The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-08-31

myself as a Neutrality-suspicious. of the
| deepest dye, and if you have got any
! sense in your head 1 can prove the
theory iE ten minutes. Yes, I can do
it in one. Look at that cat. will
| you?"
| The family feline had been out on
| the fence walloping other feiines and
! showing who was boss, but had come
| in with look of innocence and mod
| esty on her face and was sitting up
| garded her for a moment and then OBJ
served:
Its our old cat. right enough"
Eyes, it's our old cat, and who does
it's strange that I never remarked the
! likeness before! Mrs. Bowser, as true
as you live the soul of your sister Han
nah, who died three years ago. has
passed into that cat! Look at her,
say! If that isn't Hannah's expression
to a dot then I'll eat my hat"
Nonsense! You must be crazy. She
| looks like any other cat, and that's all
| there is to it. You can see what silly
| things your theory leads to. It's a
| shame to compare her to Hannah
"And you see no resemblance ~ he
asked. you can't see that she sits
there with her chin cooked up just as
| Hannah used to after 1 had told her
that she shouldn't climb fences and
roll over on the grass? %
mo, sir; 1 can't and I want you to
quit making such comparisons"
''Then it's because your well-known
obStinacy won't permit you to. Han
nah's soul went into that cat as Sure'S
as you're born. and that why she's
hung around as she has. That's only
one case, however. All human souls
do not pass into the bodies of animals.
Some of them pass into other people.
When die my soul may pass into the
body of some dear little babe who will
grow up to be a celebrated statesman,
poet or philosopher
COR a junk-dealer or knife-grinder,"
suggested Mrs. Bowser.
Mr.. Bowser had just got red in the
face and was about to resent the sheer
when the cook came up and said there
was a tramp at the basement door who
wanted money for a nights lodging
and demanded to see the master of the
house.
Perhaps it's some one into whose
body the soul of one of your dear old
friends has passed. said Mrs. Bowser,
even find the man to have the eyes and
nose and chin of your brother Joe,
who was drowned in the Ohio river ten
years ago. If it proves to be so, you
will, of course, use him very tenderly."
The Neutrality-suspicious. turned and
glared at her and nodded his head in
an ominous way, but she had given
him an idea and he meant to work it
out. AT the basement door he found
a burly big tramp who was a believer
in the rights of man, and who lost no
time in saying:
"Why should 1 be compelled to
sleep on the ground beneath tree
while you occupy a hair mattress in a
luxurious bedroom? I'm wanting a
dime to put me up somewhere"
And you shall have it, replied Mr.
Bowser, as he walked the man down
to the gate to be out of earshot of Mrs.
Bowser. You have arrived at an op-
perfume moment. You know what OPP
perfume is, don't your"
eff it's turning me over to a cop,
don't you try it on!" replied the man.
'Oh, you need have no fear. Have
you ever heard of the theory of trans
migration?"
Never"
''well. it's the theory that when
person dies his soul passes into the
body of some one else. For instance,
you strongly remind me of a boy
named John Davis, whom 1 knew
years ago. He died when / was ff-
teen. He was good boy and a lib
eral-hearted boy"
And you are wondering if his soul
passed into my body? Wonder no
longer. 1t did. I knowed you the min
on the head. 1 knowed you the min
ute you opened the door. How are
you, governor-shake
''This-this is almost Incompetent
sible," said Mr.. Bowser, as he ex-