Weston weekly leader. [volume] (Weston, Umatilla County, Or.) 1878-189?, 1880-07-31

NC iooAeo ~ enem JustNDefore putting
them away, he half wished the expert
ment was safely over. He wished the
bees did not look so hot and
cross With exquisite care he sub
merged the bottle in basin of water,
and let few drops in on the heated in
mates to cool them off. ~ |
At the tea table he had fearful
fright. Miss Middlerib. in the srtless
simplicity Of her romantic nature; said:
II smell bees. How the odor brings
up
But her father glared at her and said
with superfuous harshness and eascrabls
grammar:
Hush up. You don't smell moth
ing" ..x
Whereupon Mrs. Middlerib asked him
If he had eaten anything that disagl eed
with him. and Miss Middlerib said:
"Why, pal" and Master Mid ddlerib
smiled as he wondered.
Bed time at last, and tne night was
sultry and warm. Under various false
pretenses, Mr.. Middlerib strolled about
the house until everybody else was in
bed, and then he sought his room. He
turned the night lamp down till its
feeble rays shone as diInly as death
light.
Mr.. Middlerib disrobed slowly very
slowly. When at last he was re ady to
go numbering to his peaceful couch, he
heaved profound sigh, 80 full of ap-
prehension and grief that Mrs. Middle
rib, who was awakened by it, said if it
i've him so much pain to come to bed,
perhaps he had better sit up all night.
q Mr. Middlerib said nothing, but q hecked
another sigh aud crept into bed. After
lying still few moments, he reached
4 out and got his bottle of bees.
. Itwas not an easy thing to pick one
$ bee out of bottlefal, with his fingers
!; and not get into trouble. The first bee
9 Mr.. Middlerib got was . little brown
, honey bee that wouldn't weigh half ar
ounce if you picked him up by the ears
4 but if yor lifted him by the hind leg
t would weigh as much as the last end o.
Y hay mule Mr.. Middlerib could no
: repress groau.
y whats the matter with you r. sleep
l. lily asked his wife
It 1t was ve-y hard for Mr. Middlerib t.
g say he only felt hot, but he did it. H
" didn't have to lie about it, either HI
it did feel very hot, indeed Aboutieighty
A. six all over, and about one hundred an
RS ninety-seven on the end of his thumt
ID He reversed the bee, and placed the wal
[e like terminus of it firmly against th
it rheumatic knee
is 1t didn't hurt Sc badly as be thougt
I'd it would.
90 Then Mr.. Middlerib remembered th.
re when honey bee stsbs q human foe,
generally leaves it's harpoon in I'll
ib wound, and the invalid knew that IL
ng only thing this bee had to sting wi,
To- was doing its work ut the end of b
lie thumb
ie- He reached his arm out fron und
OF the sheet, and dropped this disabled ato
Az of rheumatism liniment on the carpe
est Then, after second of blank wonder,
nd began to foel round for the bottle, al
Ter wished he knew what he did with it.
ew In the meantime strange things h
t.een going on. When he caught hold
ter the first bee Mr. Middlerib, for reasor
to- drew it out in such haste that for tir
ed; he forgot all about the bottle and
er- remedial contents, and left it uncork
nli- in the bed, between himself and his inr
rec cent wife In the darkness there b
in been quiet but general emigration fre
lIn- the bottle The bees, with their wiz
son logged with the water Mr.. Midd
the rib had poured apon them to cool a
as tranquilize them, were crawling aimle
EN- ly about over the sheet. While 4
; of Middlerib was feeling around for it,
lid ears were suddenly thrilled and his he
bot frozen by wild, piercing scream fir
i'll his wife. y
I'd Murder" She screamed, "murd
lged Oh! help me! Help! Help"
title Mr.. Middlerib sat bolt upright in b
into his hair stood on end. The night /,
iery warm, but he turned to ice in mini
E up Ts'Where in thunder" he said, v
rson palid lips, as he felt all over the bed
III c-o.u,aJ hasta si,rhara =, xL-l.