The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1911-12-13

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therefore Knocked cut when Mr. Bow
ser extended his hand and said:
I'VE don'e want te lose one OF the
best druggists in the city. but we axe
going to nominate and elect you to the
Legislature. You are gentleman, sir.
and an honest man. shall take of
my coat and work for your election"
The druggist was too dumfounded
to reply, and Mr.. Bowser went on. At
the next corner he slipped and jostied
an old woman with basket. She had
opened her mouth to give him fits
when eff came his hat and he bowed
and said:
"Lady, beg of you to excuse the ac-
cident 1t was unavoidable on my
part"
LADY, she echoed. The good man
takes ME for duchess" said the wom-
an to herself as Mr.. Bowser passed Oh,
.sbut he's kind hearted and a gentle
man, and I won't hurt his feelings hy
calling him back and explaining that l
do family wash by the dozen and don't
use any acid to loosen up the dirt
Cheering the Copper.
On the corner was policeman. Hc
had q downcast look. and Mr.. BoWscr
walked up to him ard said:
81 think there are enough of Us
around here to get you promoted to
roundsman."
"But-but''-
and then to sergeantcy. We have
had ouc eyes on you for some time, ana
we like the way you do your duty"
''But six weeks ago, because had
TO jerk 3 drunk around rather lively.
you threatened to have me bounced
Just my impulsiye way, you know.
Didn't mean thing by it. Hope to
see you captain in year from now.
Continue right on, my good friend
The next was the dairyman. he had
been told that Mr.. Bowser had chars-
ed him with selling sour milk and 9th
or grave things. and his jaw was set
and be was ready for a row When
there came an extended hand and the
words.
"Gocd evening. Brown. Glad to see
you locking so clipper. Was told to-
day that you were never so prosper
Gus. That's right; that's right. Best
cream, milk and butter in the town. l
wouldn't order from any one eise.''
"But you said I sold sour milk for
sweet
pooh. man. pooh. Little joke OF
mine. Don't mind it. Hope to see you
alderman Of the ward next spring.
Not a Case For an M. D.
When Mr.. Bowser got back home he
was more smiling and good natured
than ever. As he sat with the cat IN
his lap and stroked her back and called
her fond names Mrs. Bowser was try
ing to dgure things out. She suggest
ed ginger tea, but Mr.. Bowser laughed
She limited that he might go around
and see the family doctor and ask him
what he thought of Taft's vetoes. but
the seed fell on barren soil.
Mr.. Bowser continued to be good.
His srlile didn't come off. BE hugged
the cat and bade her good night as he
went to bed. and he didn't cuss cuss
when his collar button bothered for
five minutes. There was tear in Mrs.
Bowser's eye when she fell asleep. She
might wake up widow. But she
didn't. She awoke to happiness and
to the real living, breathing Bowser.
who was out Of bed and exclaiming In
his good old hearty way:
by the great horn spoon, but you
must have got up in the night and
thrown my socks out Of the window to
q tramp! I've looked around for more'n
an hour, and l can't find hole or hair
Of them
why, you've got 'em on your feet,
replied Mrs. Bowser as glad smile
came to her face.