The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1909-09-11

where he was dumped out. II loonied
up before MIN MS he got started. II
loolned from n sense Of duty. II II
hadn't loomed there would have been
nothing but bobtaied COW and a
stack Of marsh hay to make up the
scenery. Mr.. Bowser plodded on un.
I'll he reached the house. He might
have thought there was some mis-.
take but for man at the gate, who
answered his Inquiry with:
Yes. this Is Crows Nest. Do you
want bonrdy'
1t was two story farmhouse, un-
finished and unpaiuted The shade
was furnished by four or FIVE old
plum trees. and there wasn't enough
grass In sight TO furnish COW with
ten good bites. The lake was behind
the house. and It was part of marsh
Come In and see the rpoms." sug-
gested the man. who had boil on his
neck and look of sorrow on his face
In dazcd way Mr.. Bowser followed
him. There were five or six untenant-
ed rooms. Some were piastered and
some were not. All Of them were
airy, because most of the windows
were broken. The view from the
front rooms took in the highway. an
old barn and field grown up TO
milkweeds. That from the rear was
composed Of the marshy lake and an
old horse standing on the shore and
seeming to be saying to himself. ITO
drink or not TO drink?"
"Come down and see my wife before
you decide on room" said the man.
and Mr.. Bowser followed him down.
stairs and out into the kitchen and
discovered red beaded. sharp nosed
woman. who was making a mustard
poutice for her aching jaw
And now I'll introduce you TO the
only boarder who has yet arrived"
continued the farmer. and he led the
way to bench under one of the plum
trees. whore sat a sore eyed. seedy
looking man. He rose up and shook
hands and said that he had gained ten
pounds In the week he had been there
and that after trying all the resorts
III Nue SOuhNIy ue udu sellleu Ou OTOW
Nest.
Ends In Fight.
"What room will you take. and when
may we expect you?" Mr. Bowser was
asked as he began to get red in the
face.
Say. now. this is a blamed fraud"
he managed to stammer at last.
What do you mean. sirT'
81 mean that any man who will ad.
vertise as yon do and bring people to
such hole as this ought to be booted
all over the United Statesr"
$50 YOU are kicker. eh?" sneered
the farmer. II thought you were as
far as could see you. Not good
enough for your royal hlghness. I,
seems! Well. wouldn't have you al
any price"
And wouldn't stop in your old
roost II you paid me $40 day! Heav.
ems. what gall! You ought to he pros.
ecuted as swindler! You advertise
Don't call me swindler" warned
the host as he grew menacing In his
actions.
"Mebbe he's looking for palace and
board at So week" shouted the wife
from the kitchen door, where she stood
with her hands on her hips.
who can ask for anything better
than an airy lake and five minutes TO
the postotlicef' asked the sore eyed
man in plantive voice.
Mr. Bowser uncorked within a pop
and poured forth cuss words. and the
result was a fight In which the odds
We're three to one He was as one deaf
and dumb as he made his way back
home, never needing those passengers
who kindly inquired II he had been
through cyclone. He found Mrs.
Bowser and the cat on the steps again.
and the woman braced her feet for the
coming explosion and asked.
"Well. did you find that paradise"
No explosion came Mfr Bowser ges-
tured and worked his jaws. and when
words failed him he limped up the
steps. passed her by and fell into the
hall, a limp heap Of humanity. Crows
Nest and its crows had done him up.