The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-08-06

Mrs B. could see me turning cart
wheels. Luncheon and ginger ale. Have
lert one of the club $50 to pty his pew
rent. Feel good. Feel liberal. Shan't
say anything to Mrs. B. about lending
the money. She is not literal.
Foot races, wrestling, boxing and
throwing the hammer. Then we disport
ourselves in the briny deep. Feel all
of 10 years younger. My disporting was
greeted with loud and long continued
applause.
while : was disporting some one
ashore took my watch. Probably some
say anything to Mrs. B. about it until
know. She always worries about such
things.
"On ceasing to disport in the briny
had some elderberry WINE. Brought
hack the days of my childhood when
mother used to make 1t. If e.derberry
Vine wasr,'t good for folks mothers
wouldn't make 1t.
Had Misunderstanding with Gay Old
Boy about comet, and we closed in
tempestuous struggle. No damage, how
ever, and we kissed and made up.
Think it was lemonade this time.
None of the other Gay Old Boys are
keeping diar-- of the trip to show to
the wife. This shows how much 1 ar-
preciate Mrs. B.
Have just made speech to the as
sembled multitude. Can't say what it
was about, but it was a corker. 1t
fetched 'em. Tu-multuous applause.
Cries for hurrah for Bowser. Wish the
speech ~~rIld have been taken down to
lead to Mrs. B. She thinks I'm no
speechiss
ut was moved and seconded and un-
animously passed that Old Bowser was
che of the gayest of the Old Boys. Mrs.
b. ought to know what kind of a hus-
band she's got. There are times when
she doesn't seem to appreciate me.
Ginger ale this time.
~ ~,
throwing the hammer threw it half
mile and knocked two men down Tenn
peStuous applause and no great dam
age done Wish Mrs. B. could have
seen that throw. She thinks I'm no
| throwist. Elderberry wine to celebrate
the feat. Made me think of my moth
err.
1--WE are on the voyage home Home
is a blessed word, and yet somehow
don't care to go home. That is, not
this eve.
Just sung mother song for Gay Old
Boys. 1t was either The Sweet Bye
And Bye or Annie Rooney, but which
ever it was it went with a bang. In
, their mad enthusiasm the crowd threw
me down and took my watch and purse.
Little too much enthusiasm, but let's
have a good time. 1 will have to tell
Mrs. B. something or other, but she's
an unsuspicious, innocent soul.
"Just grounded on sand-bar. That
called for the lemonade.
Just got off. That called for ginger
ale.
I'VE are drawing near home. Most
of us have been asleep for the last two
hours. A day to be remembered. May
also be a night to be remembered.
Mrs. Bowser will go to bed about
ten. If don't get home until midnight
she ought to be sound asleep. New
cider from harvest apples this time.
Steamer at wharf, Gay Old Boys
!, bidding each other goodbye. Elder
berry wine all gone. City seems all
turned around and on wrong side of
river. City seems standing on its head.
If Mrs. B. has only gone to bed and
can get up stairs without waking her
That was the last entry, and Mrs.
| Bowser laid the little book aside. Mr..
Bowser was sleeping like lamb. The
| look on his face was trusting and inno-
| cent. No, she could not take his life.
| She brought shawl to throw over him,
removed his collar and tie, and then re-
turned the diary to his pocket. The
house was kept quiet until midafter-
noon Then Mr.. Bowser awoke and
said:
1.-THE steamer was late, and I didn't
want to wake you up
mo? Have a good timer
"Nawl Stupidest time you ever saw"
And he will keep right on thinking he
] fooled her.-(Copyrighted, 1910, by As
ISOLATED Literary Press.)