The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1911-01-14
Never Wrote He Was Jealous.

caunot help but he Jealous OF the very
skeeters that bite YOU
Never Wrote He Was Jealous.
"And wrote that" said Bowscr as
he held II out. 81. Samuel Bowscr. sat
down and took up pen and indlted
such Infamous baidcrdash! No, never
1t was either another Sammy or she
has continued her forgerics. BY the
starry heavens that woman shall suf-
fer. Burning at the stake Is too good
for her! Let me be calm while ! read
more"
The next letter related to q little mis-
understanding. The writer had got
mad and walked off and said he would
never see the recipient again, hut he
had arrived home to change his mind
and write:
Darling of all darlings, can you,
with love for you? Punish, but for
give. Tell me to jump from preci.
pice hundred feet high. Tell me TO
plunge into an ocean thousand feet
deep. Toll me TO tackle the hcngr.
lion or wrestlc with the fCrCcicui
tiger. Send me into the fiery furnace
or across the snowy Alps. Even chop
out my heart with dull ax to feed to
your cat. But say you forgive me. II
you don't I shall commit suicide by
swallowing chestnut burs. have
gathered peck of them for the pur,
pore. From your mad lover"
Mr.. Bowser leaned against the wal
and painted like wounded stag who
had just finished run of $50 miles
His sight blurred and his ears buzzed
II was all of two minutes tefore he
could take the center of the stage and
hiss:
81 will drag her 10 the stake and
laugh-ha, ha. hG,-while the danes
consume her. Malice! Forgery! Per.
jury! As she enters the house ! will
confront her. and with my arm out.
stretched ! will say:
Woman. your place is not here. II
Is in the Internal regions. Go! De
scend to the pit and your kind"
"Yes, will say that. and and
And he picked up the next letter. II
started Off by saying that he had pass.
cd the night under her window to
watch and guard bis treasure and that
along about daylight bug had crawl
ed into his ear and he must go TO q
doctor She must not ot>worry. For her
dear sake he would lie out I'm the rair
forty long nights and let forty bugs
play with his ears. In signing II he
had called himself her little cherub
Sammy BJmy."
"By the fourteen thunders"-
All, Yes, He Remembers.
He stopped there. A wave Of recol
lection swept over him. Yes, ne haC
got bug in his ear I'm those callov
days and had been made partly dea
for many months. That ear troubled
him still at times. He must hav,
written that letter and the others. III
must he the SAMMY Balmy" no,
alluded TO. He must be the grea
American jackass. He tried to den.
It TO himself, but It was n failure. IL
groaned as he had to admit It.
could I-could ! have done it?" HI
asked himself over and over.
He could and he had.
BY and by the letters were CAREFUL.
retied and placed in the old bureau
the piece of furniture tlnkcred up ant
showed back into place. and then III
slipped softly downstairs. Hc was JUS
In time TO meet Mrs Bowser coming I'm
"I hurried, but I'm little late" sh'
said
"Oh, that's all right" was the reply
"You weren't vexed when you foun'
I was outf"
"Not the slightest"
"You are so queer sometimes. yol
know"
"Yes?
And he put his arms around her an
| kissed her.