The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1910-01-12
the street peddlers yell at him with
out getting mad over II and nv ard by

ser had every reason in the world to
believe that he would walk upstairs
n jump at that article Of furniture
u seize 1t by the neck and yank and
maui and pull INT bang until it was
a wreck beyond repair. She followed
MN 10 make appeals. but they were
no necessary. He reached out with
gentle hand and benign countenance
showed the bureau u of one room
and down the hall into another. and.
10. 1t came to rest as q humming bird
al1ghts on a h%ollyhock. She wanted to
give him a word Of praise, II her
throat choked up and she could nor
speak.
I'VE a Tramp cashes.
The noon lunch was a picked I'D af,
fa1r, and cook had predicted a cv.
clone. bu none followed. Mr.. Bowser
meekly and cheerfully ate what WA.
set before him. and when a tran,
called at the door he was given ii
cents In cash instead of being fun.
over the fence and chased down th ,
street.
There was a whitewash outfit down
cellar. and after lunch Mr.. Bow.;r..
nauled 1t out and began touching ~,
the walls. Almost at the first co.. t
ne got a splash in his eye. He CAV,
a jump. but caught himself. He did
not yell for Mrs. ~Bowser-not a swear
word. not a threat to tear the hou: q
from limb to limb. Mrs. Bowser w..
listening at the stair door, and s!,,.
turned pale with apprehension. The
cook saw it and said:
You'd have better taken my advice.
When the change comes it will be sud.
den and awful!"
Before the embarrassing was fl
ished Mr.. Bowser fell into the coal H.,
and over the AK. but he placidly ros..
up. and nothing occurred to cause the
walls of the house to tremble to tbei.
foundations. If he ever thought he'd
belabor the furnace with his brush he
dismissed the idea as Don as formed.
Model Mr.. eowssr!
The kitchen door was the next thin
taken In hand. 1t had to be taken OF
to be planed. Ordinarily MI. Bowser
would have loosened a screw or two
and then put forth a tremendous ef-
tort and wrenched the door away, but
now he was patience itself. He spent
ten minutes looking for the screw
driver, another in finding a plane. and
the door was handled as carefully as -
peachblow vase. 1t was planed of.
rehung. and it opened and shut a.
SOFTLY n as joyously as a clam-not
a kick. not a wrench. not a yell. No
wonder Mrs. Bowser's voice trembled
as she viewed the completed work and
asked:
d you feel a roaring in the ears
or anything of that kind?"
NO. dear. My ears are all right
A leg of the deal table in the kitchr,
had been wabbly for two mont.
Mrs. Bowser had intended to call in :,
carpenter. but had procrastinated. Now
MI. Bowser's eyes fell upon it. and l.,
went after glue and hammer and nail
The cook stepped outdoors to be cie..,
or the flying splinters. and Mrs. Bow.
ser made IN excuse to so upstairs. Lu,
1t was a false alarm. Not a spltntg,
new; not Il table leg went hurlin..
through the air: no one rushed for til.
n chopped and smashed and c!lsli-
ped. The wabble was cared for a., Il
nurse handles Il fevered babe, and af;-
er half an hour the table stood on Is
four solid legs n took on a new dis.
nifty.
The clothesIine posts in the back
yard had been pulled from a perpcY-
by the tension. They wer,
leaning toward each other in a friend.
" but ungraceful way. Mr. owser wenr
out with the spade and reset thea.
Every moment it was expected to see
him tear those posts out by their roots
and heave them into the alley and thel,
raise the neighborhood with blood
curdling whoops, but there WASH. y
tear or a whoop. He even hum.nc:
air of a gospel hymn as he worked.
The Cook Gives Notice.
Everything was finished now. an
dinner was ready. Not a kick or con!
plant; not a word against the mo.l!t:
ln-law or any talk of divorce and IL.
mony. When the meal was finished
the cook beckoned Mrs. Rowser in.
the kitchen and whispered:
my trunk is all packed. and / leay,
tonight"
But WHY"
ITS him. He's changed all ovcr
and it's this blessed night you'll ha
chopped into fine pieces with the ~,
If you want me to I'll stop at the sta
ton and have four policemen come VI,
and take him away to the crazy house"
Half an hour later Mr.. Bowser W.;
for at the front door. He ~:
the step with his arm around the
eat he had tried so often to kill. AMI
both of them We're sound asleep.
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