The Nevada journal., 1854-07-14
TAKING TOLL.


very well. Give me gallon said
, Mr.. Smith,
The demijohn was brought in from the
wagon and filed. And then Mr.. Smith
drove off to attend to other business. A.
mong other things to be done on that day
was to see man who lived half a mile
from Lancaster. Before going out on this
errand, Mr.. S. stopped at the house of hi;
particular friend, Mr.. Jones. MIR. Jones
happened not to be in, but Mrs. Jones was
a pleasant woman, and he chatted with her
for ten minutes or so. AS he stepped into
his wagon, it strusk him that the gallon
demJohn was little in the way, and So
lifting it out, he said to Mrs. Jones
4 wish you would take this until come
back
%, certainly, with the greatest pleasure,
said Mrs. Jones.
And so the demijehn was left in the good
lady's care.
Some time afterwards Mr.. Jones came
in, and among the first things that attract
ed his attention was the strange demijohn.
what is this?' was the natural inquiry.
Something that B1r. S. left
'Mr s., from O.?
Yes ......
Il wonder what he has here?' said Mr..
Jones, taking hold of the demijohn. 1t
feels very heavy
The cork was unhesitatingly removed,
and the mouth of the vessel brought in con-
tact with the smelling organ of Mr.. Jones.
"'Wine, as | live!' fell from his lips
Bring me glass"
"Oh no ?! MIR. Jones. I wouldn't touch
his wine," said Mrs. Jones.
Bring me glass. Do you think I'm
going to let gallon Of wine pass my way
without exactipg toll Mono! Bring
me glass"
The glass, half-pint tumbler, was pro.
duced, and nearly filled with the exeerable
stuff-as guiltless of the grape juice as a
Overs vat-which was poured down the
throat Of Mr.. Jones. ..,
pretty fair wine, that; only little rough"
said Mr.. Jones, smacking his lips"
"It's shame" remarked Mrs. Jones, warm
ly for you to do so.'
Il only took toll, said the husband, laugh
ing No harm in that I'm sure"
"Rather heavy toll, it strikes me-" replied
Mrs. Jones.
Meantime, Mr.. s., having completed
most of his business for that day stopped at
store where he wished two or three articles put
up. While these were in preparation, he
said to the keeper of the store
4 wish yoy, would let your lad Tom step
over to Mr. Jones' left demijohn of COM
mon wine there, which l bought for the pur-
pose of making antimonial wine
20, certainly replied the storekeeper =
Here Toni and he called for his boy
Tom came, and the store-keeper said to him:
Run over to Mr. Jones and get Jug OF
antimonial wine which Mr.. S. left there. Go
quickly for Mr.. S. is in hurry
Yes, sir, replied the lad and away he ran.
After Mr. Jones had disposed of his half pint
of wine, he thought his stomach had rather
curious sensation, which was not much to be
| wondered at, considering the stuff with which
| he had burdened it.
/ wonder if that really is wine?' said he,
turning from the window at which he had seat
ed himself; taking up the demjohn again. the
cork was removed, and his nose applied to the
mouth of the huge bottle.
Yes, it's wine but I'll VOW it's not much to
brag of.
| And the cork was once more replaced.
| Just then came a knock on the door. Mrs.
Jones opened it, and the store-keepers lad ap-
peared.
Mr.. s. says, please let me have the jug of
antimonial wine he left here
'Antimonial wine 7 exclaimed Mr.. Jones, his
chin falling, and paleness instantly overspread
his face
Yes, sir, said the lad.
sAntimonial wine fell again, but huskily,
from the quivering lips of Mr.. Jones. Send
for the doctor, Kitty, quick o, how sick
feel! Send for the doctor, or I'll be a dead
man in half an hour =
'Antimonial wine-dreadful' exclaimed Mrs
Jones' now as pale and frightened as her hus-
band DO you feel sick p
%, yes. As sick as death y And the ap-
pearance of Mr.. Jones by no means believed
his words. Send for the doctor instantly, or
it may be too late!
Mrs Jones ran first in one direction, and
| then in another, and finally, after telling the
boy to run for the doctor, called Jane, her sim
gle domestic, and started her on the same er-
rand.
OFF sprang Jane at speed outstripping that
of John Gilpin. Fortunately, the doctor was
in his office, and he came with all the rapldity
proper regard to the dignity of his professor
would permit, armed with stomach-pump anc
a dozen antidotes On arriving at the hous'
of Mr.. Jones, he found the sufferer laying upor
bed, CHASTITY pale, and stretching terribly.
%, doctor, l m afraid it's all over with me
gasped the patient.
How did it happen? What have you taken
t INQUIRED the doctor eagerly.
i took by mistake, nearly pint of antimo
7 NAL wine
!, sThen it must be removed instantly, said tn
doctor and down the sick mans throat wen
one end of long, flexible, India-rubber tube
. and pump pump -pump-went the doctor
hand at the other end. The result was yer
: palpable. Abouta pint of reddish fluid, strong
! iv smelling Of wine came up after which III