The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1879-09-13

sure gOUd health was 10 select
good, healthy parents to be born
from. My nominations on tbs
subject have been quite luminous
OF late, tor I've been powerful
sick. The fact il, | like to have
died the other night, and all OF a
sudden. You see l had overwork
ed myself Il fixing up a turnip
patch, and got wet besides, and
didn't stop for dinner, and was
sorter hungry and bilious to
start Oh, ami we had rOaStfn ears
for supper and butterm'ik and
honey, and takin it all together
l took the green corn dance aoont
midnight. and the small Of my
back caved in, and from then un-
til daybreak | never sot up, nor
lay down, nor stood still a min.
ute. Doubled up and twisted and
ierked around with excruclatin
pains, L cavorted all over one
side of the house, tor we had
some Atlanta company on the
other, and my grOanings we're
worse than IA foundered mule.
1t was just awful to behold and
awfuller to experience. Spirits Of
turpentine, campfire, hot water,
mustard plaster, mush poultice,
paragoric, Janiaca ginger were
all used externally and internally
but no relief. | trotted around
and paced and fox -trotteh and
Rugged the bed-post and laid
down and rolled over on the floor
like "a hundred dollar horse, and
my wife, Mrs. Arp, she trotted
around too aud dOsed me with
this thing and that thing aud
bad the stove fired up and hoIler-
ell for hot water forty times be-
fore she got it.
Il told you not to work SD hard
in the hot sum-" said she. 30,
Lordy," said |.
II asked you to change your
clothes as soon as You came to
the house and you didn't do it,"
ooh my country" said |.
'Dou't wake up the company"
she continued. "And you would
eat them rOasten ears for supper
did ever anybody hear of Il
man eating rOasten ears for sup
per aud then Wash em down with
butt-rmilk and honey.'
"Oh, my poor back" said l.
ado yon reckon it's your back
ain't it further around in front I!
"Oh no." said |, its eve', where,
it's lumbago, its Stalker, its
Brightss disease, It's Etna and
Vesuvious all mixed up. Oh, I'm
40 sick-cant nobody do nothin."
"Poor fellow, poor William,
I'm so sorry for YOU but yon don't
mipd-l'm doing everything ]
can. You've taken enough things
now to kill you. l declare 1 dom,
know what to do next, and Ill
this comes from mUyin to the
country five miles from n drug
store Or a doctor. | told you how
it would be-plamb bugs and sky.
atiker and II bright disease, and
the Lord knows what, and
wouldn't be u bit surprised if you
had the yellow fever to bout
caught it a trampin around Mem
phis and its just broke out on
you. Poor man, if he does dit
what will become of use But il
he gets well he'll go and d. the
same thing over again. Dom,
grunt 80 loud. l declare YOU
make enough noise to wake up /;
grave yard. l never Saw such Il
man. Here, try this mush poul
tice. | thought that water neve,
would get hot. Does it burn you
Oh, YES; it bnrns, but fire is moth
in now. let it buru. Oh! I'm st
sick. Bring me the paragoric OF
the laudanum or something. ]
cant stand it ten minutes longer
said l..
"There amt a drop left. You've
taken it all. There's nothing but
chloiOform, and I'm SO afraid q
that, but maybe it will relieve
You William My poor William
how | do hate to sec YOU suffer
50, but you will never do .as
tell you. DO please don't wake
up the company"
Well, took the cbloroform ant
went to sleep-tO the happy Ian.
all blessed relief, aud when
walked 1 was easier, and in du.
time was restored to my norma
condition. In my gyratiOns IN,
mind Was exceedingly active.
ruminated over my life, and coult
find a little comfort in what LIE,
Hunt wrote about some Anal
who was admitted to heaven be
a. L. , L.: "