MR. AND MRS. BOWSER.
The Former Decides to Give a Progressive Euchre Party.
Mr. Bowser suddenly looked up from his paper the other evening and asked:
"Why is it that we haven't given a progressive euchre party this season?"
"They have been voted too much trouble," I replied.
"They have, eh? Did any one vote besides you? I saw half a dozen mentioned in the papers last Sunday."
"It's almost impossible to get thirty or forty people together on a certain evening, even if all desire to come. Mrs. Johnson calculated on eight tables and only had enough for five. Mrs. Dart calculated on——"
"Oh, bosh! What does a woman's calculation amount to?"