Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1880-03-18
Joe Beesley's Asthma Cure.
lFrom the New York star.

'Iou see" said the bar tender ave were
trout fishing on the Skohola creek, in the
wilderness Of Pike county, Pa. Ex-Judge
John Scott, of this city. was one Of the par
". The Judge is afflicted now and then with
the asthma, and one evening We got into
Thomas Wesibrook' tavern after hard
days fish. and the Judge was Wheeling pref
" stiff. That night ea-Congrcssman Jake
kleinhaus, Of Milford. drove out TO Bloom
ing Grove-that's where We were-where he
has a $4,000 ,annery. The Congressman
is great Joker. He saw the Judge getting
right up on his toes reaching after wind, and
SAYS, innocent and sympaihe,ic-like:
WHY. that's what Joe Bcesley had ; but
Joe cured himself
The Congressman couldn't say how Joe
had cured himself. but he said that II he
was in the Judges place he'd drive out To
JoeS in the morning. Its only twelve
miles said he.
The Judge said that vas quite pull. but
by and by he said, in that melancholy way
OF his
''But If You'll go with me, Cahill I'll go.
| don't mind a Jog Of twelve miles. and Id
put up with good deal. anyhow, to see a
man who has got the best of the asthma.
30 neat lulAlll- never sutIIlII. 4 ral
we borrowed Captain Westbrook's buck
board wagon and his ofi-mule and started
for Joe Beesley's OF the road they pointed
out TO US. The road went plump in the
woods after about a mile and-weli. talk
about Jordan being a hard road to travel.
Iii bet this road could double discount Jor-
dan. 1t was roots and logs and rocks and
gullies and hills, one after another until
Scott said he might as well have stayed at
the tavern and died with the asthma as to
risk breaking his neck looking for a remedy.
We'll, We went on into the woods for two
hours. No sign of house or a clearing of
any kind. and We began to think we'd los:
our way. We stopped the mule, and while
We talking TO what was best 10 do,
We saw a long, slab-sided backwoodsman
slouching along the road toward us The
Judge was breathing rather wheezy so said
good-day TO the stranger, and asked him ii
family by the name of Beesley lived near
here.
"Y-a-a-s,' he said. Two miles on vi
fin EN-
Il asked him if he knew the Beeseys.
"Y-a-a-s. Ustey work f'r old Joe
"He used to-have-the asthma-did he
not . inquired the Judge.
"'Azmy. Amy, No canal hoss as ever
limped never had tn heaves worse'n old Joe
did. Why he had I bad, he did | member,
when fus' went work i-r him, were now
in in medder bout three quarters of mile
from tn house. didn't think 'twere noon vet,
but heard III dinner horn toot, n off
started t-r tn house. Pooty soon she footed
ag'in. Mebby they think I'm deef. thinks
sez |, but | hurried up little. hadn't
gone twenty steps fore tn horn gave mother
yoop, this time sich an onearthly one th't
! thinks mebby tn house S on fire, n |
started on run. ! got there all in sweat.
The old woman was in the garden pullin'
weeds. What's the matter ?" | seq, 'you
blowed the dinner-horn So" Dinner horn
she seq. Il amt blowed no dinner-horn."
Jis then | heard the ycop again. What
the devil is that then! | SEE. "Oh, that's
the old man." she says "He's out on the
front stoop ras'ling with the AMY" tell
you. stranger, he had it uncommon tough,
old Joe did
We couldn't well deny that
well said the Judge, he cured him
self, didn't he? Mr.. Kleinhaus told us so,
and sent us out here to get the remedy
II thought that the countryman was going
to have fit. His face went through a
variety of contortions, and he sat down on
stump and rubbed his sides. After while
he raised up and said:
Jake sent " out, did he? might a
knowed that. Y-a-a-s. stranger, old Joe did
cure hisself, but they amt no use O. you're
goin' t tn house t get the receipt. for tn
old man amt home, n kin give v that
prescripsti'n to dot
1--WE would be greatly obliged to him for
it."
"'Lemme see-'twere four year ago las
Summer I Joe got rid o it fr three + four
days. Long fore daylight one morning
heerd tn old man get up an 90 down stairs.
l think Y KID heerd him a mile, an he
want takin' in wind at the rate O. more'n
one breath ev'ry FIVE minutes. l went t
sleep ag'in, an got up early in tn mornin'
as usual. l went out on tn front stoop,
Joe sot in big arm-cheer I he had made
out there. "H'lo! Joseph" SEE l. "How's
the wheezers this fine mornin' in June?"
"He didn't say nothin', in so stepped up
to his cheer. Good reason I was, I he
didn't say nothin'. In one han was piece
Of paper with writin' on it, somethin' like
this: "This azmy's bin botherin' me r.
the last twenty-five years, but I've got the
best O. the darn thing at las" In tother
ham was his big buck-horn huntin' knife.
He cut his wizzin-pipe clean of. an was
deader n stun. Joe had cured his self O.
tn AMY, an stranger"
"But had turned the mules head toward
home. and waited to hear TO mere. looked
back once. The backwoodsman lay in the
middle of the road kicking and rolling, and
trying to stuff his old hat in his mouth.
The Judge only spoke once on the way in
He didn't speak as if he was mad, but
think you could have heard him . mile: