The Saline County journal. [volume] (Salina, Kan.) 1871-1893, 1878-11-14
Rheumatism Norcment Cure.

rheumatism Movement Cure.
g.J Duriet;e, of the Hawkeyc. in the New Yorl
Weekly.
One day, not great while ago, Mr.
Middlerib, who is q constant reader OIL
the New York Weekly, read in his IA
vorite paper paragraph copied from
the Praeger Observation-Disclosures Wo
. chenblatt, German paper, which is an
accepted authority on such points, sta
ting that the sting of bee was cure
cure for rheumatism, and citing several
remarkable instances in which people
had been perfectly cured by this abrupt
remedy. Mr.. Middlerib did not stop
to reflect that paper with such name
as that could be very apt to say any.
thing; he only thong ht of the rheuma.
tic twiuges that grappled his knees once
in while, and made life burden to
him.
He read tho article several times, and
pondered over it. He understood tina,
the singing must be done scientifically
and thoroughly. The bee, as he under
stands the article, was to be griped By
tho cars and set down upon the rheuma
tic joint, and held there until it stung
itself stingless. He hardly thought i,
could hurt any worse than the rheuma.
tism, and it had been so many years
since he was stung by bee that he had
almost forgotten what it felt like. lie
had, however, a general feeling that il
would hurt some. But desperate dis
eases require desperate remedies, and
Mr.. Middlerib was willing to undergo
any amountof suffering If it would cure
his rheumatism.
He contracted with Master Middle
rib for limited supply of bees, hum.
ming and buzzing about in the summer
air, but Mr.. Middlerib did not know
how to get them. He telt, however,
that he could safely depend upon the in.
stincts and methods Of boyhood. He
knew If there was any way in heaven
whereby the shyest bee that ever lifted
two-hundred pound man off the clover
could be induced to enter wide-month.
cd glass bottle, his son knew that way.
For the small sum of one dime Mas
ter Middlerib agreed to procure several,
to.wit: six bees, sex and age not speci-
fed but, as Mr.. Middlerib was left in
uncertainty as to the race, it YVES made
obligatory upon the contractor to have
three Of them honey and three humble,
or. in the generally accepted vernacu-
lar, bumble.bees. Mr.. NJ. did not tell
his son what he wanted those bees for,
and the boy went of on his mission
with his head so full of astonishmont
that it fairly whirled. Evening brings
all home, and the last rays OF the de-
Ginning sun fell upon Master Middlerib
with a short, wide mouthed bottle COM
fortably populated with hot, ill-natured
bees, and Mr.. Middlerib and dime.
The dime and the bottle changed hands.
Mr.. Middlerib put tho bottle in his coat
peck ct and went into tho house, cycling
every body he net very suspiciously, as
though he had made up his mind to
sting to death the first person who said
"bee" to him. He cenfided his guilty
secret to mono Of his family. He hid
his bees IN his bedroom, and as he look
ed at them just before putting them
away, he half wished the experiment
was safely over. He wished the i'm.
prisoned bees did not look so hot and
cross. With exquisite care he submer
ged the bottle IN basin Of water and
let few drops in on the heated inmates
to cool them off.
At the tea table he had great fright,
Miss Middlerib, in the artess simplicity
of her romantic nature, said:
al smell bees. How the odor brings
up
But her father glared ut her and said,
with superauous harshness and execra-
bio grammer:
"Hush up. You don't smell moth
ing"
Whereupon Mrs. Middlerib asked him
if he had eaten anything that disagreed |
with him, and Miss Middlerib said:
"Why, pa" and Master MiddIcrib
smiled rs no wondered.
Bed time at last, and tho night was
warm and sultry. Under various false |
pretenscs, Mr.. Middlerib strolled about
tho house unit! everybody else was in
bed, and then he sought his room. He
turned the night lamp down until its
feeble ray shone dimiy as death light.
Mr. Middlerib disrobcd slowly-very
slowly. W men AT last ne was READY 10
20 numbering into bis peaceful couch,
be heaved a profound sigh, so full of
and grief that Mrs. Mid
ilerih, who was awakened by it, said il
it gave him so much pain TO como to
bed, perhaps he had better sit up all
night. Mr.. Middlerib checked another
Sigh, but said nothing and crept into
bed. After lying still few moments
ne reached ont and got his bottle Of
bees.
1t was not an easy thing to do to
pick one bee ont of the bott!e-full with
his fingers, and not get into trouble.
The first bee Mr.. Middlcrib got was
little brown honey-bee that wouldn't
weigh half an ounce If you picked him
Up by the ears, but if you lifted him By
he hind leg, would weigh as much as
he last end of a bay mule. Mr.. Mid
Herb could not reprcss groan.
whats the matter with you - sleep.
Y asked his wife.
1t is very hard for Mr.. Middlerib TO
ay he only felt hot, but he did it. He
iidn't have TO lie abont it either He
lid feel very hot indeed. About eighty
tx all over, and one hundred and nine
y-seven on the end of his thumb. He