The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1912-07-13
SATURDAY

governor tomorrow and suggest that
tree-toads be introduced into state
prisons"
The above line represents break
in Mr.. Bowser's notes. caused by two
When they saw him sitting under a
tree with his hat off and a cigar IN
his mouth, the team was stopped and
one of them called out;
You Teller there, but what are you
doing?'
what is that to your demanded
Mr.. Bowser, as the song of the tree
toad was forgotten in an instant.
IN show you what 1t is to me!
I'm a constable, and it's my business
to keep an eye out for such fellers as
you. Looking for a chance to rob
some henroost. 1 spose?
You can s'pose any blamed thing
you want to!"
Mighty sassy, amt you? WAL
I'll be back in about an hour, and II
you are here TIL make it hot for
youi"
For the next Is minutes Mr.. Bow
ser was so mad that he paid no atten-
ton to tree-toads, crickets or rustling
leaves, but he finally began TO 'cooi
off, and wrote:
IT have just heard the song of a
whippoorwill, and 1t was not mixed up
/ with the notes of a hand organ or
the wells OF a Street peuOlCA- MIS-
Bowser will be sorry she didn't come
1.-The lowing of the kline reaches my
ear / don't know what they want
to low at night for, but the sodnds are
those of pastoral peace. 1 am an
ass that / haven't spent every night
this summer out here.
I'm the bushes not far away night
ingale has just broken into song.
While his notes are beautiful, they are
also sad. There is somehow a dreamy
| sadness about them that touches the
heart and reminds one Of"
wl!E? p! ~ -" "-l"
This break in Mr.. Bowser's notes was
| occasioned by two tramps who were
"hoofing'' it into town, but stopped
when they saw him under the tree.
Hello Gully! What's doin?" asked
you go onr' shouted Mr. 3owser. as
he identified them for what they were.
"Eh, Gully? What's de matter wild
you % was queried, as they both drew
| nearer. Say, Jim, de old baldhead -
on to something good, and don't want
| to let us in on de ground floor"
by thunder, but didn't tell you 70
go onl" shouted Mr.. Bowser, as he
scrambled up.
You did, Gully, but we are in no
hurry about it. Got a couple rSore
smokers? why don't We give us de glad
hand and make us feel to homer"
| Alas for the tree-toads and whippoor-
Wills and nightingales! Mr. Bowser
sailed in. The tramps expected to pick
fuss with him and win an easy VIC
| tory, but never were men more mis-
taken. He had them licked and on the
run. within five minutes. They unused
| him up some in return, but he sat down
and lighted another cigar, and If he
had been given half an hour to get
over it the songs of the birds and in
| sects might have appealed to his heart
again. Only about 10 minutes had gone
by when the constable returned. He
had with him in the wagon six stout
yeomen, and, as they all leaped to the
ground, the official said:
Now then, you old sheep thief, will
you move on or go to the county jaiI7''
How dare you apply such a term to
me! Do you know whom I am, sir?'
81 don't, and I don't careI Come on,
fellersp'
There was but one thing for Mr..
Bowser to do. He took to his legs and
struck a 2:40 gait. The six took after
him; but, though he was short and fa-,
the tree-toads and whippoorwflls were
encouraging him to do his best and
suit was abandoned.
1t was o'clock in the morning when
Mrs. Bowser heard soft footsteps on the
| sidewalk. They turned in at the gate
and mounted the steps. Someone url-
| locked the door. Someone came tp-
stairs Someone undressed without a
word, moving around on tfptoes. ana
| someone fell into bed with a grunt, to
/ turn on his back, and say to himself.
Thank heaven, she is asleep. and ~
the morning I will lie to her and tell
her I had the best time in my HER
| Copyrighted 1912 by Associated Liter
airy Press.)