Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-12-05


 cff some of those opinions for his ben. eft. He hadn't got more than guar. ter of dose before he rose up to go. saying something about suicide. but squatted him down and kept him there until had said all wanted to.
 MT. Bowser wasn't exactly quiescent under my fire. He uttered exclama- tons about cats and bats and mothers in-law, and fourteen different times he said that he would leave the house If didn't, but we were both there when l got through talklng-that is, when got through talking for just then. l went upstairs to see my daugh- ter and had scarcely got there when I heard him rattling and banging at the furnace In the cellar. descended part way and stopped him by threats ton to fix door In the kitchen, and had to make some blood curdling threats before he would cease ham, merlng and saving. Then he came up into the sitting room and got out an old harp and began strumming on 1t and singing. I didn't have to waste words on him on this occasion. As soon as he saw me coming he cuddled down, and left him playing solitaire with pack of cards as I went up again.
 Then Mir. Bowser sneaked on me. Half an hour later l came down to make some fresh tea and found him gone l am that sort of woman that when l strike son-in-law's trail | never leave 1t until he is my mutton. I put on my things and went looking for Mir. Bowser. I heard of him on several corners, but it was nearly an hour before I overhaued him. He was leaning against an iron fence with his hands In his pockets and his hat pulled down. but knew him at once. He started off as l grabbed for his ear, but kind hearted little boy, whom shall certainly remember in my will, ran ahead of me and seized him by the coattails and hung on until could come up.
 Come home. Samuel I said as got good hold.
 How He Was Hluffed.
 He said he'd die right then and there first, but he didn't. A policeman came along and advised him to trot, and thus I got him home. Then I sat down and took q chair.in front of him and labored with him-that is, began monologue that lasted for three hours, and every time he pretended to doZe off gave him the toe of my shoe and reused him up l waded Into the Bowsers for d hundred years back. I compared him to an owl, polecat, toad, gobber and hundred other things I hurled threats at him that brought shivers to my own spine. Whenever he tried to protest I men, aced him. Whenever he tried to get up to go threatened his life.
 Three hours did the trick. The bluff CT was bluffed. I wore him right down. His wife could have done 1t years ago if she had only had the grit and the pertinacity. If she had gone for him the first time he ever yelled Woman" at her he would have been as humble as rabbit the rest of his days. After the first hour 1 saw that I was gaining on it, and I never let up for q minute until the bells struck 1 o'clock. Then Mir. Bowser suddenly collapsed in heap. and after I had rubbed q wet rag over his face and revived him he rose up and put his arms around me and murmured:
 'Oh, you dear old thing. but Pm so thankful that you came and that we have had this delightful talk together" At the present writing he is follow ing me about the house and wishing lie could die for me, and think have him bluffed for as much as two weeks ahead Mothers-ln-law, try my recipe. and take no other.
 SARAH THOMPSON,
 Mother-in-law of Mir. Bowser. Per M Quad.