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mmmrnmmmKmmmmmBammtmmmmammmmmmmmm MR.BOWSERFcEFOPcAIS IT LASTS THE ENTIRE EVENING, CAUSING MRS. SOWSER MUCH ALARM. Tlie Old Fellow Remains In Gentle Mood and Sits on the Front Steps, : Showing; an Interest In UnfortuJ nates Who Appeal to Him. [Copyright, 1902, by C. B. Lewis.] FROM the front steps of the Bowser mansion Mr. Bowser can be seen as he drops off the car, and Mrs. Bowser was .waiting the other evening and wondering what his mood would be. His action caused her surprise. Instead of coining along down the walk in his aggressive way and blasting the eyes of the umbrella mender and the fruit peddlers who accosted him, his gait | " * * J 1 f/N I "was slow ana genne, auu ue uyney iw | an old clo' man and stopped to ask j the hokey pokey Ice cream seller how business was. He did not open the gate with a kick, but with all due con A HTJCKLEBERBY HAN STOPPED AT THE GATE. sideration, and be smiled at Mrs. Bowser and the eat and remarked that it bad been a hot day. "Have you got a sore throat or a headache?" queried Mrs. Bowser as he chucked her under the chin in passing into the house. "Not at all. dear," he smilingly replied. "It's been rather warm, but I don't know when I've felt better. Have j you got one of your usual good din- | ners this evening?" It wasn't a good dinner. Mrs. Bow- j ser had been out shopping, and the j cook had taken things easy and for- j gotten two or three orders. Mr. Bow- j sers smue tiia not raue. uuwever. not only ate whatever was placed before him, but enjoyed it "and had a word of praise now and then. Nine i times out of ten on coming home to such a dinner he would have pounded I on the table and demanded to know if he were looked upon as a bog to eat such stuff as that and the cook and the cat and Mrs. Bowser would have had chills for a week. On this occasion not a complaint, not a criticism, was made. He laughed and joked and kept his good nature, and as the meal j was finished he patted Mrs. Bowser on the shoulder and said: "I thank you, little woman, for always consulting my tastes as you do. i Any place you'd like to go this evening?" "I?I guess not" she replied. "You are sure you are well?" "Perfectly sure. Don't I look it? Did you have money enough for your shop ping? I meant tt# have left you 910 this morning, but it slipped my mind. How handsome and intelligent the old A DRUNKEN MAN WENT cat looks! We will sit on the steps and enjoy the cool breeze while I smoke." Mr. Bowser had taken a seat on the front steps after dinner on several occasions, and the result each time had I been a row with street fakirs and passing loafers. Mrs. Bowser watched him , with her heart in her mouth, and the cat's eyes began to shine as she thought of conflicts, but no calamity occurred. A huckleberry man with four boxes left over stopped at the gate and shouted and shrieked and yelled, but , instead of rushing down the steps and j taking him by the throat Mr. Bowser I simply shook his head and went on j "watching the flight of the nighthawks. The banana man not only stopped at j the gate and whooped, but he entered i it and stood at the foot of the steps and hung on for ten minutes. Had it been the evening before he would not have whooped twice before the clammy hand j of death would have been at his throat He was going away discouraged when Mr. Bowser actually bought half a dozen bananas and divided them among the boys playing about. Mrs. Bowser trembled from head to heel as she witnessed the incident, and her voice sounded strangely in her own ears as she hesitatingly said: "Mr. Bowser, don't you think we, ought to send for the doctor?" "The doctor? Why, what on earth do we want of the doctor?" he laughingly replied as he slyly pinched her ear. "The hot weather may?may have affected you, you know." "La, la! It's been a hot day, but I feel as if I could run a foot race. Hello! Here comes our old friend Cyrus." Cyrus was the name he had given to an old vagabond who had come whining for alms every evening in the week until thrown over the fence for a fraud. On this occasion Cyrus had struck the street by accident, and as he looked up and saw the man who had toyed with him he started to run. "Here, man!'' shouted Mr. Bowser. "Come back here and get a dime!" "Do you mean that?" asked the vag as he turned about. "Of course I do. You'll want beer, If not a bed." "And you won't pick me up and try to throw me over the treetops?" "Certainly not. I guess I used you a little rough the other night, but I was only joking, you know." The man got his 10 cents and backed off with doubt and surprise written on every line of his face, and he had not yet turned the corner when an old clo' man came along. He was an old clo' man who had come along one evening the week before and given Mr. Bowser "sass" and had to flee for his life. Realizing the peril, he was sliding past the gate on this occasion without a word when he was startled to hear a vnipft eallimr: "Say, old