The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-05-30

ly to 20 before the medical class at the
hospital. We could take you down and
bring you back In the ambulance, you
know. What do you say?'
Mr.. Bowser didn't say anything. He
simply sat there and glared and said
to himself that he would murder that
doctor the very first thing when he got
out.
"Oh, we'll won't press you IL you
don't want to be accommodating. Mrs.
Bowser, 1 believe you have an alcohol
lamp In the house. I'll give you some
thing TO steam his throat with. Gar
giles won't reach the larynx, and cough
medicines are no good In this case. 1
don't want him to go outdoors for a
whole week"
Mr.. Bowser jumped up and down
and paved the air.
"If he does l won't answer for the
consequences. You see. he is a man
with n weak will and must take no
chances. Just have him steam his
throat once an hour or so, and II he
wants to repeat the Declaration of In-
dependence to try his voice let him go
ahead"
Mrs. BOwser sent to the drug store
for the medicine and fixed the lamp,
and Mr.. Bowser inhaled. He drew In
his breath like an OK. He wanted to
be cured In two hours so that he could
kill the doctor that evening. After an
inhalation he tried TO talk. No good.
It was a huskiness and a wheeze all
mixed up. 1t was the hiss of q goose.
the yeowl OF cat and the call of
buzzard all copper fastened together.
1t was the beginning of things.
Next morning that case of laryngitis
was worst. of course. The larynx does
not often bob up and raise row. but
when 1t does start In 1t keeps things
lively for several days.
Mr.. Bowser inhaled and sneezed and
sputtered.
The doctor had said that n gargle
would do no good, but he sent for a
pint and gurgled away like man saw.
ling wood by the day.
He had been told that cough medi-
clnes would have no effect, but he sent
for three kinds at once and took them
by turns.
About every ten minutes he tried his
voice.
Same husky old wheeze.
Same ravens holding a convention
over his mangled remains.
After the first day things settled
down to the following programme:
On arising in the morning glare at
Mrs. Bowser. She Is to blame. of
course. She no doubt brought the grip
In from some nelghbor's house.
Fervent mental wishes 10 dabble his
hands In the doctors red blood.
Cooks Plying Chances.
Breakfast of something soft and ten
der. No conversation. The cooks
plying glances were taken for what
they were worth. No raise of wages
on account Of the aforesaid p. gs
Inhalation. Had Mr.. Bowser had
chin whiskers he would have burned
them Off each time In the flame of the
alcohol
Ten minutes spent In gargling.
Another ten I'm taking three different
kinds OF cough medicines.
Trying his voice on the cat and other
objects.
Attempts to make Mrs. Bowser un.
derstand that he wanted her to tele.
phone for the doctor and that lie would
stand behind the door, AK in hand.
Attempts to make Mrs. Bowser un.
derstand that he considered 1t all her
fault and that when he finally recov-
cred there would be such a tragedy
around that house as to make the
whole world turn pale.
Baleful looks at the cat.
Baleful looks at the cook.
AT the close Of the fifth day Mr.. Bow
ser tried his voice on dog that had
wandered into the front yard, and to
his great surprise and qualification
there was squeal TO It.
On the morning of the 9th he could
be understood by Mrs. Bowser as say.
Ing that he was willing to pay n rea-
sonable amount Of allmony. That aft
ernoon al he was taking last inhala-
tion and swallowing the last of his
cough sirups tramp rang the base
ment bell aud asked for wine and
sweet cake. Mr.. Bowser heard him and
made rush downstairs and roared
Ike a bull, and he was running the
fellow out OF the gate when the cook
called up the stairs to Mrs. Bowser:
"Oh. maam. get right down on your
knees and thank heaven!'
why. what's the matter?"
"sir. Bowser has got his voice back!
Can't you hear him? He's outside. call
Ing the tramp wall eyed, lop shoul-
dered. slab sided, knockkneed son of
a gun, and his voice sounds Just as
beautiful and natural as ever!v
NJ. QUAD.