Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-12-26


 what t poor hand you are to sit up and watch Since you began to grow fat the loss of sleep breaks you All up."
 Tint was an unfortunate remark. Mir. Bowser flushed up, looked hard nt her and replied;
 Woman, thls is not a subject for rldlculc O prevnrlcation. l have not gained an ounce of flesh In the last year. Even If had gained n ton that would be no excuse for not protecting my own home from the ravages of n gang of evil disposed men. I shall proceed with my own plans, and I shHll not need your advice In the i least"
 With that he walked down the hall i and clapped on hls hat and walked quesiod and secured the loan of great knife. Tho butcher was busy and asked no questions. From thence he went 10 the plumbers and Dor. rowcd shotgun and buckshot car tridges. and at the drug store be was handed an old baseball bat, with inc remark:
 That's right. Bowser. If you can Kill of half dozen of the eats fin this neighborhood dozen good cigars shall be waiting for you. The best way to kill a cat Is 10 creep upon her and then wait until she sees another cat and begins tO hump her back. When her spine raises about two feet then do you spit on your hands. draw long breath and"-
 Armed and Ready For Anything.
 But the indignant burglar slayer , didn't wait to hear any more. He left and walked into his house like q ! hrigand searching for victim. and Mrs. Bowser said to herself that he looked fierce enough To scare a school ma'am of the fence Although 1t was only 0 o'clock, he said to her:
 ''I want you to go to bed at once and turn out the light in the room as soon as possible. Burglars are no fools. They are not going to walk into a trap blindfOlded"
 And you insist on sitting up alone"
 q do, and don't want you calling down 10 me either. I am after biz game, and l don't want it frightened away by any woman'S nonsense" Mrs Bowser went upstairs and took a seat by the window in the darkness, and Mir. Rowser took his arsenal down to the dining room and prepared for 1 business. He opened the door took a seat by the table and turned the gas down very low and began his vigil. At , 10 o'clock the street was quiet Half an hour later he caught himself nod 1 ding. and in order to keep awake he i began wondering whether he should shoot the burglar down without an in- 1 stants warning or permit him 10 have | three or four minutes grace to pre- pare his hardened soul for the jour 1 ney. By killing at once the newspa- 1 pers would praise his prOmptncss and dispatch by little delay his con i science could not accuse him of bus 1 ting human being into the other world. He was debating this point when the light went out for him and he slept. The gun and the knife and ! the club winked at him through the l darkness. but his eyes were closed i He might have slept an hour or q year so far as he could tell, when he open ed his eyes to see Mrs. Bowser con fronting him and to hear her words
 Well Mir Bowser, don't you want 1 to come to bed?'
 "Eh, eh? W-what you doing down here? I thought l told you to stay away"
 You, you did, Where are the gun and other weapons"
 1 MT Bowser sprang up and looked i around him in the greatest surprise. 1 And where is your watCh?' 1 He felt for it. but ii was missing
 And the big solid silver pitcher that | stood on the sideboard:" ! IL was no longer there. And this?" said Mrs. Bowser as she held mp bit of paper on which a message had been scrawled in pencil. i The message read:
 | Many thanks. old man. Ta-ta"
 Rowser's vigil was over.