clo\ come in a minute. I gave you a run the other night, but I had a headache and was excusable. If you'll come tomorrow, my wife will look up two or three 6uits for you. I like your voice. Please yell out a few times." The man took to his heels and made off, looking over his shoulder as he ran, and Mrs. Bowser furtively wiped a tear from her eyes and said: "Mr. Bowser, the doctor is sure to be at home at this hour, and I'd like you to telephone him to come over. It won't do you any harm to have him examine your head." "The doctor again! Why, what do you imagine can ail my head?" "You may have met with a fall or something. Don't you remember the case of the man who was wandering around and hud forgotten his own name? A hot day sometimes affects the brain without a person realizing It." "Don't be a goose." replied Mr. Bow ser. "I haven't forgotten that my name is Bowser, and I don't think my brains have turned to cod liver oil." "Did 1 tell you the coal was out?" she asked, determined to arouse him. "No, but I expected it would be." "And the gas bill is a dollar more this month." "Is it? Well, we can stand that." "And the cook wants $2 more per month." "Then give it to her." "You?you don't feel strange or dizzy or anything of that kind?" queried Mrs. Bowser as they went upstairs. "Not a bit," he replied. "I don't understand your solicitude about me. Is it so strange that I'm feeling tiptop and could eat two raw lobsters if I bad 'em?" "Then you haven't had nosebleed or a buzzing in your ears?" "Nonsense! Say, now. but I begin to think that the hot weather has been e TO BED ON THE GRASS. too much for you. I'll put the ice bag at your feet and a wet rag around your bead If you have a feeling of goneness." Mr. Bowser could not be aroused. He sat and smoked and joked and laughed, and even when a drunken man came along and opened the gate and went to bed on the grass he was carefully moved to the sidewalk and a Dickel placed in his vest pocket to buy a morn in? nip with. Peace, harmony and good nature prevailed at 8 o'clock and at 0 and 10, and Mr. Bowser was smiling and the cat purring at bedtime. "What does it mean?" queried Mrs. Bowser of herself for the hundredth time, but she could not answer. All she could do as Mr. Bowser slept was to sit up and gaze into his peaceful countenance and silently pray to Providence that he would not awake at midnight and arm himself with an ax and slaughter the family. M. QUAD. GOOD LIVING Quite often results in bad health, because what is termed "good livingis usually the gratification of the palate without reference to the nutrition of the body. When the good liver is a business man ? and rises from a j/frw full meal to plunge at once into work jeT requiring mental effort the result is jfgjgl almost sure to be VnHj' disastrous, because digestion draws ^hEBS^. upon the same uervous forces which are emIn time the stomach becomes dis?S| eased, the pro, >?P cesses of digestion \U and nutrition are \1| imperfectly per\ formed and there 11 lj| is a physical /j * 1 breakdown. / l\ Dr. Pierce's V J? Golden Medical Discovery cures Tom diseases of the stomach and other organs of digestion and nutrition. It eliminates the effete poisonous matter which originates in the system as a consequence of imperfect digestion. It gives sound health to the whole body. "I wish to say to the woria mat ut. t-iercr s Golden Medica'l Discovery has proved a great blessing to me." writes Mrs. Ellen E. Bacon, of Shutesbury, Franklin Co., Mass. "Prior to September, 1897, I had doctored for my stomach trouble for several years, going through a course of treatment without any real benefit. In September, 1896, I had very'sick spells and grew worse; could eat but little. I commenced in September, 1897. to take Dr. Pierce's medicine, and in a short time I could eat and work. I have gained twenty pounds in two months Free. Dr. Pierce's Common Sense Medical Adviser is sent free on receipt of stamps to pay expense of mailing only. Send 21 one-cent stamps for the book in paper covers, or 31 stamps for the clothbound volume. Address Dr. R. V. Pierce, Buffalo, N. Y. A GREAT PEACH CROP THAT WHICH GREW AROUND NEW YORK IN THE YEAR 1679. Apparently the Luscious Fruit Wa>i More Abundant on Manhattan Island Than Anything: Else Except Bad Barbados Rum. Rooks of travel usually contain a vast amount of matter that is unimportant and a good deal that is untrue, besides not a little that is uninteresting, and the old travelers who wrote about their voyages to New York furnished few exceptions to the rule. Tantalizing, therefore, is the diary of an observer who visited these shores in 1G79; who had a reportorial instinct for the important, the true and the interesting; whose journeys covered the entire territory now known as the Greater New York; who wrote fully and graphically of all he saw, and whose observations have all come down to us, with the exception of some thirty pages describing New York city at the time of his visit. Exactly that