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About The morning Astorian. (Astoria, Or.) 1899-1930 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 27, 1906)
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 17, 1908, THE MORNING ASTOMAN, ASTORIA, OREGON. oooooooooooooc An Angel In Disguise By Virginia Leila Wentx Cowrltflit, tut), br Ruhr DuugU )0OOOOOOO0OO0 At Twenty-tlili-d ntntot Kennard turned dismally from Broadway Into Flftb avouue. Suturday afternoon and notliliiif to do! Tbatik to tbnt con founded pot ton broker, wlio couldn't be aeon till Monday, lie wn oulltfod to re main lu town orer Humbiy. Woll, ho mlk'tit tin woll walk up to LU botcl-a constitutional of thirty odd block would do liliu ifim. It wm tlio flrt week In May, and In local twolldom wooden boarding vera already betflmiliiK to go up and bldeou grueu shades wore appearing down tlio cutlro IviiKtli of drawing room windows. Outside tb florists' ahop tuuiuo papered pot of blossom atlll remained, naming of Eaator and April, but tlio duor atood open rereal Ing a rlcli vista uf blinmi ngiilmt back ground of palm. One Kennard no ticed oui fiiNblouubly frocked women atandlug within, cbooalng tit lent of tlio aoawiu'a violet. " - "Rnhl" be until. deliberately turnlnir but bead away nud looking at th aplre 01 pi. rninrna cauieurai iniueau, "Wtiy do wniuon all lova those fooliitli flower r Now, once there waa a girl, a neigh thorn, llor companion, It oppoared, 1 wa aufforlng from amotlilng very f ri " n ' nnuaual for bor, a violent headache, l hSr rS"YIX7CAr aod bad kept to hor room. M llUl UKJUOKjil Knows of Cats "Wt don't breakfast till 0 on Sun. day," announced Dan a thoy finished tbolr lnitt game, "ao you can llo abed a late a you've a mind to, old man. For a commuter It' a rellof, I can toll you, from our ordinary 7 o'clock rub ed affair." The noit morning, however, Ken nard waa up botiinoa. The rain of th night before bad vnnlshod, save for tbo loot light shimmer of illver on the grata Hnd -under the almond busbe branch. And aucb a morning -all " wtiyume rest aeeu to tnier Givci His Wife the Benefit of Some Investigation In Nat ural Hiatory. FLY LIKES OUR SOCIETY man iythpu'Cttf 'why"wff yoii TuUp oat of bed the other night and do all that awcurlnjr7 Why did you bat at two or three In the room with the pillnr1 bor of bl. down on an old MlMlasInutJ the alght of tbo uaurpatlon of tbolr plantation, whoae eyoa In certain light! rltlt wl,1,,u' to Uie P"turo the beep matbed the velvet heart of vlolol. were mW Industriously. aud often enouitu down by the bawtlmr 70 Kennard aa be walked along llttla brook where tlio colony of violet grew be had told bor so. nut alway It had beeu bor way to ahake her bead with a tantalising little amlle and aay "That' becauso you write book and are Inclined to be pootlcr Pretty much the anme antwvr abe bad gircn, too, that tilcht when the mocking bird were Hinging In the moonlight and be bad laid bl lore 'Hello, your' cried name one In the brtKbtwtt of voice, suddenly coming abreast of Kennard. "Well, If (LI lau't luck! Instead of catching tho 1 0 clock tnila today, it uh mil, I run up town 011 an errand for my wife" "Oh, o you have, bavuu't your' drawled Kennard, with apparent Jrrclo vancy. "Let' ., sent you a wedding gift from London," didn't I, old ntanT "A beauty, too!" ejaculated Dan Archer. "My wife wrote and thanked ; mlm Nil cbitlllalUig with olive green and gold unahlnel Kounard atole on itlptoe from bl eUm apartment, which loomed to breed all the fever. driven extrava gance of on overexcited world Into the freahne of tho May air. The Bur den, Ilk the bonne, wa obaequlomily awaiting a lgnai to wake. The flow er aoemed atlll motion!, holding lu their perfume tbut a breath might not dlaturb the Mleepor whom the reeplen- dent rlilug ifu tuelf could not attract But beyond tbo garden, through a bodge of tree whero the honeyed trickle of ong came from the throat of wild bird, path led to wide awake Hold and meadow. Fowl were crowing, cackling, gob bling, gabbling, In matutinal exuber ance; calve were bounding outalde Qie mllkhig pen, hungrily bloating at I Home Queer Things About Hone and Cow. Mrs, quality in the morning. A If, he aald to bunaelf, the very freubne and grace of It all were preparing the way for aomethlng aplendldly alive and