The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1878-05-30
Cured by Cremation.

Mrs. Broggs had been under the
weather for two or three days. At
least she said she was, but these at
tacks came rather frequently, Boggs
thought, for when his wife was hav.
ing e,of these off spells he had to
cook the meals and do all the house
work. We don't remember what
particular etate the weather was 10
this last time, but Mrs. Boggs was
under il very badly. She even told
Boggs that she didn't believe she
was ever going to get out Of il,
and she made u hystorical request
that he bury her in some sunny spot
whero the birds might come and
sing to hor, and she made him prom.
ise that ho would bring flowers
once week and scatter them over
her grave. A dozen times that day
was Boggs called from his work 10
the kitchen to bid last farwell to
his dying wife, but still she fingered.
He had boon through the the experi-
ence q great many times before, 80
he wasn't as much alarmed as he
might otherwise have been.
That night, rs he sat watching,
like the affectionate husband that ho
was, at her bedside, she saw that he
was deeply engrossed in a book.
"What book are you reading,
dear ?" sho family asked.
"a railroad guide, my love-" was
the reply.
"what do You want with rail.
road guide 7" she inquired.
~ want to see how far it is to
Washington, Pennsylvania, and how
the trains rum said Mr.. Boggs.
She would have asked him what
he had to do with Washington, Penn
vania, but he got up and went out
and she fell into doze, tho inclina-
ton 10 which she didn't care to re-
press, even though it delayed the
final departure that she had so often
prated about. When she awoko she
saw Boggs bending over her vi Ii
a candle. He evidently hadn't OBJ.
served that she was awake. so she
closed her eyes and feigned sleep
and overheard the followins solilo
quy, which sufficiently explained to
her now thoroughly awakened sousos
his inquiry Of the railroad guide
about the route to Washington,
Pennsylvania
"Splendid subject for cremation
n little scraggy (lirs Boggs' iiugers
worked nervously under the bed
clothes aud sho had hard work to
keep from flying at him), but the
scraggy ones incinerate quicker than
the fat ones, the doctor says. She
could DO creased if necessary, to
make her go quicker. Think I'll
send her up by express, as I'm too
busy in the store to get away. Her
ashes can be forwarded to me in an
envelope through the mail. I'll
know them audible chuckle). They'll
be under the weather every few
weeks and want to die. Aud they'll
ask me to bury them in sone sunny
spot where the birds can come and
sing to 'om. I'll send word to DR.. Lie
Moyne to make it hot for her-she
has kept it hot enough for me. And
III tell him to let all the reporters
in, so as to give her a good send of
through tho papers, and whoopel
up. Liza Jane. Sorry | cant bt
there to stir her up myself, and
A thrilling, ear-pie rclng scream
came from tho woman under th,
weather, and with u bound sutficien,
to land her on the top of any wealth
er that ever lived, she sprang out o.
bed and had Boggs by the ear in O
fash, while she fairly screamed
you'll cremate mo, will you, yor
bald-headed old probate You'll
send my scraggy body up to Wash
, ington by express (giving his ca
q wiring between sentences), aud tel
that wicked old wretch, Lie Moyne
to make it hot for me and you'll
have my ashes sent to you in lette
(growing more an more wrathy)
and humping him over the heat
with the candlestick she had snatch
ed away from his handy, and bur.
, me in some sweet, sunny spo
(whack y where the birds may COM
and sing (bing); and you want th
reporters there (bang } to whoope
up Liza Jane (boon y Oh, yol
, mean, wretched, wicked old man
you I'll live a hundred years K
spite you see il don't
, Then she pushed Boggs out o
the door and bolted it, and he haC
to make up bunk on the kitcher
floor that night next to the stove
But peculiar smile played abou
, Boggs face, even when he was rub
bing the sore spots on his bald head
and he murmured softly TO himself
"Guess I've cured her Of them spell
; for one while.
{ Mrs. Boggs hasn't been under tn
n weather since, but the mention O
4 the word cremation drives her wild
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