which woulduiow be most valuable is lcrt; but, from what remains, we can learn a good deal about the New York of those days. Jaspar Dankers is the writer whose imffR'Ssions of New York have thus been lost to the world, and in what has been preserved of his writings the chief thing that forces its attention upon the reader is the magnitude of the peach crop in these parts during the year of his visit. He was a religious enthusiast, the leader of the Labadists, a sect that flourished briefly on three * ^ . .1 a J.1 continents toward ine ciose ui me seventeenth century, and his voyage companion was a minister of the same sect. But there is little of this in his diary against a great deal of what they ate and drank, and on occasions when they went to the little church in the fort where the custom house is now the fact is mentioned with some apologies, one service being attended "in order to avoid scandal and for other reasons" and others because "my companion is endeavoring to learn the language." But on the very day of their arrival in New York, Sept. 23, 1G79, we begin to hear of the eatables and drinkables, especially the peaches. "He first took us to the house of one of his frieuds, who welcomed him and us and offered us some of the fruit of the country, very fine peaches an/d full grown apples, which filled our hearts with thankfulness to God. This fruit , was exceedingly fair and good and i pleasant to the taste, much better than | - ? J - - 1 mat m nonuiiu or eisewueie, iuuu^u I believe our long fasting and craving for food made it so agreeable. After taking a glass of madeira we proceeded. As we walked along we saw in different gardens trees full of apples of various kinds and so laden with peaches and other fruit that one might doubt whether there were more leaves or fruit on them. I have never seen in Europe in the best seasons such an overflowing abundance. When we finished our tour and had given our guides several letters to deliver, we returned to his father-in-law's. He regaled us in the evening with milk, which refreshed us much. We had so many peaches set before us that we were timid about eating them, though we experienced no ill effects from | mein. And the next day, Sunday, the rec: ord opens with this: "I was surprised on waking to find j my comrade had already dressed himself and breakfasted upon peaches." So it went every day. Toward the end of the week they crossed the ferry (for less than half a cent apiece) to Long Island, where the people made them "very welcome, sharing with us bountifully whatever they had, whether it was milk, cider, fruit or tobacco, and especially, first and most of all, miserable rum, which had been brought from Barbados and which is called by the Dutch 'kill-devil.' These people are very fond of It, and most of tnem extravagantly so, although it is very dear and has a bad taste." But on Long Island, as elsewhere, the peaches were as good as the rum was bad. "It is impossible to tell how many peach trees we passed, all laden with fruit to breaking down and many of them actually broken down. We came to a place surrounded with such trees from which so many had fallen off that the ground could not be discerned and you could not put your foot down without trampling them, and notwithstanding such large quantities had fallen off the trees still were as full as they couid bear. The hogs and other animals mostly feed on them." The peaches in Harlem were as plentiful and still more delicious. When they went up to the north end of Manhattan island, we find this notice: "Before we left (Harlem) we did not omit sunolvina: ourselves with peaches, Tvliicli grew in an orchard along the road. The whole ground was covered with them and with apples, lying upon the new grain with which the orchard was planted. The peaches were the most delicious we had yet eaten." But they need not have taken the precaution mentioned, for even after crossing Spuyten Duyvil they found more peaches than ever. "We came to a road which was entirely covered with peaches. We asked the boy why they left them lie there and did not let the hogs eat them. He answered: 'We do not know what to do with them, there are so many. The hogs are satiated with them and will not eat any more.' From this we may judge of the quantity of them."