The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1914-11-19
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up again. carrying dish in ibis hand.
scented the Odor of fried sausages
and nearly expired.
II happened to thinktof what my
grandmother used 10 say" he observ-
ed as he put the dish down $. ',She al
ways contended that. fried, sausages
were better than any+doctors medi-
cine. AS soon as you can eat three or
four I believe your headache will en-
tirely disappear b esq
/ think it hurt his feelings bit be
cause refused 70 make an effort, but
ed that his Aunt Ellen suffered for
twenty years with headaches, but fin
ally learned that il she sat propped up
in bed they would 20 away within an
hour. tried to please him.. but was
so much worse after fifteen. minutes
that he agreed that his Aunt Ellen
must have had asthma instead OF a
headache. W
How Mr. Bowser got things ready
for breakfast did not learn until next
morning. Then | found that he had
ground coffee and allspice together.
mixed sausage, corned beef, cabbage.
oatmeal and sage together for hash
and dropped the wiping cloth into the
teakettle, When he came up again l
had fallen into a light. sleep, and the
cat was there. AS soon as he began
talking to the feline awoke.
80 you are here. are you. you miser-
able, wall eyed son Of a gum he said
in stage whisper. 81 can't wiring
your old neck here aud now, but don't
forget that am on your trail. II Mrs.
Bowser dies. and there is chance that
she will. I'll be the death of you with
in fifteen minutesi II she pulls through
my vengeance will only be delayed.
have sworn to have your scalp, and
have it | willr'
The cat got downstairs and out on
the back fence as soon rs possible to
do some thinking. and as soon as Mr.
Bowser discovered that was awake
he offered TO go over TO the drug store
and get me some salts, carbolic acid.
chloride OF lime or anything else any
of his family had ever heard of in con
nection with any ailment whatever.
When | replied that | needed nothing
in that line he offered to go ont and
arouse the butcher and baker and
bring in pork chops and graham bread.
He suggested pickles and sardines
from the delicatessen store for an ap-
petizer and for long five minutes
descanted on the virtues OF hard cider
as a cure-all.
Soothing Literature.
As wanted nothing but sleep to
cure my headache. he decided to sit 10y
me and read me 10 sleep Under the
circumstances l couldn't tell him that
II he would go downstairs | would be
asleep in ten minutes. He looked
around for a book, but the only thing
at hand was a copy Of the voyage Of
Captain Cook. That was rs good AZ
anything, according TO Mr. Bowser.
Every word seemed to 20 through my
head, but ! shut my eyes and glftted
my teeth and let him read on. How
many islands and continents the cap
tain discovered | shall never recall to
memory. but | recollect that he had
been discovering here aud there for a
number OF years. when he landed to
be eaten by cannihals. Mr. Bowser's
voice betrayed considerable emotion
when he reached this point. He had
never been eaten himself. hut he knew
how II must be- The natives were
working away when | fell asleep and
lost Mr.. Bowscr. the cannlhals. the
captain and all else.
II was daylight when | awoke. My
headache was all gone and was my
self again. Mr.. Bcwser had also read
himself to sleep. He sat in his chair
in n heap. the book on the floor beside
him and the cat on her back asleep.
with legs in the air.
by George" exclaimed Mr.. Bowser
as l reused him up. II didn't know
whether you would pull through or
not. You were an awfully sick wo
man and nothing but my loving care
and knowledge Of what should be done
pulled you through And now let this
be great moral lesson to you 10 be
have yourselfH'