The Topeka state journal., 1908-02-08

aoWn to the table and saidi
II put food before you and I5want
- see you cal. al you can presume
or three days. ~
Not in three days. sir. If you
please, sir. have you drop of claret
anoui. ~. A.; always take a drop before
doctors orders, SIR
Is MI. BoWser loked at him and hesi-s
taeeq, Dut finally placed full bottle
orata on the table and turned to the refris-
turned back just half the contents of
the bottle had vanished
say, now. but this is boss.''
cnuckled the tramp as the victuals
hearte9 Sams On; wife Any ny danger Of that cold
and disturbing the picnic 20
None whatever
Then you run your own house.
mars what every man should do, but
thought she was the boss of things
pml Say, old man, don't hurry me.
Lemme eat as long as I want to. Hone,
you don't object If I take a little of
daet dnls ocla claret with my meal? It's the
You are what You call a profess
sional tramp, aren't you?" asked Mr..
BoWser as he sat down.
Il am that. and right at the head of
fnr fne gas etass., Yes sir been in the purfesh
oaa.A And sonssthing M as ails you that you
-, .something does sir. i've dis
you mean that You WON'T worL ;f
you can help it?"
The man gave Mr.. Bowser a long
Wink, and then laid his finger along
SIDE his nose and whispered in con
This is the thing to work at. say
dIea41c L.
You'd be bully at workin' a racket
VIA DAT Phiz of yourz you could
make 'em believe dat you had seven
different sorts of mortal diseases.
Look here, sir, replied Mr.. Bow
ser, who knew that Mrs. Bowser was
at the head of the stairs and catching
every word, sI don't think you are
quite the man I took you for.
tnougnt you We're some one who had
met with hard luck
say, dat's one en- Lucky Bill-ya!
ha! ha! Luck? Did any tramp ever
have a softer snap than I've got right
mere? l meets the soulless lady at de
door and she tells me to go to. Her
| husband comes out on de street and
| finds me and says to come back He
sets out de wine and de grub and talks
like a brother to me. When dis bot
| tie Is finished he'll set another down,
and when I'm ready to go dere's a
| quarter and Heaven bless We waitin'
Tor me.
Look here, you old loafer want
you to get out of t1lisi'' exclaimed Mr.
| Bowser as he started up.
| what! Coin back on a pal, old
| cockI Yer can't. yer know. Youse is
no coldehearted son of a gun Youse
hain't like de cold-faced lady at de
| front door,"
| Mr.. Bowser grabbed him by the
collar and pulled him over backwards,
and then he dragged him out into the
hall to the door. The tramp fought
as we'll as he could, but he was in the
grasp of a cyclone. He was hurled
| through the door, and then Mr.. Bow
! ser lifted him on high and drove him
head first into snowdrift and left
nothing but his legs sticking out Mrs.
Bowser hadn't a word to say as the
sympathizer came putting into the sit
| ting room. He waited for her to make
1 some observation, and as she didn't
| he struck pose and excfaim eds~ s-s.
| Telephone your 1awyerl Telephone
| him the first thing in the morning!
Get him over here. Settle the amount
1 of the alimony and then go to your
4 mothers for you have driven me to
/ the dead line at ast!',-7( Copyrighted
| 1908, by 4. G. McCIure.)