The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1910-09-01

We've got a cot In the garnet, and If
you'll get 1t down I'll have the girl get
a mattress and some coverings never
coaXed any cats here and never shall.
II the doctor says it's necessary for
you to sleep outdoors I'll make you as
comfortable as ! can"
That's the way | like to hear you
talk" responded Mr.. Bowser, as his
face cleared. Now you seem to care
whether l die or get well. If the doc
tor hadn't happened into the office just
as he did another month would have
seen you a widow. Now there Is hope
Yes, get down the cot"
The cot was brought down and the
girl instructed. 1t was placed In the
middle of the back yard, where there
would be q free circulation of air, and
Mr.. Bowser went out and viewed it
complacently. 1t was cool, starlight
evening, and as he re-entered the house
he said:
IL almost believe that my lungs feel
better already. have the utmost
faith in cure"
1T is said to have benefited many"
answered Mrs. Bowser. II think some
few cats will come around, and won't
It be best for you to have a club
handyT
II can use one of the clothes poles
You do care whether l live or die,
don't your
What a question to ask! Why, Of
course do. | thought at first that the
doctor might be charlatan and that
he was only after your money"
"Dr. Schiainger a charlatan" shout
ed Mr.. Bowser. "Dr. Schiflinger, D.
d., LII D., a fraudl Woman, how
could you think that2 Why, he had
hardly asked me to roll up my eyes be
fore he announced that my lungs were
affected. He said had taken heavy
cold and neglected myself. He found
that was breathing only through one
lung"
But did you tell him how you yelled
at the street car block away in the
morningT
rs that more sarcasm, Mrs. Bowser?
If so, we will end this conversation
right here and now. | will kick the cot
into the alley and die. and you can get
the life insurancew !
Ozone In Chunks.
Mrs. Bowser had to retreat and beg
pardon, and when all things smiled
again Mr.. Bowser said it was time he
was out on his cot biting off chunks
Of ozone. Ten minutes later he was
nicely settled and the house in dark
ness. The cook didn't care a hang for
his state of health, but Mrs. Bowser
took her seat by back chamber win
dow to wait for the calamity that was
to happen. She could look down or
Mr.. Bowser's bald head and face, and
she saw that his mouth was held open
He wasn't going to miss any Of that
healing night air. ..s
Would a wandering bug come along
Would the cats gather for an investi
gation1
Would the bad boys of the nelghbor
hood let the sleeper sleep in peace?
An hour passed by. Bozaris didn
awake. Then Mrs. Bowser heard {
signing and a grunting and shut
fling in the alley, and next moment al
old lame horse turned into the opeI
gate. She shook her fist at him. Ii
whispers she begged him to go away
She appealed. She offered bribes. Di(
he go2 No, sir! He caught sight O
that sleeping form and advanced will
a limp and a hump until close upon II
and then thrust forward his nose int
Mr.. Bowser's face.
A yell-a whinny-and then Tubercu
losls Bowser and an old white hors
and q clothes pole and a back yar'
were whirling around in such confu
sion as to make her dizzy. And as sh
turned in she heard Mr.. Bowser say:
"No, | guess she didn't do 1t, but
want to live to get my paws on tha
DR.. Schiflinger for about two minutes!
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