The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1907-09-06

matter Of three days practice. MIS-.
Bowser You WIN zee me leaving
this house for the Office Oh wings with
nj q week You win see me sailing
cyer houses and trees aaa i.e rlseF
iIks i'm albatrbs Yon8 w ne DE
streets filfof people lSoRlp@ - M
and shouting the nafne1pt How a
thousand reporters Will ils traaipins
through tie house and looking into the
closets and under the beds AID Up the
chimneys and asking you whether the
mole was on your grandnotaer's CHI
orScheek. The fame Of IT.! And the
millions and millions Of doliars!r
/ have seen Mr.. Bowser enthusiastic.
but / neyes saw him so Tar gone be.
fore. Al.aost any second / expecte,
to see him spread his wings and d.
away. started ont to discourag
hin, but | made a failure OF 1t. Boys
might throw stones and men nigh
bring ort their shotg1ns, but he had
a way Of lodging them. He knew
just how those wings ought to be
made aud Just how they should be.
worked. and lie sat down on oil M
arguments and tlattenel them out. j
got him to fly to bed at last. but I,
was a lcng and sorrowful night foi
me. When he slept It was to wori
his les as If flying. aud when he was
awake 1t was to tell me liow mar;
eagles and wild geese be would ovc:.
haul and brig to market just before
daylight fell into n sound sleep. and
when awOke he was gone. / ques.
toned the hired girl about him, and
she replied:
"Ie came down here Tapping his
arms, an hour ago aud was In such n
hurry to get of that he would only
wait for cup of coffee. As near as
could make him out he e.poctS to be.
come a bird. Begging yocr pardon,
ma'am. but a fine. fat. baldheaded
bird will he make. VIII be be called
the Bowser birl?"
was on my dignity md didn't m.
swer, but us the forenoon dragged
away became very anxious. fig
ured that he had gone to some machine
shop to get his wings made, aud J
could not tell at what moment he might
come flying home and drop with
plump on the doorstep or be brought
to the gate In an ambulance. At miG-
afternoon gave boy quartz: to
circle around and see II he could sec
large bird sailing to and fro in the mir
No bird,
Then gave another boy 10 cents to
walk about and inquire II any one had
been hurt or killed.
No news,
Night came on and no Mr.. Bowser.
"When man gets to thinking he's
bird what can you do with hing"
asked the girl as sat down to my
dinner.
Nine-lO-11-12. No Mr.. Bowse:.
he had probably started for Boston or
Philadelphia on wings,
I awOkc next morning to go up on
the roof Of the house, but there was no
clew. Mr.. Bowser Is sure to leave
tracks wherever he goes, but he had
left none on the roof.
at noon that day had the police
send out a general alarm. The officer
who came to the house to get the par
ticulars said that Mr.. Bowser and his
wings might be hanging to the tele.
graph wires out in the country or have
been caught in some trcctop and that
the police would do their hest to let me
know whether was a widow or not.
The afternoon and the night passed,
and still no news.
It is now three days and nights
since NIr. Bowser few away and yet
the mystery is unsolved Els wings
have either carried him upward be-
yond the ken of man or they have fail
ed him and his body is lying in some
thistle patch and awaiting discovery.
Any news from him. dead or alive, will
be thankfully appreciated and a liberal
reward paid by
MRS. SARAH B0WSER,
Wife of the Only Bowser.
Per N. Quad.