debonair! Ilia path suddenly merged Into a lit tle bypath, largely croonod by thick- eta. At the end waa a dilapidated lummer home, faatened between three tree on a bank overhanging a gur gling tream. A gtrlUu figure waa loaning over tbo rickety rolling, appar ently looking at the pebbly, variegated mosaic of the atream'a bottom. Sho bad thrown off her hat, and ber chin waa resting In tho cup of ber two band. He could ace nothing of ber profile because of tho man of dark bnlr colled over the back of ber bead. Not wishing to Intrude or disturb the ghrl's evident reverie, Kennard would have retreated, but at that In stant, hearing a twig snap under bl feet, ahe turned. She felt hi immediate recognition aud celiuly iiwiA bun. "I reckon you are a bit surprised," sho admitted quietly. "Well, it's the ImplcHt sort of a itory, Tbo old estato down there yielded nothing, and for three years now I've been earning my own living. At present I am Mrs. Archer" companion." "For three years, Qweudulenf "Ye. You've been In England most of that time, haven't you? And you've written several mighty successful book. OI, I haven't lost complete track of my old friends, you see, There was still that Inimitable flash of raillery In the beautiful eyes, Ken nard noticed. And still 'that dear. blessed little smile. As Gwendolen's glnnco met the quick llutiie that Hiireiul across the mau's opaque pupils nil the playfulness went out of her owu, uudwuo spirit of tiurust and parry went out of ber soul. An other spirit, guarded UKOinst often crushed out, leaped In again. "You-you are still the same old Bob, aren't you?" said she, with adorable Incoherence. But Kennard waa very grave, lie waa looking now where the girl had been looking before at the mosaic bottom of the clear water. "Yesterday, Gwendolen," he said, "I oiblisii riacnn'wAs leaking ovin fw some women buying violet. Ever since 1 vo been nauntea iy tne eyes or a girl I once knew, a girl whom I've tried, oh, so vainly, to forget Do you remember, dear- She made a little Impulsive, forward movement; as If to atop his woods. He, seeing It held out both his hands. And then they well, all at once she knew that the question be had put to ber down In Mississippi when the mocklug birds were singing budn't boon a mere poetic sentiment any more than bis thought of bor eyes bad been, and he, for his part, lllumlnat- lngly realized that the answer she hud given him that moonlight night badn't been an ultimatum. The morning air was giving Gwendo len Moore the repose and refreshment denied by a sleepless night, but withal she looked pale and a little tired. "We'll have to change all that sort of thing, sweetheart," Kennard was laying an hour later as they sauntered happily toward the house. "And you were not at dinner last night you were ill. Was that" "Your telegram, sir," she broke In with mock severity, while the dimples went rioting. "Look, there are Mr. and Mrs. Archer coming down the gar den to meet us." ; "Why, Mr. Kennard, you know Miss Moore?" -cried Mrs. Archer -foolishly. ."Woll, rather. And, Dan," cried Kennard, turning boyishly upon that astounded Individual, "you were a brick to bring me out here to spend Copyright, im, by C. II Butcllff. J R. BOWSER'S general demean or was paternal a be came homo to dinner and bung hi hat on li accustomed peg. Bowser wa assured that It pre sided something, but Just what she could not guess. He treated ber with fatherly consideration all through the meal, aud It was not until Ita finish tbut bo said: "Mrs. Bowser, we have a family cat You bavo no doubt seen ber lie down many time?" ' "About a million, I think," abe re plied. "Then you must have noticed ber turn around In a circle two or three time previous to lying down?" "Ye." "Why doe the do It? Why do aU there oemed to be a vague, expectant ct do It?" "Looking for a soft spot I suppose." "That about the way I expected you to anawer. Ferhapa forty out of fifty men would have answered the same way. we have the lessons of na ture right under our eyes all the time, ami yet bow few of us give them any attention! We look upon a naturalist with the greatest awe, and yet be is only a man who keeps bl eyes open.1 "If you bad a bouse to run you would find that you had something else to do than to speculate as to why cats turn around," sold