The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1907-08-03

| III not going 10 take any chanCes. /
had an aunt who posed In front Of
one of those things once, and all OF
sudden there was a iizz- bang. and all
they found of her was one rib and
scream Of terror"
When Mr. Bowser passed through
the house Mrs. Bowser asked where
he was going. He replied that he
would take little wander around the
| streets to catch some character studies.
lie did not have to go far to find them.
! On the corner two blocks down stood
three old tramps waiting to strike some
pedestrian for lodgings money. They
represented one Of the types he was
| after. Before he had reached them he
had decided to label their pictures "Am-
| bitlon," Perseverance" and "Integrl-
| ty" respectively.
Boys he began, I'm an artist,
ard this Is a kodak. Have you any OBJ
| jectlons to my taking a fiashlight pic
ture of the group?"
"If you will come down So apiece
all around" answered Ambition.
"Nonsensel You ought TO be proud
TO be taken for nothing"
ooh, we had, and the police wanting
usl It's 81 or nothing"
"Then you'll get together, and II l
can put the police on III do It,"
That was an unfortunate remark for
Mr., Bowser. One of the three grabbed
his hat, another gave him a cuff, and
the third made a grab and just missed
his nose as they ran away. Mr.. Bow
ser looked around for statue of Lib.
erty to tear down; but, not finding any
handy he cooled Off after a time and
went his bareheaded way. He had
thought 20 return home after another
headpiece, but he suddenly remem
bered that great artists always went
around the streets bareheaded and
thus got name for eccentrlcity. Three
blocks farther along he came upon al
short, squat woman carrying q bundle
of kindlings on her shoulder and talk
ing to herself about the high price of
diamonds. She was the type he wapt
ed for Hope On, Hope Ever" and he
accosted her with:
MADAM, can / speak with you
momentw
"Can yor speak with meT she re-
peated as she stood and looked at him.
"You can, sir, but let me tell you that
IL you utter one single word that an
unborn babe oughtn't TO hear I'll be
the death of you I'm n lone woman,
sir. I'm lone woman
Eyes, yes, but all | want is to take
a picture of you. I'm an artist, you
know"
81 know nothing of the kind You
may have come from the ZOO for all
know. A picture of me! Never! No !
true lady will allow n man to take her +,
picture and he showing it around In
saloons. Sir, you pass on"
Rebuffed by Woman.
"But, ma'am, you misapprehend the !
situation. | am making some studies |
from life, am taking pictures of
cats dogs, tramps and
"And I'm 10 go along with cats and
dogs and tramps, am ]? Sir, you are
villain! If ! was Il man, sir I'd pro- !
ceed to mop you all over the street ,
for insulting lady who Is carrying |
home bundle of klndllngs 10 her
starving family. Take that, you old |
baldhead"
And she gave Mr.. BOwser tre- |
mendous kick on the knee and turned !
her back on him 10 pursue her way. /
He arrived home in limping condi-
tion and when asked to explain he said |
that he had fallen over barrel of |
sand on the sidewalk His wife didn't |
press the matter, and the next morn
ing he took his only proof down to
a Photographer to be developed The
proof came back by mail day later.
Mrs. Bowser opeued the letter and ,
looked at It and then saved II TO hand |
TO him when he came home. The proof I
showed beer bottle sitting on the |
fence, with cats head where the |
cork ought TO be.
woman, what does this meanY' de- |
manded Mr. Bowser as he turned pale
and his chin trembled.
'Its the fashllght picture you took
the other night"
"Never! Never in all this world"
"But here Is the letter from the de-
veloper saying that the thing is unique /,
and asking If the rest OF the eat Is in J
the bottle"
Mr.. Bowser walked to the closet |
where the kodak was kept on a shelf, |
and reaching 1t down, he raised 1t |
aloft in both hands and dashed It to |
the floor with blood curdling "Haw !
and then turned TO Mrs. Bowser aud |
said:
at is early In the evening yet We |
can telephone to our respective law !
yers to come over, and we can doubt |
less arrange about the divorce and ali /,
mony so that you can leave for your
mothers on the first train in the morn. ,
ing This is too, too much. You have |
reached the dead line at last"
NJ. QUAD.