The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1912-12-28
BOwsER's NARROW ESCAPE.
He Gets 1t in the Neck, But Lives
On.
SUNDAY
Mr.. Bowser woke up and sighed.
Re sat up and groaned.

Mr. Bowser woke up and sighed.
He sat up and groaned.
He got out Of bed muttering.
his face and sat down to the breakfast
Bowser solicitously inquired if he hac
been hunting for lost collar button, he
CURLY replied:
grave doesn't feel much like joking
Why. you never looked better in yodr
Perhaps not"
He maintained a frigid attitude during
the remainder of the meal, and she
butcher bill and the lost clothespins and
wondered where the thunderbOlt would
strike. When they went upstairs he
pulled off his coat and vest and pulled
back his collar and said;
u want you to look at the back of ny
neck. It has panied ME all night. Isn't
there lump around there somewhere =,
I can't say for certain she replied
as She Inspected. but I should think you
lump there. and it's fiery red
But how can I have a bite on the back
OF my neck?" he demanded as he drew
a spider can bite you anywhere
spider be hanged he shouted. Il tell
you I have a cancer
You can't have it"
and I'm a doomed man.
Nonsense! It may possibly develop
but what have I done to bring out a
boil? Woman don't try to deceive me!
I have got the feeling that it's a cancer.
Father and mother died of them"
Your mother died of weak heart and
DEATH protested Mrs. Bowser. It's
either a bite boil, and may be gone
Nj Bowser was not convinced. He
= ent to the telephone to get the family
doctor, but Mrs. BOwser dissuaded him
Let it go till night and give it chance
And for a cancer to seize me in Its
fanss"'
the house the cook came up to say:
You'd better go down town to see
about a new cook. ma'arn. If that turns
out TO be cancer on Mr. Bowser's neck 1
wouldn't stay in this house for 500 week.
I was working for man once who had
one, and he got up in the night and tried
Mrs. Bowser hoped against hope until 4
O'Clock in the afternoon. Then Mr.. Bow
ser came home, two hours ahead of time.
She saw the glare IN his eyes as he
banged the hall door open, and she knew
that something had blossomed out and
become a fixture.
DO you know what this internal thing
tsp he demanded as he sat down on the
lounge and lifted his hands to his neck
I'm sorry, if it's cancer" she replied.
''Well. it is. and it will probably cause
my death before the week is out! 1t is
the opinion of the doctor that poison has
been injected into my system"
But how could such a thing happen?"
He stared at her fiXedly for half a
minute and then bent such a ferociOus
look on the family cat, who stood cycling
him with anxiety, that the animal uttered
hiss and fled into the parlor. Mrs. Bow
ser at once went down to the kitchen to
make a flaXseed poultice. and, although
ii was evident that Mr.. Bowser regarded
her as a would-be murderess, she got his
collar and tie Off and the poultice on
after a little argument. He had no appe-
lite for dinner, and during the long even
ing he dozed and muttered and threw
out dark hints.
Tuesday morning the cancer was al
most full bloom, and Mr.. Bowser went
about with his head down as If hunting
ing he had 10 fresh poultices. and Mrs
Bowser made him Cruel, tea and toast
about once an hour. He had little to say.
but it was evident that he knew she
arranged for that thing days beforehand.
Wednesday morning the cancer had