Mr and Mrs Bowser.

Te Aroha News, Volume V, Issue 212, 23 July 1887, Page 3

Mr and Mrs Bowser.

I srrrc^c that; Mr Bowser is like the majority of men in putting his best side before the public. The other morning when he left the house he knew the baby was sick, I had a headache, and the cook was disabled by cutting her hand on a piece of «jlas*. 1 had told him that we were out of butter and coftee and potatoes, and h e said ho would stop and order them. Once on the oar he forgot, all about it, and at 11. 80, meeting an old schoolmate, he insisted : " Xovv, you come right up to dinner with mo. I want you to see my house and my family and have a visit. " " But: your wife won't bo expecting company. M "Oh, you come right along. My wife and n.y house are always ready for any visitors I may bring home, and your presence won't cause us an iota of embaraasment." A* 1 1 o'clock I told Jane to pick up any sort of dinner for Mr Bowser, and at 12 Mr Bow ser and his friend entered the house. Lowing him in the parlour, Mr Bowser inshed in on me with : " Get into your Sunday clothes as soon as possible— dress the baby up— tell cook to ha\e tin oe kinds of meat— send fora nigger to wait on the table, and run through the room and pick up things." ik Mi Dowser, have you been idiot enough to bi ing some one home to dinner ?" "Of roiu^e I have. What is thero wrong about that, I'd like to know ?" " Well, where are the groceries you were to order?" "Gioceiies? I -I forgot!" "Jane can't use but one hand, while I should faint away if I tried to dress. You 11 have to take him to a hotel." " Neve; 1 ! When I invite a man to partake of my hospitality I'll never skunk him off to a hotel ! It is a pretty state of aftah-j that my house is all upset in this | manner at this time ! Mrs Bowser, you and I nm«t have a reckoning ! I'll be hanged if I put up with such conduct as tins'":" And then he returned to the parlour, and I heard him say : " Will, old fellow, I find a note from my Birlie (that's me) stating that she has taken the little angel (that's our waU-eyed baby) ! ovei to her sister's for the day, and our idiot of a cook didn't oxpect me home and , has no dinner ready. We'll have to go i down to the restaurant." " That's all right. You've got a beautiful home here." "And the nicest little wife and the prettiost baby in all the world !" exclaimed M t P.owsei as he slapped his leg. — " Detroit Free Pi ess."'