Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1874-12-11
How THEY CURED HIM.
There Are None So Lame as Those
Who Won't Walk.

Green Scales, the colored individual who
is under temporary cloud on account Of a
little transaction in horse flesh near Triune
recently, is as full Of tricks as dog is of
fleas. He was arrested Wednesday and
confined in the city work-house that night
Upon attempting to remove him yesterday
morning, it was found that his legs were
bent up under him in very strange man
ner, every attempt made to straighten
them ont seeming to be at
tended by the most excruciating
pain. He was carefully lifted up and
slowed away in cart wherein a comfort
able bed of straw had been prepared.
Then the driver drove up in town as slow
" as he would if he were at the head Of a
funeral procession, carefully avoiding
stone and ruts on the way. The prisoner
was taken to the Office of Justice Everett,
where a mittimus was obtained, and then
he was hauled down to the Jail, escorted
by a crowd of sympathizing boys. Arrived
at the Jail, he was tenderly lifted up by two
eOlOred men and Carried into the Jail
office, his legs still being cramped up in
painful position. After undergoing close
questioning as TO his afiiiction, he was car
ried to a cell, where the two colored men
set themselves TO work rubbing his limbs
with Mustang liniment, gargling oil, arni-
ca, benzine, turpentine and other prepara-
lions of a similar character. but all 10 no
purpose, as Scales declared himself unable
TO change his position, or 10 feel any relief.
The entire day was thus passed, and
when DR.. AlcMurray, the Jail physician,
was making his rounds in the evening, he
was called in to examine the new man.
He asked him a few questions, and then
held a consultation with the turnkeys
present, who protested a willingness to
allow Scales to go home, if he were only
able TO walk, whereupon the latter became
interested at once and slightly Strengthened
his legs.
But" remarked DR.. McMurray," he
can't walk foot; he can't even stand up
right"
81 dunno, boss, Use gitten a little bet
ter" explained the afflicted horse fancier,
and with this he Strengthened out a little
more.
''It would be impossible for a man in his
condition TO ever reach hOme," said one OF
the tUTnkeys.
Then Scales made another attempt TO get
his legs out to their natural position, and
with unexpected success, be explaining
that the rubbing the colored men had done
during tie day had had a wonderful effect.
"What a great pity it is that he can't get
upon his feet, so that he can be released to-
night" said the Jail physician in a sympa-
thiZing tone.
swell boss, Use a gwine ter try il" and
with that the prisoner made a violent
effort, and staggered into an upright posi-
ton. \ thrill of satisfaction ran through
the assembled crowd.
"That's first-rate; now walk across the
cell" and Scales hobbled forward, evident
ly suffering considerable pain in the effort,
but he soon got more Timber, so to speak,
and in a few moments was walk
ing across the cell in a very brisk
manner, highly elated with the prospect Of
an immediate release. Becoming satisfied
that Scales had fall recovered, the turnkey
pilOted him down stairs and into the Jail
office. Then they took his measure, escort
ed him back to his cell and locked him up
the maddest darkey ever assigned apart
ments in that establishment.