The Kennewick courier. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1905-1914, 1913-01-31

In the history Of America? Did Column
bus discover cats eating catnip when
he landed on these shores? Did the
pilgrim fathers bring their cats and
catnip along to Plymouth rock? Wo-
man, answer me or admit that you
were trying to belittle your own hus-
band in his own house?'
"All that can say is that cats love
catnip," she replied.
You make that as plain statement
of fact, do your
Il do"
'Then l will prove that you don't
know what you are talking about and
need guardian
Mr.. Bowser clapped on his hat and
took a walk He knew his family
| butcher to be an ex-farmer, and he
called at his shop and looked around
and then in casual way inquired:
Jones, did you use to raise catnip
on your farm?"
'"The old woman raised few
bunches-just enough for her CATS"
was the reply.
How for cats?'
"Why, cats eat it like fun, particular
~ about this time of year. If you have
a cat over home and she is ailing just
let her get at bunch of catnip."
"And you stand there and tell me
that catnip is so called because cats
nip at it?'
~ have never heard any other rea-
son."
'Then you don't know enough to
come in when it rains! Cats and cat
nip have no more to do with each 9TH
er than bulls and bulrushes. No won
der you can't tell bones from beef!'
81 can tell jackass when see oneT
exclaimed the butcher, and after glar-
| ing at him for minute Mr.. Bowser
snorted in contempt and walked out.
A farmer who had been selling pota-
toes to the grocer on the corner was
just about starting for home, and Mr..
Bowser walked up and asked him:
"Say. friend, do you grow any catnip
on your farm?"
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''Then how do you grow it?"
"a few punches in the garden for the
CATS"
"But what has it got to do with cats?"
Everything. You could have found
that out by asking your WIFE,"
Mr.. Bowser Is Beaten.
Mr.. Bowser felt like calling him
names and getting up a row, but the
agriculturist was in a hurry and was
soon driving away. An old man who
was leaning against barrel had over
heard the conversation. and he now
butted in with:
"You must have lived in a catless
country not to have heard about cat
nip"
did / ask your opinion. sir?'
"No, but when | find a man who
doesn't know catnip l feel it my duty
to post him. | wouldn't wander very
| far from home if were you! You
might get lost!'
"You old villain! But for your gray
hairs Fd-I'd"- And Mr.. Bowser put
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it there for a few seconds and then
passed on. His family druggist was
proper man to appeal to. but it was
ten minutes before the searcher after
information entered the store. 1t was
another ten before he asked:
doc, do cats eat catnip?"
do cows eat grass?" answered the
druggist.
But is it really true that they do?"
"They love it, Catnip is for cats.
Cats are for catnip. They are one and
indivisible. You can bet your last dol
lar on that"
But l never heard of such thing"
Probably not | believe there are
several things you never heard Of.
However. you can settle this thing
very quickly. Here's bunch of the
stuff bought for my cat today. She's
wandered off somewhere. and you can
take it along"
| Mr.. Bowser took the bunch and
walked off, He hadn't got ten feet
| from the door when stray cat meow
ed at his heels. Before reaching the
other end of the block the number was
six. When within 100 feet Of his gate
it seemed as If there were twenty wall
ing. meowing felines around him, all
making threats against his life if he
did not give up that bunch. and he
suddenly became panic stricken and
fed.
"Well?" queried Mrs. Bowser as she
opened the front door and found him
on the steps breathing heavily.
But he gazed steadily at the rising
moon and made no answer. He had
been defeated. but he meant to save
his honor.
Not So Easy.
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