The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1907-12-21

would have been gouer IL he hadn't
made the greatest effort In the world
to hang on TO himself and IL ne hadn't
determined on killing Mrs. Bowser in
her bed after he had made his expert
ments q bowling success. He glared
at her and gared and glared, but he
didn't say another word. Her doom
was sealed.
Out In the vestibule as he came in
he had left large box kite and
small lantern and ball of stout twine.
He now went out and got the lantern
and lighted It. Mrs. Bowser wanted
TO ask more questions. She wanted to
ask IL he didn't think that the smell
of fried bacon would bring most of the
inhabitants of that upper strata down
to earth long enough to be lassoed, but
look into his face kept her lips closed.
He had become dangerous. One more
word from her would have sent him
off like Du Pont powder magazine.
In five minutes she saw what he
was at. He was going to send up a
kite with lighted lantern attached to
attract the insects up there. He was
going to do more. On one side of the
kite he pinned sheet of sticky ay
paper so as to catch and detain any
wandering inhabitant The inhabitant
must either come down or eat the kite
up.
Mr.. Bowser didn't propose to have
his experiments periled by the pres
ence of crowd. He went into his
own back yard to send that kite soar
ing aloft. There was good breeze
for kitehylng, and, after galloplng up
and down the yard few times and
making few failures. away she went
toward the clouds. and then with the
aid of the stepladder he climbed to the
roof of the shed and sat down to let
the fly paper do its scientific work.
The secrets of the upper strata were
about to be solved for the first time In
the history of man, and the solver
couldn't be blamed for feeling warm
glow stealing over him.
Mr.. Bowscr had taken the boys into
consideration when he sought his back
yard, but not sufficiently. He hadn't
figured on the fact that when a boy
sees a light bobbing around In the
heavens he is bound to find out wheth-
er Mars has broken loose from its
wharf or some one has sent up Ian
tern. His kite was not yet 200 feet
high when twenty pairs of sharp eyes
were watching that lantern and won.
dering where the string led to. In ten
minutes they had located it and were
running down the alley and taking
seats on top of the fence and calling to
each other:
"Say, now, it's Mr.. Bowser, and he's
got hold of great ideaw
offered Money to Vanish.
The first comers were offered 10
cents apiece TO vanish, but they indig-
nanty refused. If there was anything
in the shape of n menagerie coming
down from the upper strata they want
ed to be there to see. 1t was inev-
table that a policeman should get on
to the boys soon after they had got
on to Mr.. Bowser He followed the
crowd down the alley. and men and
women followed him. 1t was reported
that another "crime wave" had set in,
and they wanted to help hang some
body. Mr. Bowser was seen sitting on
the shed and holding the string of the
kite Just as he felt nibble from
some creature of the clouds the cop
climbed the fence and called out:
"See here, old man, what's all this
aboutY
"In the interest of science" was the
reply.
"In the interest of bosh! You get
that kite down at once Can't you see
that you are drawing crowd and dis
turbing the peace? There'll be a thou
sand people here In no time"
81 am on my own land, sir" protest
ed Mr. Bowser.
"That makes no difference. You ell
ther bring that kite down or I'll bring
you"
Mr.. Bowser rose up to protest anew
and in more vigorous language, and In
his excitement he slipped and went
falling from the roof upon the grass.
There was an awful yell from hun
dred throats. The kite began to fall,
and everybody rushed for the string.
They ran over the PROSTATE man; they
broke down fences; they snapped
clotheslines. A minute later the yard
was cleared as the crowd ran up the
alley TO catch the falling kite. Then
the dazed and trampled Mr.. Bowser
sat up TO hear some one saying:
"Poor man! He will never try it
again, and | shall never have a two
bumped insect and call him Willie"
NJ. QUAD.