West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1909-09-30

nro 60 it and make n smudge."
Mn Bowser thought no heard n
Snicltcr over tho wire as ho was shut
OF, ana it didn't help his irritated
feeling n Bit ua hustled upstairs
TO find that Mrs. Dowscr had fallen
nsleep again, and ho turned ON tho gas,
seized pillow and woke her up as
hc batted tho walls with II. uo found
no skeoter and was finally induced TO
darkcn the room and get into bed. An
hour passed, and then Mrs. Bowser's
cars woro salutcd with:
"By thunder, but won't stand this
another minutep
''what IN Il now ." sho asked.
TITS TINT internal alSeeter after mo
again. It's almost bitten me to tho
bone"
''you mean mosquito, Mr.. Dowser.
There IN no such word In tho English
language rs skoeter. II whortlo IA not
buckle, then
Mr.. Bowser jumped out OF bed, and
nftor looking around for n moment ho
caught sight OF tho vicious and ma
lign creature on tho ceiling over his
head. It glarcd defiance at him. Ho
\ stood on chair ana struck at II, but
Il was gone.
"If you'll come to bed" said Mrs.
Dowsor, "I will stay awake until it
flios down and then kill it with my
hand. You nro making great fuss
over one llttlo insect"
Refuses 20 sleep--Lsaves Home.
"And I'll make n grcaterr' no shout
ed. 'There'll DO no going TO bed for
mo until have had its life. 20 and
buy screens to protect every window
and door. The hardware man lies to
mo. just get TO sleep when am at-
tacked and chewed and bitten ana
driven from my bed. Do you think
am going to stand that2 You may,
but I won't"
But tho sheeter couldn't be found.
1t had retired 10 ind n grindstone to
sharpen fits teeth on. Mr.. Bowser sat
down on tho side OF his bed ana
watched and listened until sleep over
camo him. Ho was nodding when no
was forociously attacked again, and hu
yelled out until no could be heard
across tho street
Nov that it's full of blood it'll 60
away" consoilngly observed Mrs. Bow
ser ns soon as the row had settled
down n bit
HE can go TO Texasi have been
30 chewed and bitten that It's no uso
10 try TO get any more sleep. Yonl
can stay here aud DO devoured alive if
you wish. IL can live till morning to
interview that hardware man it's all
I ask"
"But what are you going to dor"
what does any man do when driven
from his homer I shall walk the
streets TIL daylight"
Mrs. Bowser coaxed and protested,
but 1t was useless. In a half dressed
state no passed downstairs TO the kitch-
en- and then emerged into the back
yard. He was u martyr. Ho knew ha
was. and ho enjoyed the feeling as he
paced back and forth In his slippers
over tho grnss. Tho cats knew no was
n martyr as well, and they looked
down on him from the tops OF tho
fences and made no sound. At length
Mr.. BowBer wesried OF tho yard and
opened tho alley gate and passed out.
All was quiet and serene. Not an owl
hooted or a skeeter buzzed.
Now, then, I've got your suddenly
exclaimed a voice In his ear as a Do
liceman seized and whirled him around.
''Wh-whats thisT'
II was laying for you, and no~ rsT6
got you. Come along"
''But what is it7 Who do you take
mo forP
For tho thief that has been break
ing into barns along this alley. I'VE
got you dead to rights, old man, ana
you needn't try TO play Innocent"
"But am Bowser."
"You may bo Billings for oil care"
II just came out Of my gate there.
Can't you see that I'm not dressedT'
''But what are you doing in the alley
nt midnightT'
Tho skeeters drove me here. I got
| screens, but the man lied to noe. Come
back TO the house with me, ana I'll
prove who am. The idea OF taking
me for a thiefP'
"Oh, I've seen Just an innocent talk
ing old codgers as you sent up for ten
years. Wen see II you are lying"
Mrs. BowBer had 70 dress and come
down, and q noighbor had TO bo nrous-
cd to give bis word, and then the OH
Ger went on saying:
"Well, 1 didn't get you with tho
goods on, but believe you are a sleek.
slick old chap"
"And now that I've killed that pkeet-
er viii you come TO bedT added Mrs.
BOwser.
Half an hour later tho city was
again sleeping the sleep Of the Just
and "whortis'' and fhuckls" had paas
| ed into oblivion.