The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1907-09-19

II MIGHT As WE'LL TAXI A DOSE"
cellar and clear back to the wood shed.
1t might take half an hour to fnd any
particular thing"
"WeIlT
swell, propose to gather up all the
bottles and powders and put them to-
gether in a medicine box. and after this
date want them kept there"
Labeled the Bottles.
| He got down the bottle of paste, cut
some paper for labels and then went
hunting about for various bottles. He
found score Of them. They were
mostly remedies he had brought home.
From some he had taken two or three
doses, and some Of the bottles were
half empty. There were old packages
Of epson and rochelle salts and of
bicarbonate Of soda, and he was two
hours labelling and arranging them. He
had just little more to do when Mrs.
Bowser went up to bed. A search on
the top shelf Of the pantry brought to
light an eight ounce bottle called THE
Ten Second Cold Cure" Only a dose or
two had been taken from 1t. Mr.. Bow
ser remembered buying 1t Of a fakir
on street corner and of taking two or
three doses and then recommending Il
to the cook. Whether 1t cured his cold
in ten seconds or ten days he could not
recOllect. The label on the bottle and
the contents thereof looked inviting,
and after giving things a shake he
mused:
"I've got all the symptoms of a cold
now, and I might as well take dose
and knock them out. That's what I
was telling Mrs. Bowser. A remedy
right at hand is worth two visits from
the doctor next day"
He put the bottle away with the 9TH
ers in the chest and went upstairs with
the assurance that he was now able
to cope with any midnight emergency
short Of confagration. Mrs. Bowser
scented paregoric In his breath, and he
explained that he had found and taken
a dose Of the wonderful cough cure.
He had been asleep for an hour and
more when she nudged him awake and
said:
II haven't been able to go to sleep
yet for thinking Of that bottle you took
the dose from. Are you sure 1t was
cough medicine?"
Certainly 1t was. How could
make any mistake about itT
Easily enough. You know you are
a very absentminded man. Don't you
remember that you once took a dose
of sewing machine oil by mistake for
your tonic? You may have made q
mistake this time"
II never took sewing machine oil,
and ! have never made mistake on a
bottle" growled Mr.. Bowser. The
Idea Of waking me up at midnight to
tell me that I can't read the label on
a bother
"All right. II you are sure, then
can go to sleep. I was Just a bit
afraid that you had poisoned your
SELF"
Did Not Taste Right.
Mr.. Bowser put his head on the pll-
low again and sought to woo sleep, but
after Eve minutes had passed he sud
denly bounded out Of bed and began
to dress.
"What is itY' asked Mrs. Bowser.
''I've got to 80 down and see about
that internal old bottle. I know II
isn't possible that I got hold Of the
wrong stun, but you've had to butt in
and make me wonder about 1t. / can
almost imagine that l feel a strange
taste In my mouth"
He growled all the way downstairs.
The chest was on stand where he
had left it. and as he lighted the gas
the cat rolled of the lounge and looked
at him In surprise. He opened the
chest to put his hand on the bottle, and
next instant Mrs. Bowser heard a wild
yell. On the bottle was a deaths head
label with the printed word "Poison"
and the written word "Laudanum" be-
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