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FEBRUARY 1901 *53 dows to see that the coast was clear of policemen, and, returning to the Phonograph, he said to himself: ‘t If they don’t want to hear my voice after I am dead and gone, they can go to grass. I’ll leave it behind me at any rate. Instead of singing I’ll make a speech in the blamed thing. Get out you infernal cat ! What do you stand there glaring at me for ? Let me see, I used to hit off Patrick Henry mighty well. How does it go ? Ah, yes: “ Gentlemen may cry, ‘ Peace, peace ! ’ But there is no peace. The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms. We have stood this thing long enough. We are going to fight. We are going—we are going ”— He was trying to recall what the patriots were going to do when the cook came up from the kitchen. She looked wild-eyed, but determined. “What do you want?” demanded Mr. Bowser. “ I want the mistress and my wages,” she replied. “ I’ve worked for 13 of the best families in this city, and I held my last place for nine years, but never before have I seen such carryings on. I won’t stay in a house where the man is crazy !** “ Crazy, you dolt !** shouted Mr Bowser. “But do you know what this instrument is ?” “ No, nor I don’t care. I want my wages for 17 days 4 hours and 10 minutes, and you can get your own break- fast. It wasn’t a minute ago that you were abusing of my own brother Patrick.” She rushed upstairs to find Mrs. Bowser, and, after a moment of discouragement Mr. Bowser went ahead. As