The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1908-09-18

got out Of the gate and around the
corner
"Then the bold, bad gypsy didn't
succeed in carrying you otfS" querled
Mrs. Bowser.
"If he had would be here now2 BY
thunder, II that bell rings again some
bofy n Get hurtw
"Yes, but so on. Don't you see how
excited I am?s
well, at the age of one year this
wonderful child could walk, talk and
sing and was the wonder Of the neigh
borhood. He was hardly a year and q
half old when he and his sister were
attacked by a large blacksnake as
they were playing In the yard one day,
The sister screamed In terror, but the
young hero
The bell interrupted again, and Mr.
Bowser went to the door and found a
second woman-that Is, 1t was the first
woman with a different look on her
face She had returned to ask II his
name wasn't Schermerhorn and II he
wasn't the party who got her husband
drunk two nights before and then rob
bed him Of a Waterbury watch. Mr., |
Bowser yelled at her once, twice,
thrice, and she escaped. When he had
shut the door Mrs. Bowser was ready
to say:
please hurry up. am dying to, hear
what the young hero did, but don't tell
me that he failed to save his sister"
mo; he did not fail. He grabbed
ip Ratchet and Drained the serpent.
ind, by the beard of Captain Kidd, II
iny one else gets me to that door to
light I'll brain him."
Does serpent have brainsf'
Starts Working Again.
Certainly. Every living thing but
women have them. Now keep quiet
or a minute and let me go on. shall j..
ay that at the age Of two years young
sowser heard his father talking OF
lorse thieves-of gang that was sup.
'osed to be lurking In piece of woods .
Iear by. The child said nothing to his
aren't, but made up his mind to visit
he woods and capture the gang single
landed. One may smile at the idea
ut let US wait for results. 1t must be
that this child was named
sowser. No sooner had night de
eended than the heroic youngster. IN :
ghose veins flowed the blood Of
'ayard, armed himself with the family
utcher knife and a clothesline and
ct out for the lair of the villains. II ID
ras a dark, rainy night and the dis.
lnce three miles and the road lonely
ne, but the undaunted lad kept on,
nd finally
Once more the doorbell! Mr.. Bowsel
ritted his teeth as he rose up to trot .
own the hall.
"Don't-don't hurt anybodyp plead.
i Mrs. Bowser.
"But / will! I'll annihilate whoever
find there and toss his dead body
yer the fencew (.
Mrs. Bowser heard the door open
nd voice ask for 10 cents for a
ight's lodging. She heard Mr.. Bow. !
ar exclaim in reply. Then came the
ounds of two desperate men breath
lg hard and ripping each others c
Dat up the back. She arose trem. 4
ling in every limb. Mr.. Bowser had
lreatened to wash his hands In the I
lood Of the next caller, and he wa.
DING 1t. Just as she started down
le hall there were fall and a grunt
le bang Of the door and a clattel Y
own the steps, and then she saw the :
uthor-hero lying prone on the floor
he lifted his head and found that his
eek was not broken. She straighten.
d out his legs and found the knee
inges all right. Then she went back
} the table and took up the pencil 3
nd wrote:
Owing to the fact that Mr.. Bowser !.
as been struck on the jaw at his own
oor by would be assassin and Is I
I'LL wondering where he is at as this
aper goes to press, we must cut this
lrilling autobiography short and nll !
p the space intended for it with Reu- z
ems hair dye, put up in %, 80 and rs :
ent bottles genuine without
lie odor of stale eggs. Buy at once.
nd take no other" NJ. QUAD.
Brave Man.
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