The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1881-07-28

doctor, and as a person, am less objection
able than you feared 'Twere pity of nv
life to disturb this state Of amity. But at
heart IN professional above all things, and
you see can't advise your mother lest
seem disrespectful."
Lay on, Macduff,' dare say I shan't
know when Tn hit. And if do feel the
Whit and wind Of your fell sword, I won't
whimper'
Nathan, do you know that your mother
Killed those SIX children whose little graves
she showed me to-day?''
''Allis!'
Yes; although she would have died for
any one Of them. And but that you were
tougher fibered, as well as finer fbered, than
the rest, you would have completed the
hecatomb. Your grandmother, mamma
says, was exactly like your mother, all
faculty. energy and thrift. She would
clean two rooms in a day-paint windows
and all-churn, get the dinner for great
family of men folks take care of her chill
dren. and make a pair of pantaloons before
bedtime. Of course she was ''worryin'.'
with all her nerves on the surface, and of
course she had to bequeath to her girls this
same overweight mental and physical con-
dltion. Aunt Larkin, with less muscular
strength than her mother, has emulated her
half starved her children, first, in their in
heritance, and, second, in their rearing"
'Allis, you are wild. Mother, and grand
mother before her, made generous living
primal duty"
That's just what say, child. 'Gener-
GUS living is sure to be semi starvation
You have had the finest of bread, and de-
licious, fatal light biscuit and cake, and
preserves, and pastry, and insidious flap
jacks, and rich doughnuts, and incessant
coffee, and salt fish fried with pork scraps,
and heavy boiled dishes yelled in film of
fat, and fresh meats fried, and sausages,
and sPare-rib, spare-rib, toujours spare crib
What has your brain found in this Barme-
eide feast? What food for your delicate,
tense nerves? Do you think it any wonder
that they collapse, as it were, from hamilton
twice month or SO? All your life you have
gorged yourself pardon the expression. but
am in temper-professio of course)
on hydro carbonaceous foods, imposing
monstrous tasks on your rebellious liver,
which STRIKES and spreads disatfection
throughout the ranks of its associates.
You are starving for vital phosphates
Didn't you study physiology at school? Per-
haps you teach it even, and what do YOU
care for its sacred teachings? Yes, mean
sacred. There's religion of the body, let
me tell you, unregenerate boy. I've no
doubt you render into beautiful English
that story of Marsyas and Apollo and what
DO you know or care about your own skin,
that texture of miraculous skill? You read
that Minerva sprang from the brain of Jove.
But why should you expect wisdom to be
born from yours? You use it without mercy
sixteen hours a day. You are subject to
that fatal drain which stupidity is always
ma U al
pire like it. You never play. Why don't
you swim, ride, dance, row, play base ball,
practice archery, whist, and go to town
every vacation for an instructive course of
theaters?" ...-
When, Allis? Why, there isn't time.
leave out half the work ought to do as it
is"
Ought! ought Oh dear! how shall
We stop the roll of that Juggernaut which
brushes all your race? You have no pure
JOY in existence. It doesn't even seem that
you have any love Of life in itself. It's only
useful for the work you can wiring out Of it.
You make yourselves less than your moods
and lenses, less than your butter and cheese.
lime! 1t there isn't time to get well and
keep we'll, you'd better change for eternity
can't reform. I know that the kind of head
ache which you and Aunt Larkin are cursed
with never comes except with overwork and
under feeding. She must go on to suffer-
poor thing, though less, I hope. But YOU
can cure yourself if you will Obey me,
and you shall be new man in a wear. Civ
ing me that delight in your growing health
which an artist feels in his growing picture.
Dear Allis, abhor bran, and mother
would never cook it."
Dear simpleton, who asked you? No,
you shall have delicious soups, and inviting
meats and salads of celestial lineage. and
vegetables, and milk, and such bread as you
have never tasted, made Of flour whose
en-" -.t.-.-T. -.
But Obadiah's Sarah"
"Oh, yes, she can. I'll teach her. We
can do it all, and more, if only you will per-
suade your mother that it is my lark, or
your whim, or what you WILL SO that we do
not seem to subvert the law of generations.
or reproach the old order with the new.
Don't you see what a new creature she is
since have made her rest? And when she
says plaintively, as in her moments of rebel
lion she does, The house is not what i
was Gf peradventure, Sarah has forgotten
to set the salt box on the right hand of the
sugar crock, instead of the left,) I reply,
Never mind, dear Aunt Larkin, the home is
more. DID you ever see Nathan so happy
about you, as now that you tuck up your
feet and read in the afternoons, or go out
riding with me?' And then she is silenced,
and takes another turn at The Maid of Skier
with visible satisfaction. Do you suppose
anything in life would make her so happy
as for you to escape your headaches? And
I have shown you the way
Having put myself in your hands, DR.. :
Putnam, am bound to follow your pre-
scription, suppose. The preserves shall
mould upon their shelves. the cake box
shall rust upon its hinges, fapjacks from
henceforth be called accursed, and
the majestic shades of Sylvester Ga-
ham and Dio Lewis command my obedience
"'Sowly their phantoms arise before US.
Our loftier brothers, but one in blood;
At bed and table they lord it DER us
With looks of beauty and words Of good
Admirable, Master Nathan! I can stay
two weeks longer to see my remedies in ac-
ton, and then you are to be on honor At
the thanksgiving vacation come to town and
I will administer the course of theaters adj
vised, and measure your improvement. To-
morrow afternoon, if you please, we will SO
to the top of that beautiful purple hill, up
which you have not had the civility to invite
me. AS young lady, and your guest I
could not, of course, mention the OMISSION