happened next"'
Had to Make a Speech.
''They said l must make speech l
told 'em I wanted to come home to rlz-
dear wife. but they only roared and
squirted water on nome, Mr.. Bow
sher"
"And then whatT'
They said 1 was I'D patriot, but that
my grandfather sold embalmed beef
to the American army I denied it and
called 'em liars, and then they threw
-four in my face and made me jump
over chairs and swear to eat the CON
Sitution Of er United Shtaits''
At this recollection Mr. Bowser had
another crying spell, during which the
cat meowed in sympathy and the night
breezes moaned dismally. When he
had recovered Mrs. Bowser suggested
bed, and he rose up to try it His legs
doubled under him, however. and he
sank down on the floor and a minute
later was asleep. She brought a pill
low and quilt to make him comforta-
BILE for tie night and then turned the
gas low and left the Lively Old Cocka-
doodledoo Patriot to his sleep and his
dreams. NJ. QUAD.