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Copyrighted, 1894, by Crawford & Co.
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MR. AND MRS. BOWSER.
The Former Decides to Give a Progressive EuchreParty.
Mr. Bowser suddenly looked up from his paper the other eveningand asked:
"Why is it that we haven't given a progressive euchre partythis season?"
"They have been voted too much trouble," I replied.
"They have, eh? Did any one vote besides you? I saw halfa dozen mentioned in the papers last Sunday."
"It's almost impossible to get thirty or forty people togetheron a certain evening, even if all desire to come. Mrs. Johnsoncalculated on eight tables and only had enough for five. Mrs.Dart calculated on——"
"Oh, bosh! What does a woman's calculation amount to?"
"But if people can't come and don't come, what are you goingto do?"
"They can come, and they will come. It's all in the management."
"Well, I wish you'd try it."
"Do you? Very well, Mrs. Bowser; I shall give a progressiveeuchre party next week, Wednesday evening. If you'll seeto the refreshments I'll see to the people."
"I'll be glad to, of course, but——"
"But what?"
"You must prepare yourself for disappointments."
"Oh, I must! How kind of you to give me warning! Mrs.Bowser, I don't want to seem vain or egotistical, but I'll invitethirty-six people here on that night, and for every one who failsto come I'll give you a $20 bill."
"You are very kind—very kind. I hope the party, will be agreat success. You can begin at once."
During the next hour he had the use of the telephone to call upacquaintances, and when he finally hung up the trumpet heturned to me with:
"Anything very dismal about that, Mrs. Bowser? I