The river press. [volume] (Fort Benton, Mont.) 1880-current, 1914-07-22

sell. IL Il Seeu Is I'!.tl.tHu III fertile sol
it will produce aGaiu."
But there must lie favorable infu
ences."
'Of course! 1t needs sun and rain.''
"Anythillg else. Mrs. Rowser?'
Nothing special. l guess"
"What about the moon?"
"Why, l believe that some old gran.
MES contend that the moon has some
sort of influence on vegetation, but ]
don't think that any level headed farm.
err believes it,"
Will Get the Moon to Work For Him.
That was the point Mr.. Bowser had
been Leading up to. and there was the
light OF triumph in his eyes as he
| walked back and forth and said:
But if the moon does influence veg
citation, if it exercises the greatest
influence over the planting and grow
ing. if it would make a difference Of
500 a year to every farmer to consult
the moOn. then what?"
why, it would be a good thing for
the world at large to know she re-
piled.
Exactly, and the man who proved it
to the world would become famous
and renowned. wouldn't he?"
"Certainly. But what has all this to
do with your planting a dozen differ
ent things in one bed:"
"Just this: l am going to prove the
truth or falsity of this moon business"
But how can you prove or disprove
such a thing:" asked Mrs. Bowser.
by experiment, of course. Tonight
is a moonlight night. l shall take Il
seat beside those tomato plants and
onion sprouts for IN hour or two and
observe what influence the moon has
on them. l will continue the expert
ment for a week, and by the end Of
that time l shall know one way or the
other
Mr.. Rowser decided to do his watch
ing from 8 to II o'clock or later. and
he. carried out Il chair and got note
book and pencil ready before the hour.
Mrs. BowSer was watching from a
back window, and presently she saw
him making a note. 1t probably read:
mo particular effect as yet"
Morpheus Overtakes Mr.. Bowser.
At intervals of ten minutes for the
next hour he jotted down memoran-
dums. Then Mrs. Bowser looked out
after a little to find that book and
pencil had dropped from his hand and
that he was leaning back against the
fence and sound asleep. \ tomcat
vv,1,ocn ovr.inc:kv hal boop ,oo,,co1
showed up on the fence and then
jumped softly down to investigate.
He had scratched up about half the
bed when he was Joined by a second
and in quick succession came grimal-
kins Nos. 3. 4. 5 and 6. They rolled
raked that bed fore and aft with their
claws: they scratched and dug and
devastated. and vet Mr.. Bowser slept
on. 1t was an armed truce between
the cats until the destruction was
complete. Then they went in for a
battle royal.
As if Pursued by a Thousand Furies.
OF course the fight had to begin
right at Mr.. Bowser's feet. The first
mad grapple aroused him from his
agricultural dreams. and as lie sprang
up he stepped on a bundle of cats as
big as Il barrel and pitched forward
and rolled over.
There was a long minute in which
Mrs. Bowser saw legs and arms and Il
bald head and six eats all mixed up
1nl %Yolinp nvnr thn pp.n &C and fhou
something struggled up with a whoop
and dashed for the back door. with
the cats in pursuit. 1t was Mr.. Bow
ser. He entered the kitchen with a
crash, closed the door behind him
with a bang. and Mrs. Bowser got
down from her room just as he tum-
bled up the basement stairs. He was
a licked man. He was an e%x-savant.
He was a played out agriculturist and
a busted experimenter. She estimat-
ed the number OF scratches in sight at
$50.
well, the moon got in it's influence.
l see," she remarked as she wondered
where she could find rags and sweet
oil.
He looked around in a dazed way.
but did not answer.
rs 1t Savant Bowser or whO?"
A scared expression came into his
eyes, and he shuddered. and she led
him upstairs for treatment.
In These Dancing Days.
Church-Do you remember where we
used to g the sign Gone to LMnch''
On the Office dOOr2