The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-09-10

"No loaferish language in my pres
ence, sir, and don't let me have to
order coal for the ranges today. Have
you got anything to say about my ex-
travagance landing us in the poor
house? If SO. out with it,
Mr.. Bowser was silent. That feel
ing of awe had begun to creep over
again and he was wondering If Mrs.
Bowser hadn't been hypnotized or gone
crazy. AS he looked at her he thought
he could see a startling change.
Cook has given me notice." she
went on after half a minute, land I
shall have to get another one. You'll
say it's all my fault for treating her
like a dog instead of asking her to
play the piano and receive my callers.
You will add that if you ran the house
a servant would stay for years and
look upon the place as a paradise. Go
ahead and say it, and then I'll add
that cook is leaving solely on your ac-
count"
81 deny iti' he shouted.
makes no difference. She says you
are a hen huzzy and a fault finder. A
dozen other girls have left for the
same reason"
Mr.. Bowser opened his mouth to
shout back. but a sudden weakness
came to his knees and he sat down.
Things were not going as he had
planned.
"And here's a butcher bill for so
%
1t off the mantel. 81 don't remember
running in debt for meat, but I sup
pose the bill must be all right. It's
another argument for you about my
reckless extravaganza, and I'm waiting
for you to Begin
IT give you money to run the house."
was the reply.
Eyes, and of course I send it to the
heathens or the orphans or burn if
up. Anything to hustle you along to
house, Won don't half veil
over it,
Mr. Bowser got up and sat down
again, and he choked and gasped and
turned red and white, but he couldn't
say word.
s.And while on this subject of ex-
travagance let me say that your bill
for cigars last month was $12. Dur
ing the same month you gave me
at 65 cents a pair. Your club expenses
would dress me nicely, but of course
1 can't find fault with your extrava-
gances. 1 am the one who is gallop-
ing this family over the road to the
poor house."
.'Womani" Mr.. Bowser managed to
gasp with great effort, but while he
was trying to think of something more
she said:
when I went up stairs this morn
ing after breakfast I found your
clothes scattered all over the room,
and everything topsy turvy. The next
time find such muSS I shall throw
everything out of the window for you
to sort and pick up. I don't propose
that you shall put an hours extra
work on me-"
s'Such talk to me-to Bowser!" he
whispered as he stared at her.
ITO you and to no one else, and I
want it distinctly understood that
there's a new deal on in this house.
If there's to be any more kicking, I'm
going to do it myself. AS a beginning
of the new deal, you keep out of the
kitchen. If you try to mix in you'll
hear something drop!"
And you-you are talking to me? 2"
Eyes, sir, and want you to remem-
Der every word 1 say. There is to be
no more hogs or chickens in the back
yard. There will be no more expert
menting with the gas meter or the
! water pipes. You will let the electric
| bells alone and keep your hands off
| the piano. If you bring home fire es-
capes, burglar alarms, patent lamps or
| fog horns, they will go over the fence
| into the alley. If you bring home
| hair dyes, liver regulators. lung pads
or anything in that line they will GO
! into the stove
"And she is talking to me-to Bow
| seri'' he murmured, as he rubbed his
| eyes and looked around the room.
Eyes. to you," she replied, land an