The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1916-01-29

FOOT girl HOOr slrl! L am SO sorry
for you. l will go down at once and
telephone for the doctor, and to tell
him to let nothing interfere with COM
ing at once"
Il wouldn't do it, my dear" replied
Mrs Bowser as she opened her eyes.
Il have had one of those beastly bill
ious headaches all day, but am get
ting the better of it now
Thank heavens!" exclaimed Mr.
BowSer as he raised his hands. Mag
gle told me that you were as good as |
dead, and it took all my courage to |
come up here All, yes, you are bet |
ter, and probably by tomorrow you |
can be out of bed again. 1 am not a |
trained nurse, of course, but as any |
doctor will tell you, the first thing |
is for you to get some food in your
stomach Mrs. Bowser, how would you
like some fried pork sausa ges ?''
The invalid managed to restrain the
smile which was coming to her face
and the Shudder which was going to
shake the bed, and feebly shook her
head in reply.
My grandmother always wanted
fried pork sausages when she had a
headache, but, of course. things have
changed since her day I wish Maggie
had known enough to have had a
among the meat, cabbage, carrots,
beets and grains you could probably
have found something to tickle your
palate"
/ a
day next week." replied Mrs. Bowser.
Il do not want anything to eat to-
night"
But a doctor would insist" per-
sisted Mr. Bowser II will run down
Maggie was of the opinion, when
gravely consulted, that a cocoarut pie
would be much better than anything
in the meat line, and Mr.. Bowser was
not more than a minute in getting
under his hat and inside his overcoat
and starting on a run for the bakery.
He was back in less than ten minutes
with a bland and good natured look
and cocoanut pie, and with his own
hands he cut it in halves and fastened
up stairs. Mrs. Bowser thanked him
very sweetly, but declined to eat She
said that in about three days she
would eat three cocoanut pies all at
once if he asked her to.
But there must be something" he
went on as he scratched his head in
a puzzled way How about chicken
soup? 1 can get the chicken at the
butchers in five minutes"
| Let it go this evening, dear"
But mutton broth?'
You are very kind, Mr.. Bowser, but
we won't talk of anything more in
wiring out the towel, if you will, and
| then 1 will try to sleep again"
Mr.. Bowser fastened to do as she
wanted, and then patted her cheek in
| a loving way ana walked softly out Oh
| the room. He went down into the
kitchen and told Maggie that he had
pulled Mrs. BowSer through the crisis
/ and was quite sure she would live. He
warned her against rafting the dishes
or the stove lids, and then went up to
| the sitting room and took seat and
folded his arms and waited. He felt
| a glad relief and did not kick at the
cat when she came around to rub
| against his leg. He thought of tele-
/ nh r. 6aa hut Fl1o
the doctor do more than he had done
| if he should respond? He thought of
the way he had conducted himself on
previous occasions and he felt ashamed
| of himself.
Mr.. Bowser heard autos and wagons
going past the house wit h arattling
and a banging and he wanted to rush
out and throw frozen potatoes at the
heads of the drivers
| A cat walled out in the back yard
and he softly raised a window and
made use of such words as promptly
sent her jumping over seven-foot
fence.
There was a boy yelled out in front
of the house, and he wished that that
boy had no less than six boils on his
legs.
There came a long interval of ST
| lence and Mr.. Bowser was doing off
| to sleep when there came a sharp ring
at the door. He started up with NUT
| tered implications on the head of who
ever it might be and tip-toed down the
hall and opened the door. There stood
a man, who whiningly asked:
Boss. can you give a poor fellow
ten cents for a nights lodging?"
IT will give you ten-twenty-fifty
"a hundred" shouted Mr.. Bowser a
loud as he dared, and he surprise
that poor unfortunate by THROWN
him off the steps head-first into
snowdrift, and then picking him GU
again and throwing him over tn
fence. Neither of them enjoyed tn
performance very much-the tram
/ because he was the victim and NJ
Bowser because he had to be so quie
about it.
The tender-hearted guardian an
protector of Mrs. Bowser returned to
the house and his watch and nothin
| further occurred to create a disturb
! ance. Even the cricket on the heart
buttoned up his lips. as they used t
term it.
Bowser nodded. Bowser slept. /
his dreams he saw Mrs. Bowser dane
that she had never felt so good in tel
years.
The bells struck midnight. Bows
awoke. Mrs. Bowser stood before hin
and was saying:
MY headache has all gone, NJ
Bowser and I want to thank you fc
your kindness
Yes" he replied with blinkin=
eyes You had one of your burned
trouble. You brought it on yourself
by some careless act, and if you ever
do it again it will mean but one thing
l-divorce."
Bowser had recovered from his ten
derheartedness. He was Bowser again