BUCOLIC MR. BOWSER WITH EAGER ANTICIPATIONS HE VISITS A SUMMER RESORT. He Wanted to Stay Two Wecki Until 5 He Reached There, When He Soon Fottnd the Eloquent Ad. Failed to I Do the Place Justice. [Copyright, 1902, by C. B. Lewis.] UREKA' signifies 'I have J found it,'doesn't it?" asked Mr. Botrser as he reached home the other evening x "with a smile on his face. "Yes, something like that, I believe," replied Mrs. .Bowser, - jjo you mt-au you hare found a new patent Sre escape or something new in gas burners?" "What I mean is this," he said as he produced a newspaper advertisement and placed it in her hands. "We have been looking for some place out in the country where we could spend a week, JIB. BOWSER GOT AWAY AT AN EAELT HOUB. 5 and here I exclaim 'Eureka!' In other words, I have tumbled on a good thing and solved the problem. Itead it." Mrs. Bowser read: Persons seeking for a homelike place in the country in which to pass a few weeks should write to the Crow's Nest; large, airy rooms, pure air, spring water, fresh vegetables, eggs and milk, plenty or snaae ( and homelike surroundings; table unsurpassed; no children or dogs taken; two minutes to the lake, five minutes to the postofflce; no mosquitoes, flies or malaria; croquet, golf, pingpong, etc.; terms, $6 per week. ''Well, what do you think of it?" asked Mr. Bowser as she returned the slip. "I think it's a fraud," she replied. "That's you, of course. You see a fraud and a swindle in everything. I wouldn't have your suspicious nature for any money. What's wrong about this advertisement?" "It promises too much for the money." "I don't see it that \yay. Here are a farmer and his wife who are lonely for the society of nice people, and, being so . situated that they can make a dozen or so comfortable, they are willing to do it without robbing them. Any one could tell by the very name that it was a nice place to go to. I'll bet that farmer would break his back to make his 9 -lJ 3' ^^ "WELL, DID YOU FIND boarders happy. How soon can you pack the trunks?" "What for?" asked Mrs. Bowser. "Why. to go out there, of course. We want two weeks off, aDd we have found the place. We needn't even wait to write to them. We want those fciry rooms, cool breezes, fresh vegetables and eggs from the nests. 1 can almost imagine myself sailing o'er the placid waters of that lake this very minute. We ought to be able to get away by day after tomorrow. 1 can pack my own trunk tonight." Mrs. Bowser wasn't obstinate, but she was firm. She refused to do any packing until Mr. Bowser had taken a run out to Crow's Nest and looked the place over. He at first flatly refused, arguingfthat no one would dare advertise like that unless things were all right, but finally decided to make the trin. While he was investigating she could be packing, and so no time would be lost During the remainder of the evening be was in the highest spirits. He saw every feature of those homelike surroundings in his mind's eye, and ovei jnd over again h>t reposed in the shade of the pear trees or pulled a boat up and down the lake. Even in his sleep he was playing croquet and hunting hens' nests, and his impatience was so great that be could hardly taste his breakfast Mr. Bowser got away at an early hour, leaving instructions that the trunks shoufd be packed during the day. and after a ride of two hours on the train he arrived at his destination. He was so good natured on the way * that he passed over several little things of an unpleasant nature, and when he was finally dumped out at a country station the conductor had come to regard him as a kind hearted, mild tempered old gentleman. Crow's Nest loomed up half a mile away. It loomed from a sense of duty. If it hadn't loomed, there would have been nothing but a bobiailed cow and a stack of marsh hay to make up the scenery. The prospect didn't strike Mr. Bowser as a cheery one, but he plodded on through the dust of the highway until he reached the house. He might have thought there was some mistake but for a man at the gate who answered his inquiry by replying: "Yes; tins is wows ~>esu xju juu want board/" It was a two story, unpaintod and unfinished farmhouse. The shade was furnished by four or five old plum trees, and there wasn't enough grass about the place to furnish a cow with ten good bites. The lake was behind the'-house, and it was a part of a marsh. "Come in and see my rooms," suggested the man, who had a boil on his neck and a cloth tied around his head. In a dazed way Mr. Bowser followed him. There were five or six untenanted rooms. Some were plastered, and some were not. All of them were airy because most of the window glass was broken. The view from the front rooms took in the highway, an old barn and a field grown up to milkweeds. That from the back was composed of the '"'-a or\r? on nM hnrsp stnndin? j UiUidllJ laut auu v?v? ? r_, , on the shore and wondering whether I he would better drink or not. "Come down and see my wife before you decide/' said the man, and Mr. Bowser followed him downstairs and out into the kitchen and discovered a redheaded, sharp nosed woman who j was making ready to put a mustard ! plaster on her jaw to cure the toothache. "And now I'll introduce you to my boarder," said the owner Crow's i Nest and he led the way to a bench j xlnder one of the plum trees where sat ] a sore eyed man, who rose up and said ; he had gained ten pounds in the last week. "Well, what room will you take, and when can we expect you?" queried the i host. | "Say, now, this Is a blamed fraud!" ' exclaimed Mr. Bowser as he broke ; loose at last. i "What do yon mean, sir?" "I mean that any man who will adi vertise as you do and bring people to ! such a hole as this ought to be booted | all over the United States." "So you are a kicker, eh? I thought you was, as far as I could see you. j Well, I don't want you at any price." "And I wouldn't stop here for SoO a day. Heavens, what gall! You ought to be prosecuted for swindling. You i advertise"? ! "Don't call me no swindler!" warned the host as he grew menacing in his actions. "Is he lookin' for a king's palace and board at $2 a week?" queried the wife as she stood in the door with her hands on her hips. "Who can ask for anything better than airy rooms, a beautiful lake and PARADISE?" SHE ASKED. two minutes to the postoffic-e?" plaintively inquired the sore eyed man as he squinted at the homelike surroundings. Mr. Bowser uncorked with a pop and poured forth cuss words, and the result was a fight in which the otros were o to 1, and he went limping back to the station to get a train. On the way home he was kindly asked by half a dozen passengers how be got a black * eye and a bloody ear and how the collar came to be ripped off his coat and his suspenders busted, but he answered never a word. He was as one deaf and dumb until he reached home, and children who gaw the glare in his eye drew away from him. Mrs. Bowser and the cat sat on the steps as he turned in at the gate and halted at the front of the steps. "Well, did you find paradise?" she a^sked as she braced her feet for the coming explosion. ! But there was none. Mr. Bowser gestured and worked his jaws, but words failed him. ami he limped up the steps, passed her by and fell in a heap in the hall as if dead. M. QUAD. Why It Wa? All Riffht. "You needn't be at all afraid to ( speak to papa, George. I am sure it will be all right." "What makes you think so?" ! "Ke asked me last night what your business is. and when 1 said you were a retired coal dealer he smiled and said < he guessed that settled it.v ? 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