Mrs. Bowser a she thought of the work she bad done that day. Whr Cat Taraa Itoand. "I am twice as busy as you, and yei I speculate. I not only speculate, but I ascertatu facts. The cat as I may T1IU lUILINO. you, I'm sure. But you've never seeu bor, and you must. Though she Isn't vory woll at present; nervous, louely and that sort o' thing, you know; has to bare a companion. Look hero, why not come out with me tonight and spend Sunday? It'll choer bor up, and Sunday' a beastly day In town, you know." Kcjiuard's protests that It was too short notice for Mrs. Archer, etc., were not accepted, aud at 5 o'clock, having speut an hour or so at Archer's club and sent a telegram as precursor, tbo two muu took a truiu from Jersey City and flew speodjly over the coun try toward a particular little subur ban town. A slight drizzle had set In, and the landscape wasn't especially cheerful. A suburban town on a rainy Sunday Good heavens, what bad he put himself In for? Behind his pnpor Kennard yawned, recalling gloomily a multitude of jokes at tho expense of Sunday sub urbanites. Besides, dear old Dan was a Benedict now. Already he fnnclod be saw the cliauice, and they wouldn't have much opportunity to pal together. "Pshaw," lie broke out menially, dropping his pnpor ua.l looking out til the whizzing telegraph io!cw, "nnolhor good man spollcul! V"i.r do men nnt to marry, anyhow?" (!rr..lni!ly. since that nljht down on tho old Mlsslnsl;ii plantation, when the li'oddiut birds were singing In tho numnll Jit, Ken nard bad trrotfa to uXaparnKe unttri monlal bles3lnss ir.id haJ ci.ir.jd tu write plthalomluni vorces). , He found Mrs. rclnr a py. viva cious little creature, pretty, r If "1 1'! prettlness of a Dresden p'eplrvdes": but, as Dan hnd Intimated, iucllnml to "nerves" aud ' dopendonce. They glnod alone that, nluht the' tk'eu ol' Sunday. You were an angel In dls-gulse-tfiat' what you were." Table Daintiness. I could better eat with one who did not respect tlio laws than with a sloven and unpresentable person. Moral qual ities rule the world, but at short dis tances the senses are despotic. Emer son. HH WAS BIliUCK BX THB WHEEL. tell you, Is descended to us from a wild state. She bos never lost all her sav agery. In her wild wtate she turns and surveys th locality for danger before seeking repose. That trait continues with her into domesticity. There you have It and I hope you will remember It In case a lady caHs and there is a conversotlon about cats" There will bo uo conversation about cats," she Interrupted. "Then remember what I have told you for your own good. You have seen hundreds of files trying to get Into the house, haven't you?" "That reminds me that we ought to have three new screens." "Don't try to' switch off on any tan gents, Mrs. itowser, nut answer me why a fly wants to get Into the house. He has all outdoors to himself. No traps or fly paper awaits him there. He can roam from Maine to California, and yet ho Is fool enough to want to get Into the kitchen and be knocked down by the cook. Why Is It? Did you ever give the matter a thought?" "Several thoughts, Mr. Bowser. The fly finds a greater variety of food lu the house. You don't find 'em In an empty house." . "Well spoken, but not the facts. A fly, Mrs. Bowser, Is nn Insect of sentl meut no Is not generally so taken and that's where people make their mistake. -While he appreciates the com pany of other flies ho appreciates that of humnn beings more. If barred from human beings he takes to the horse or cow. His sole object in entering a house Is to ba near the cook or mem bers of the family. Every time he H repulsed his feelings are hurt. I don't say you aro guilty of murder every time you kill n fly, but I do contend that If people appreciated the situation of affairs there would bo less fly kill ing. Take It and remember It that the fly would keep far from you If he wasn't lonely aud did not wish for hu man society." "And It's the same with the mosqui to, I suppose?" she queried. "Exactly. I am glad to see your in terest Increasing.'' "B.ut If .the. jnnsautto. Is seeking hu- Why didn't you bang out a sign of, Human Sympathy Found Here?' " Can't Illnm Moaqnlto, "Don't run things into the ground, Mr. Bowser. If the mosquito take a bite or two while looking forjbuman sympathy it's all in the way of