The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1907-02-02

"Do cloves Eli the desire to smoke -
| suddenly asked Mrs. Bowser.
"Of course not, but have no desire
to kill. l don't believe l could smoke
q cigar II I tried"
He then arose and walked down the
hall to the hatrack to see IL his hat
was there.
1t was, and lie wandered back and
looked out of one of the rear windows
and swallowed the cloves and substltut-
ed some orange peel. Mrs. Bowser was
Immersed In her book and paid no
heed. but he turned to find the cat
looking at him with grin on his
| face.
by thunder, III break your neck
for that" he exclaimed.
why, what do you mean?' asked
Mrs. Bowscr rs she wlIirled around.
Becomes Unsaey.
"Oh. was just thinking of some
thing and spoke my thoughts. be-
lieve will walk down 10 the corner
and see II that house with the bay
windows Ia for rent yet"
what do you care whether it Is or
not? You don't want to rent q house."
Il might want to sell II to some one
who was looking for u house. you
know"
Mr.. Bowscr went.
The house on the corner was still for
rent.
On the way down he felt an aching
void
On the way back he felt two Of 'em.
A pedestrian who was smoking Il
good cigar passed him, and he leaned
up against a shade tree and swOre. :,
AZ he stood at his gate he remember.
ed how good the taste of cigar was
on the hind platform of a street car
In the morning, and he kicked himself
three times before going into the house.
lie devoted five minutes more to the
paper and then said he guessed he'd so
downstairs and see IL the furnace was
all right.
He found the furnace I'm the same old
spot. and 1t looked as natural as an
old hat. The water pipes were also all
right; also the walls
"lf you are going to find 1t too hard
to stop smoking Id give up the idea,"
observed Mrs. Bowser as she came up
stairs.
who's finding 1t hard to stopT he
demanded, with considerable heat. "I
haven't the slightest desire to smoke.
II the president offered me dollar
cigar wouldn't touch IT,"
"Well, that's certainly heroic in you.
The people around here won't believe
you have so much stamina"
Had Mouth Full Of Cinnamon. a.'o 2
Mr.. Bowser had a mouth full OF Gin.
namon and didn't reply. He went up
stairs instead. He went UP to see. IL
all the bedrooms were In their usual
places.
They were, and he came down again
and forced himself to sit down for as
much as ten minutes. Then he got up
to go down the hall and see IL any, one
had stolen the front door or its hinges.
Mrs. Bowscr heard him signing and
groanlng, and when he wandered back
she said:
I'm tired tonight and want to go to
bed early. You can sit up as long as
you want to-"
The cat grlnned and chuckled at the
words, but Mrs. Bowser was hardly
upstairs when that feline was flying for
his life. He got away by narrow
margin, and then Mr.. Bowser rushed
down to the dining room, where het
knew he had left big black cigar
that morning, and, lighting IT. with
trembling hand. he made sneak for
the back yard. The moon rode high,
and there were the usual number OF
cats on the fence, but he minded them
not. lie simply sucked and puffed and
went yum, yum," down In his ston-
acll and said to himself:
''How Oh earth l was ever such a
fool as to tell Mrs. BOwser that l was
going to stop smoking can't under
stand. Stop! Why, I'll smoke three
times as many as ever did before,
and IL she asks about that increased
pin money I'll tell her she's the most
grasplng and extravagant woman in
American NJ. QUAD.