The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1911-11-25
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Droams Of Huge Lobotero.

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"IIl leave an order with our fish man
the first thing In the morning"
"You'll leave nothing excert thar you
/ will leave the lobster alone after gci
it. This is my affair and you keep
hands Off"
That night Mr.. Bowser dreamed of
Holsters. There were scores and scores
of them, and they were us big as cider
barrels and had claws four feet long
One of them took after him and was
running him through the woods when
he awoke with n yell.
Breakfast was hurried through that
the fish man might be consulted. Ma.
Bowser renewed her offer of the night
previous. but it was repealed with dig.
nifty.
"You he'd your golden opportunity
and failed TO grasp IT," said Mr. Bow
SER "ane now yol need not interfere"
On his way to the Office he called ut
four different fish stores. but failed to
find lobster ct any of them. Then
he went to teephoning, and after many
disappoiatments he struck Place that
answered.
"Why. yen. have a lobster. but only
one, and lie is promised for IL weddng
supper ton.;sht. I,obsters ere mighty
scarce Just now. yoU know
But | must have one"
IF you had only been an hour ear
Her"
but I want that lobster How much
,, did the man pay"
Paid So For Good One.
"He Is 10 pay dollar when he comes
after IT,
"I'll send two by messenger hoy
and you let him have It. Tell the man
the thing got away"
The boy and the money were sent.
and the lobster became the sole proper.
ty of Mr. Bowser. He was taken to
restaurant and % cents paid IN nd
vance for his keep in the iceboX until
the usual hour for going home. Then
he was placed in BASKET. n newspa-
per tied over the boz. and he was start
ed on what was believed to he his last
journey on this earth. Alr Bpwsor
took the street car to his corner. The
basket sat between his feet. and he
hardly took his eyes Off it. Most Of
the passengers guessed that he had n
cat In the basket, and fat man
voiced the general sentiment when he
said:
"You can see by the CLINT IN the
mans eyes and by the cruel lircS
around his mouth that he is taking the
cat to her doom. III bet dollar to Il
nickel that he Is one of them human
hyenas who fairly ravel in blood"
Fatal Stop on Corner.
When the lobster hunter got of the
car he met friend on the corner and
placed the basket on the ground while
they talked. Then it was picked up,
and there was the light of triumph. In
Mr.. Bowser's eyes as he entered the
house.
80 you found one?" asked Mrs. Bow
ser.
Certainly. l wanted lobster and
got lobster. You can come down into
the kitchen and look at him while
instruct the cook about the broillng.
But you know | have broiled a
score of them"
Mr. Bowser waved her aside and
united the string that held the paper
and looked into the basket. There was
startled look In his eyes, and II pale
ness came 10 his face. He was look
Ing around on the floor when Mrs.
Bowser asked:
"What Is 1t? Did you get mutton
chops instead?"
"Hes-hes gonew
''He cant ber'
She picked up the basket and turned
II over and shook II. No lobster.
woman, what does this mean?" de
manded the lobster loser as he turned
on her. II buy lobster and
"And IL you bought one he got away
from you ON the way home. Look
here. Here is a slit in the paper. He