The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1907-10-19

He looked for tears in her eyes, but
there were none. He looked for lines
of grief in her face, but they were
taking late summer vacation.
We'll, what's the row nowT she
asked as he hesitated.
"There is no row. You are In trou-
bic, and am one who would help you
out"
How am I In troubler'
81 don't know. I am going to ask
you to tell me. If you feel that life IS
no longer worth the living and IL you
are contemplating suicide'--
"G'wan with your she interrupted,
with wave of her hand. "fm having
a bit Of shindy with my husband, who
has left me and is passing himself off
as a single man to a hired girl along
here. I'm looking for her. She's red
headed and has mole on her chin. If
I get hold Of her I'll give you enough
Of that red hair to stun sofy pillow
with"
"Then-theu you are not crushed
DOWN.
"Td like to see the man that could
crush me!''
"And you are not thinking Of sui
cideT'
"What dye take me for, old man.
What's all this jabber about anyway!
What is 1t to you II Jimmie and me
have bit of row? don't like your
talk, and don't like your looks"
"But you passed my house back
there" replied Mr.. Bowser.
"And what IL I did? Is there any
law to forbid me passing your house?''
"But you looked so detected and for.
lorn that told my wife she ought to
have spoken TO you and let you know
that you had her sympathies."
If she had I should have thought
her bigger fool than you are. Now
get along with yc. There are people
looking ut us, and dent want them
to understand that I'd pick up with
the likes Of you"
"woman, felt sorry FOR you and
thoaght"-
And who asked you to-"
"But the other day you called at my
mouse. and my hard hearted wife turn.
cd you away without kind word"
His Sympathy Rejected.
"Was that your house? ! was pretty
full, and thought 1t was the place
where the red headed girl lives. Yes.
the lady told me to get hustle on me,
III ,t,,., Xnt,fd
better lie trotting along now"
Mr. Bowser trotted. He wanted to
tear pickets off the fences as he pass
ed along. His sympathies had been
wasted and his kindness rebuffed. He
was wandering along. absorbed In
thoughts of Mrs. Bowser's barbarian
ism, when a woman he had been fol-
lowing almost without knowing 1t turn
cd ON him Of a sudden and demanded:
Look here, you old masher, who are
you following and for what?"
Madam, am not following you,"
he replied.
"But you have been following me for
five blocks, and won't have no more
oft. I'll call the police"
Mr.. Bowser looked at her more close
ly and thought he detected grief In her
face and hopelessness In her eyes. He
was about to offer his sympathies and
fatherly interest I'm case she had made
up her mind to leave the cruel world
behind her when she stepped forward
and brought closed umbrella down on
his head and then uttered shouts for
assistance. For few seconds he was
too dazed to realize the situation. Then
she gave him second blow, and he
took to his heels. Boys and men and
dogs pursued him, but they stood nc
show. He had come out to sympathize
and had been called hard names. He
had been ready with fatherly inter
est and had been whacked over tht
head and his hat broken.
1t was two hours later when he en-
tered his house. Mrs. Bowser waited
for five minutes for him to speak, ant
as he did not she inquired:
"Well, did you prevent the crushed
from committing suicide"
Mrs. Bowser," he replied after q
moment, "as said before leaving the
. house this evening, want to talk with
| yOu-a long talk"
"Yes, you said so, and now want t.
say that want talk with you-s
short talk. If your heart has got ovel
aching for the general public pleas,
lock those back windows and come t.
bed" nj. QUAD.