? H. H. N. in New York Mail and Express. * It is a shiftless trick to send for a doctor when you have a boil.?AtchisoD Globe. Brain Food Nonsense. Another ridiculous food fad has been branded by the most competent authorities. They have dispelled the silly notion that one kind of food is needed for brain, another for muscles and still another for bones. A correct diet will not only nourish a particular part of the body, but it will sustain every other part. Yet, however good your food may be, its nutriment is destroyed by indigestion or dyspepsia. You must prepare for their appearance or prevent their commg by taking regular doses of Green's August Flower, the favorite medicine of the healthy millions. A few doses aids digestion, stimulates the liver to healthy actioD, purifies the blood, and makes you feel buoyant and vigorous. Yuu can get this reliable remedy at Kaufmann's Drug Store. Get Green's Special Almanac. DUMAS AS A COCK. He Was Particularly Good In the Preparation of Turkeys. Dumas pere was in producing the slave of his pen and never studied in his life. No author ever owed less to education or book learning and more to a perpetually fresh and unsophisticated mind and to sociable intercourse with the bright spirits of his day, the upper Bohemia, the best artists, dramatic authors and lions of various kinds of his time. His one accomplishment was his neat, flowing, clerklj handwriting, but be knew nothing of science, of any kind of serious literature, and as he had never thought of punctuation before he burst on the world as an author left It always to the proofreader. Like Rossini, if Dumas had not been the authc^a^ "Monte-Christo" and other novels Imat brought him each a fortune (whicA he ?x ?? L/\ rt /Ir\\ hn miorlif . JSpt'XiL US auuu us lucr aiuut/, iuv, I have been a great cook. I partook of a lunch he cooked two years before his death at the house of Gudin, the painter. He came to cook it in this way: Gudin, meeting him on a Friday on the boulevard, said: "A friend has just sent me three splendid turkeys from Devonshire. What shall 1 do with them?" "You should let me cook them," said Dumas. "All right." "But I must go tomorrow to prepare them for the spit." Dumas arrived next morning with a hamperful of truffles for the turkeys and, not to allow any to go to waste, brought calves' sweetbreads and other delicacies which are the better for truffle accompaniments. He prepared his "plats" carefully and suggested that if Gudin wished to invite friends to a particularly well cooked lunch then was his time. "Perhaps," he added, "you had better call on Alboni and ask her to come. She will crown the feast by singing a brindisi." So said, so done. Dumas acted as chef in the kitchen until it was almost time to serve the lunch. A most brilliant company had been invited to judge of "le grand Alexandre's" culinary talents. They declared he deserved the name of "Alexandre le Grand" and expressed their sorrow that his literary genius had deprived the world of the greatest chef of the nineteenth century. Dumas used also to cook the grand dinners which Mme. Rattazzi gave at Florence when her husband was prime minister of Italy.?London News. It Needs a Tonic." There are times when your liver -I J - _ neeas a iodic, xjou i give pui^au?co that gripe and weaken. De Witt's Little Early Risers expel all poison from the system and act as tonic to the liver. W. Scott, 531 Highland ave., Milton, Pa, says: "I have carried DeWitt's Little Early Risers with me for several years and would not be without them.*' Small an easy to take. Purely ^getable They never grippe or distress. J. E. Kaufmann. A Young Lady's Life Saved, At Panama, Columbia, by Chamberlain's Colic, Cholera and Diarrhoea Remedy. Dr. Chas. H. Utter, a prominent physiciaD, of Panam, Coiumbia, in a recent letter states: "Last March I had as a patient a young lady sixteen years of age, who had a very bad attack of dysentery. Everything I prescribed for her proved effectual and she was growing worse every hour. Her parents were sure she would die. She had become so weak that she could not turn over in bed. What to do at this critical moment was a study for me, but I thought of Cnamberlain's Colic, Cnolera and Diarrhoea Remedy and as a last resort prescribed it. The most wonderful result was effected. Within eight hours she was feeling much V-mrf/ar. i r, c 1 / I o /"if thrt-o i^hvk Wflfi i 'UU'UV/ upon her feet and at the end of one week was entirely well." For sale by J. E. Kaufmann. OLD FASHIONED. What has become of the old fashioned man who dressed up to serve on the jury? What has become of the old fashioned woman who thought going to a circus was sinful? Speaking of old fashioned things, what has become of the child who minded its mother? What has become of the little old schoolgirl whose braids were so short and stumpy they were called pigtails? What has become of the old fashioned woman who used to say to her children, "You'll drive me distracted?'' What has become of the old fashioned man who, according to the neighbors, could lie as fast as a horse could trot? What has become of the old fashioned man who came to town wearing a soldier overcoat, with a buffalo lap robe in his wagon? What has become of the old fash Soncd woman wlio used to say that a little bird came and told her when asked where she heard a piece of gossip??Atchison Globe. Onion Sauce. As a change from the tomato sauce usually served with breaded lamb chops try an onion sauce made in this way: Slice two or, if very small, three onions and cook them in water for a few moments and drain. Put them into just enough boiling water to cover, add a little salt and cook until tender. Cook together