graft and can't be blamed. I have no recol lection of any sucb incident a you name. Wa have owned horse and cow," "Yes." ' "You have bad every opportunity of tudylng them both." "I remember when one of our cow kicked you over, aud when one of th horse ran away with you." "Amd you are probably sorry I didn't get killed. However, can you tell me If botblledownandget up the same way?" "I should say they did. If they don't what of It?" "What of It? If you go to the tore to buy tea and tbey give you catnip, what of it? A horse neighs and cow bellows, and you might a well ask what of it Can yoa answer the question I asked you?" "Tbey both He down and get up the same way. "They do nothing- of the sort A bone sinks down behind and a cow in front A horse rise on his front leg and a cow on ber bind ones. If a lady should ever call here" "We (ball talk about the heathen, probably, Instead of horses and cows." "But wby do these animals He down and get up In different ways?" per sisted Mr. Bowser. "You should learn for your own benefit.'' Tm ure I don't know," War of Bono and Cow. Then I will proceed to Inform you. A cow sinks down on ber knee first that she may examine the .grass and see If there are any bumblebees' nests around. A horse sink down behind first that be may take a last look at the clouds and see what the weather Is to be. In rising a cow Is still looking for those nests, and the horse wants to know if there i going to be a thunder storm that day. I ask no credit for what I am telling you, though It has cost me many years of observation. For Instance, bow many persons, in this town could tell you wby cow and horses switch their tails?" "They do It to keep the flies off, of course." "Ha, ha, ha! That waa the very an awer I expected. It Is the very one most people would give, and yet If a wrong. The tall switching Is an In voluntary motion and Is practiced when there Isn't a fly within a mile. Let a man stand still, and he will put his bands Into his pockets. Let him It down, and be will cross one leg over the other. These are things you should think of, Mrs. Bowser. .Any time you 'want to ask me any ques tions about natural history I" Mrs. B. Ask Question. "I want to ask a couple uow. How many teeth has a horse, and why ha a cow teeth only on one Jaw?" " Mr, Bowser was bowled over In a minute, but he didn't stay bowled. He rallied and answered: "A horse has thirty teeth, and any fool knows that a cow has teeth on both Jaws." "The male horse has fourteen teeth and the female only twelve, Mr. Bow ser, while the cow has teeth only on one jaw, and that Is the lower one. Can you tell me why this Is so?" "Because It Isn't. It Isn't so within forty rods." "But it Is. Any veterinary surgeon or work ou anatomy will tell you so." "Woman, don't try any tricks on me!" shouted Mr. Bowser as he turned red and white. "I sit down here this evening to give you a few lessons in natural history, and you try to turn the whole thing into sarcasm. You talk of corroboration. I will now go out and get such proofs that I am right and you are wrong as will bury you right out of sight By thunder, but you have cheek!" , Mr. Bowser went to the butcher and was told that Mrs. Bowser was right He went to a livery stable and was told the same thing. He went to a grocer, .who had been a farmer, and was sat down on some more. As a last resort be visited his family drug gist and got it In the neck again, and the druggist added: "Bowser, make a thorough Job of It and find out how many teeth an asa has got!" Ho left the store boiling over and seeing red, but salvation was at hand. A boy and a wheelbarrow came run ning down the sidewalk at a 2:40 gait and as Mr. Bowser didn't get out of the way he was struck by the wheel and rolled Into the street, and when assist ed home by two kind pedestrians be knew that Mrs. Bowser's solicitude for his welfare would prevent her having another word to say about horses or cows. M. QUAD. Keeping Him Lover. Mrs. Sharptongue D'ye mean to say you've been married ten years an' never had a quarrel with yer husband? Fair Stranger That Is true, mad am." "And ye always let him have the last word?" "Yes, madam. I wouldn't for the world do anything to lessen my hus band's love for me. He might get careless." 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