The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1914-10-17
another such aggravatins woman on

another such aggravating woman on
the face of the earth.''
Mrs. Bowser had nothing more to
say. Mr.. Bowser kicked things out OF
his way as he walked, and the cat rub
bed against leg of the piano and
saw fun ahead. Half an hour later
the hammock was slung between two
of the clothesline posts. 1t was a fair
ly dark evening, and Mr.. Bowser con-
graduated himself that none of the
neighbors had got on to his little
scheme. At l o'clock he was ready to
try the cure. He tried to draw Mrs.
Bowser into an argument about ii. but
she kept clear and went upstairs as he
started out. Bareheaded and with
coat and vest off, he fell into the ham
mock with a grunt of satisfaction and
began counting the stars in the vault
above. Unnoticed by him, the eat had
followed Mt his heels. The night cure
was nothing new to her. and she went
wandering about the yard in search
of summer novelties Ten minutes had
passed, and Mr.. Bowser had Just in
dulged in sneeze which set the ham
mock swinging when the head Of a
neighbor's cat appeared above the
fence For a few brief seconds the
Bowser cat and the interloper exchang-
ing glances Of hate and distrust and
defiance, ana then on top of the fence
they collided.
by the great horn SPOON ejaculat-
ed Mr.. Bowser as he rolled about and
finally fell out OF the hammock. BY
the time he had hit the earth the inter
loper was licked feline and was
heard scrambling over fence three
yards below.
Enter a Canine Intruder.
1t was evident that the cure had a
few drawbacks. but after cussing soft
ly to himself for a minute the patient
climbed back into the hammock and
tried to make himself believe that he
already felt better. He shut his eyes
tightly, determined TO sleep, and the
premonltory Jingle of a second sneeze
was being family felt when there was
q yell and hiss, and the cat went up
the fence aud over It like fash, and
a dog was left whining and growing
within ten feet Of the hammock. The
canine had crept under the alley fence,
and the Bowser cat hadn't waited TO
ask any questions
by thunder. Can't a man find five
minutes peace in his own back yard?"
shouted Mr. Bowser as he rolled out
and looked for clothes prop as Il
weapon Of oifense.
He can that dog three times across
the yard before the animal could find
the hole he came in at and get out
again, and when he returned to the
hammock the romance of the night
was gone. If he hadn't caught sight
Of Mrs. Bowser peering from one OF
the back windows he might have de-
cldcd to call things or until the next
night. That settled matters, however.
He dropped into the hammock and
liAliNtiA hiis anu ilf hNA '~fiA'
back and sat on the fence and looked
down upon him with guardian eyes.
Ten minutes stole quietly away. and
the crickets had begun to sing low
and drowsily. when something fell
from the sky with great slash and
clatter and missed Mr.. Bowser and his
hammock by only few inches.
Something Was an Old Bucket.
by the club footed king, but who
did that?" he demanded as he rolled
out to find that the something was
an old pail.
He had scarcely uttered the word
when an Early Rose potato whizzed by
his ear and struck the fence with a
bang. and ii was followed by a Florida
cabbage stalk, which emitted moan.
ing sound as il grazed the top of his
head. The cat realized that she wasn't
In il and took n skip, but Mr.. BowSer
wasn't TO be bluffed.
you reptiles, III have you jagged
for this" he shouted as he looked
around and failed TO locate any one.