Bridgeton pioneer., 1914-12-24

and looked at the mau ou the S,-ps
and screamed out III agOnl1ed tun,.s.
"Old clo'! Old clo' Cash tor old
clo'y'
Move on, you scoundrel.' shouted.
Mr.. Bowser.
"OId clio. OLD clio. buy old clos
for cashr
"By the beard Of Pluto, but I'll have
your life If you don't move on.' ex-
claimed Mr.. Bowser. as he clattered
down the steps with a tragedy in either
eye.
The old clothes man ran across the
street, but no farther. and from his.
new position he shouted and yelled un-
til he had collected a crowd of half a.
hundred. and Mr. Bowser had been
forced into the house.
"You see you can't do anything"
said Mrs. Bowser
81 will do something" he hotly re-
piled. Are all the ordinances of this
city made for the benefit of such howl
ing demons? Has a taxpayer and
property owner no rights? If there.
are no laws to protect me, then III pro-
tect myself"
Lays Hands on an Offender.
Out he went again, and he was just
in time to encounter a man who had
turned in from Fourth street, yelling:
KNIVES to grind-o! Knives to grind-ol
Bring out your knives to grind-or'
Mr.. Bowser walked down to the gate
He looked like dangerous man. but
the knife grinder was willing to take
chances If he could make nickel He
halted his grinder on wheels and utter
ed his yell of "Grind-or' as II Mr..
Bowser was forty rods away. He was
still hanging on to the 20" when he
was seized and banged against the
fence, and voice rang in his ears:
"You Internal nuisance. shut up. or
I'll break your neckp
The grinder shut up He looked into
Mr.. Bowser's eyes and became afraid
However, as he was released after a
minute and told to move on his cour-
age returned, and he hadn't got more
than ten feet away before he turned
and said:
''You knocka and banga me. and /
TAXA Qe law on you!
Mrs. Bowser opened the door and
tried to argue the matter with MIR.
Bowser, but he declared he'd wet his
hands in the life blood of the next
nuisance who came along. He didn't
have over ten minutes to wait. A junk
dealer, an umbrella mender, tinker
and popcorn man suddenly appeared
H. ,,,I All to-, a.
drown the notes of the band on the
corner. Mr.. Bowser rose up like a
bull about to make his last charge and
was at the gate as they halted.
"Old junk! Umbrellas to mend! Fix
your pans! Fresh POPCORN shouted.
the four, as they waved their arms
Cheers For Mr.. Bowser.-
Mrs. Bowser threw up the window to-
/ call out. but she was too late. Mr..
Bowser had sailed in. He upset the
| junk cart and junk dealer. He over
| turned popcorn cart and popcorn deal
| er. He filed the air with the old UNI
| brellas and tinker tools. and it was.
| Spion Kop over again, with Mr.. Bow
| ser in place of the Beers. He met the.
enemy and they were his. and in five
minutes he was in possession of the
| field of battle. He was cbeered by
the crowd which gathered, and dozen
overenthusiastic taxpayers insisted on
| a speech. man had arisen who had
| taken up the cudgel for reform, and
they wanted to know his policy to-
ward firecrackers, baseball and kite
| flying. Mr.. Bowser backed up against
| the gate. but before he could collect
his oratory fat policeman seized him
and said:
| you old rufflan! But you want tor
| get up riot and disturb half the.
town, do you? Come along with mer'
| Mr.. Bowser was walked to the police
court and left in the "pen" till the
| judge was ready to hear his case ands
| say:
"You may be citizen and taxpayer
and reformer, but you have no right
to take the law into your own hands.
/ fine you $40. and If you are brought
here before pe again on the same
| charge / shall feel it my duty to put
! you where you can do no more harm
| for six monthsr
Didn't tell you how 1t would Z
end?' asked Mrs. Bowser. when he
! got home.
But Mr.. Bowser said no word In re-
| ply.
Beat Him to It.