two tablespoonfuls each of flour and butter and when perfectly smooth add one-half pint of stock, three or four tablespoonfuls of cream and a saltspoonful each of salt and 6ugar and a dash of cayenne. When the onion is tender, press it through a colander and add the water in which It had been cooked.?New York Post. All Were Saved. ..T! T J L "JDor years x suusreu ?ucu uuuuiu misery from Bronchitis," writes J. H. JobnsroD, of Broughtor, Ga, "tbat often I was unable to work. Theo, when everything a'so failed, I was wholly cured by Dr. King's New Discovery for Consumption. My wife suffered intensely from Asthma, till it cured her, and all our experience goes to show it is the best Croup medicine in the world." A trial will convince you it's unrivaled for Throat an$ LuDg! diseases. Guaranteed bottles 5Gc amd $1 00 Tribl bottles free at J. E Kaufmann. The Work of Envy. The leading lady was in tears, and the morning paper lay crumpled at her feet. "What is the matter?" the manager asked. "This horrid critic," she sobbed. "Let me see. Where? What has he said?" "There," she replied, pointing to the dreadful paragraph. "It says my acting was excellent, but that my gown j didn't seem to fit me at all. I just I know that was written by some spiteful woman."?Chicago Record-Herald. The Small Brother. "I heard him call you 'Duckie,'" announced the small brother. "Well, what of it?" demanded his sister defiantly. "Oh, nothin' much," answered the small brother. "I was only thinkin' I maybe it's because of the way you walk, but it ain't very nice of him."? ; Chicago Post A Case In Point. "Jobbers was thrown from his wheel this morning, but he pluckily arose and remounted." "Indeed? Well, that's a case of man's not knowing when he's well off."?Richmond Dispatch. I Aptly Termed. A farmer in a flood district, watching i liis mortgaged house and barn fall over and float down the river, remarked, 'That represents my floating indebtedness." j If the Baby is Cutting Teeth. Be sure and use that old and well tried remedy, Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup for children teething. It soothes the child, softens the gums, allays all pain, cures wind colic and is the best remedy for diarrhoea. Twenty-live cents a bottle. It is the best of all. Kodol Dyspepsia Cure Digests what you eat. > TOMMY AND GRANDPA. GRANDPA lay sleeping serenely Where the shade of the mapl?fl 4 * was cast; The hammock was swayed by the ' zephyrs That kissed his high brow as they passed. Perhaps he was dreaming of angels As Tommy played near him out there, Chasing butterflies out of the flowers And tossing his curls in the air. The ho6e was attached to the hydrant, ! With a full head of water turned on. And the nozzle lay harmless, unnoticed. Where the grass had grown brown on the lawn. ^ Dear grandpa, with one leg hung over The side of the hammock, still swayed.' And the leaves fluttered gayly above him. It was eighty or so in the shade. A smile was on grandpa's glad features i When Tommy discovered the hose. I Perhaps he was dreaming of cherubs ^ ur Deautirui rairies, v/no Knows: But the smile disappeared when sweet Tommy, Forgetting that grandpa was there, Stood carelessly letting the water Squirt forty feet up in the air. "With a yell like a grown up Comanche Dear grandpa attempted to rise; The water streamed under his collar And into his ears and his eyes! Tv'ith a foot tangled up in the hammock He leaped like a trout on the hook ; And turned three fliptiaps without stopping To pick out the course that he took. ! ** A child who had stains on his features, "Whose eyes were still tearful and red, Lay sobbing, with sad recollections, And tossing alone in his bed. His breast was o'erburdened with sorrow; In his heart and elsewhere he v$as sore, And he murmured, "I don't want to never Go visltin' grandpa no morel" ?Chicago Record-Herald, i >1 A Practical Difficulty. fn mi /? *\ o* A * ? ? J '"' xj* He?I'd go to the end of the world J with you, darling. A She?Yes, but have you got the car J fare??Chicago American. I A Fine Liver Cure. I Greenville, Tenn. fl I have thoroughly convinced my- 4 self that Dr. Baker's Blood and fl Liver Care is the finest medicine J made for Indigestion and Constipa- ^ tion. (I have tried them all) and was cured by the use of this medicine, after all others had failed. I most cheerfully and unhesitatingly endorse it. Yours truly, H. N. Baker, Mayor, j For sale at the Bazaar. | j The Best Prescription for Malaria Chills, and Fever is a bottle of 4 Grove's Tasteless Chill Tonic. It is J simply iron and quinine in a tasteless rrn? I from. INo cure, 110 paj. X I I<JC uvu. M I 'Jf FRUIT TIB ! W That Grow and Bear Frnit. 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It is well kept?clean linen, prompt and polite service and get it quickly. Quiet and order always prevail. You get what you order and pay only for what you get. Within easy reach of desirable sleeping apartments. j OPEN ALL NIGHT. 5. DAVID, Proprietor. February 2u. 4