Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1915-01-23

4 Ieel certain there VIII De an accident
Don't be angry with me, and don't run
any foolish risks"
Mrs. Bowser," he said, after a long
look at her. I've lived for forty years
without a guardian and | object to one
now. shall try this horseless car
rage this evening. / shall buy It. ]
shall make daily use of 1t. There is
no need Of any quarreling. You can
take your outings In a rocking chair
and die of consumption"
At that moment the vehicle arrived
and Mr.. Bowser went out to meet It.
When the owner inquired why Mrs.
Bowser had not appeared be was told
that she was not feeling well. He
seemed bit relieved at the news and
added:
Il guess you had better take me along
with you this evening. I don't think
anything will get out of order, but
you'll have more confidence In yourself
If I'm along"
"Oh. I've plenty OF confidence" re-
piled Mr.. Bowser. I'm just going to
scoot up and down in front OF the
house for awhile. Mrs. Bowser is a lit
tie bit shy OF the carriage. but when
she looks out OF the window and sees
me gliding along she'll get over her
nervousness"
You are sure you've got the hang Of
itY
Perfectly sure. It's as easy as spin
ming top"
Look out when you cross the car
tracks mp there, and take due notice of
the brick pile down the street.
wouldn't make the speed over four
miles an hour"
Mr.. Bowser mounted to the seat with
all the confidence Of man starting to
drive pig out of the garden AS be
started the vehicle up he noticed Mrs,
Bowser and the family cat taking a
peep ut him from a front window, and
there was exultation in his heart He'd
make that carriage get up and hump
itself or run the four wheels up tree
He made the first block In tolerably
good shape, though taking up most OF
the street, and then be put on steam
to beat street car at the crossing
AS he did so he just missed an old
woman with market basket who was
crossing the street, and as he crossed
the tracks he made such close shave
of being run down by the car that the
mOtorman had Eve years added to his
age IN ten seconds. He yelled at Mr.
Bowser, and the conductor seconded
his efforts as the rear end of the car
came along, but as the horseless car
rlage was taking a short cut over the
sidewalk and around lamppost their
profane greetings were UNDECIDED. Five
minutes later the vehicle drew up in
front OF the Bowser mansion in good
shape, but the owner of the horseless
carriage anxiously remarked:
IF l we're you I'd go little slow.
This thing wasn't built to climb trees
or jump fences"
Don't worry about me-" replied Mr.
Bowser as he set Off down the street
But there was cause to worry before
he had gone half Il block. A man was
carrying ladder across the street, and
the vehicle hit the ladder and Slowed
the whole United States around and
piled it In heap and run over it The
man with the ladder got up and swOre.
He swore I'm English. French and Ger
man. but Mr.. Bowser was q block and
a half away and turning around for
the spin home. He knew that Mrs.
Bowser and the cat would be looking.
and be pulled the throttle wide open
and cut a dash. The big brick pile
was only half a block away and oc-
cupying half the street He saw 1t.
and he aimed to miss 1t by ten feet.
but five seconds later there was yell
and a crash, which brought out a hun
dred people In no time. The horseless
had tried its best to climb the brick
pile. but had succeeded In getting only
halfway up. They found a tangle of
wheels. spokes, splinters. rods and le-
vers. and in the midst of the tangle
was Mr.. Bowser. He wasn't saying a
word. Indeed. Il was two hours before
he said anything. BY that time the
doctor had patched him up. the police
had driven the crowd away, and Mrs.
Bowser and the family cat had figured
out how IL all came about.
"Has-has anything happenedr' ask
ed Mr.. Bowser as he looked around In
puzzled way.
Nothing lnuch." quietly replied Mrs.
Bowser You've simply been taking
a ride In a horseless carriage"
And why-why am In bed and all
bandaged up?"
'Oh. you are just resting and getting
ready for the next fad"
Then Mr.. Bowser closed his eyes
with sigh. Mrs. Bowser turned down
the gas little. and the cat went down
stairs to look for mice and get the
smell Of arnica and camphor out OF
her nostrils.