Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1881-07-03
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| +o1Lcn Mei tuo business They'd steal the
=, aoe n no time There's sour cream enough.
an, l TOLD her I'd make some tip-top fiapjacks
| !Or supper. Don't you take an extry step for
ne Me, Sanran., sle says I'm goin' 70 feast on
notnin' Dettern n sour cream flapJacks, but
s saes 50 9a Iraid gvn trouble. That's what
IfNathan guessed that the name OF this ex-
toIed delight was written on DR.. AlliS Iader
| Erp4rgdtorfus, he nevertheless ate his own
share with due satisfaction. and equally en-
| crumoling tarts, and the delicate, strong tea,
set forth In the best china to honor the visitor,
who. much to Sarah's disappointment, elected
Drown bread and milk, after all.
How it was brought about neither Aunt
| Larkln nor Nathan could have told. but Ooa-
dlah'5 Sarah, whose Declaration of Indepen-
| dence had always read that she wouldn't live
out for nobody" found herself permanently in
stalled In that cool and spotless kitchen within
three days Of Doctor Allis's advent. Aunt
She .didn't see the sense Of Ra8In' girl gIri
| clutter1n round to pick up after" and her son
| being accustomed to accept as hnal whatever
domestic views his mother promulgated, re-
ceiyed the new dlspensation with Submission
| on the one part and rejoicing on the other. The
doctors luggage appeared to consist In great
| part In Franklin Square novels and the In.
| hour Series" And when Nathan came home
one afternoon to ind his mother comfortably
rocking In her large chair on the veranda deep
In the fortunes of the Greatest Helress In End
land. instead of stirring up pancakes or max
Ing button holes, he said to himself, "Aifs is
witch, bless her" Yes already 1t had gone so
far that the unwom anly doctor was s'Allts" to
him. And at tea this studious young sage who
spent all his leisure in gardening among classic
roots, announced that as to- morrow would be
Sa urday, he was sure they could not do bet-
ter than to drive over to Bethesda Springs, all
Vanity Fair.
head was chained to his pillow with shackles
OF pain. 1t was seasickness he said to himself.
WMhout the palsy of the VIII. 1t was fever,
Without the blessed intervals of unconscious
ness It was the rack. the thumb screw, the
lroh boot. II the faint STRINGS Of desire might
be called hope, he hoped his mother would not
prescribe maghesia or bring him the dreaded
Byand by came DR.. Allis with noiseless
presence, cool hands. low voice. and potent pre-.
scription. AS the slow hours dragged on, the
spasms of re-asserung power. Next day Nathan
was free from pain, but tired out and despon-
dent Sitting In the cool dusk OF the honey
Ais, to buy of these headaches from the rest
OF It. Sometimes think they viii shut me out
rom any career whatever. Can't you cure
mo. Herr Professor. not while you invite
them, solicit them compel them"
Il, ANS? l don't give them an inch OF van
smoke; and hight them to the death when they
Nathan. should like to talk to you for your
1E.
half forgotten that am female doctor, and
as person am less Objectionable than you
feared. TWere pity OF my life to disturb this
state OF amity. But at heart I'm professional
above all things, and you see I can't advise
your mother lest seem disrespectful.,
Lay on, Macdun,'' ! dare say sha'n't know
wind OF your fell sword won't whlmper.'
Nathan, do you know that your mother
Killed those six children whose little graves she
showed me today"
"AllfSi"
"Yes; although she would have died for any
one OF them. And but that you were tougher
you would have completed the hecatomb.
Your grandmother, mamma says. was exactly
Ike your mother, all faculty. energy and
1 1hflft' she would clean ca two rooms IN day
for great family OF men folks take care OF
her children, and make pair OF panteIoons
with all her nerves on the surface, and of course
she had 10 bequeath to her girls this same
overweight mental and physical condition.
Aunt La,kin, with less muscular strength than
her mother, has emulated her achievements,
anG, half starved herself. has half starved her
Children, first, In their Inheritance and, sec
ond, In their rearing"
'AlliS, you are Wild. Mother and grand.
mother before her, made generous living a prl-
NAL duty"
That's just what say, child. Generous
living is sure to be semi starvation. You have
had The finest Of bread, and delicious, fatal
light biscuit and cake, and preserves, and
pastry, and insidious fiapjacks. and rich dough-
| nuts, and incessant coffee. and salt fish fried
| with pork scraps, and heavy boiled dishes
| yelled In Alm Of fat, and fresh meats fried,
ana saqsages, and spare-rib, spare.rib toWours
| spare.fib. What has your brain found In this
| Barnecide feast: What food for your delic ate,
| tense nerves. Doyou Think 1t any wonder that
they Collapse, as 1t were, from hamilton twice
month or so? ALI your life You have gorged
yourself (paIdon the expression, but aln Ia
emper-professIonal OF course) On hydro car.
col aceops FOODS, imposing INDUSTRIOUS tasks On
4 DyTGr fnlNS ctrgl4r
| spreaGs 6isaffection throughout the ranks OF
Its associates. You are starving for vital pnos-
pha;es. Didn't you STUDY phy histology at school?
Perhaps you teach it. even, and what do you
care for lis sacred teachiDgs? Yes. mean sa-
cree. There's q religion OF the body, let me tell
| sou, unregenerate boy. I've no doubt you rem
| sy as and Apollo, ard whit 30 you know or care
| about our own skin, that texture OF miraculous
skill? You read that Minerva sprang from the
brain Of Jove. But why should you expect wis
| dom to be born from yours? You use it without
! mercy sixteen hours day. You are subject to
that fatal drain which stupidity is always
m ma upon cleverness There's no vampire
ride. dance, row. play base. ball. practice
archery, whist, and go to town every Vacation
Tor an Instructive course OF theaters2'
leave out hall the work ought to do as iG ISL
"Ought! ought! ON dear. how shall we stop
the roll Of that Juggernaut which brushes ali
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 Won
| can wiring out OF 1t. You make yourselves less
| than your moods and lenses, less that your
| butter and cheese. Time! II there isn't time
| to get Veil and keep we'll, you'd better change
for eternity, as you Will, my dear young friend,
! II you cont reform. know that the Kind OF
! headache which you and Aunt Larkin are
! cursed wi b never comes except with over.
| work and under feedlng. She must go on to
suffer, poor thing, tb 0ugh less, l hope. But you
can cure yourself ii you Will. Obey me, and
you shall be new man in year, giving me
| that delight In your growing health which an
artist feels In bis growing picture"
Dear AVIS, abhor bran, and mother would
| never cook it,
Dear simpleton, who asked you? No, you
shall nave delicious soups, aad inviting meats.
and salads OF celestial lineage and vegetables
| and milk, end such bread as you have never
tasted. made OF flour whose whole value has
| Mt paid tribute to the miller"
| - But Obadtah'S Sarah"
| "Oh, yes, she can. I'll teach her. We can dr.
IL all. and more, IL only you will persuade 70 MI
| mother that 1t is my lark or your Whiin' q,
| what you will, SO that we do not seem to su B.
| vert the law OF generations or reproach the
| Old order with the new. Don't you see what .
| new creature she is since have made her rest:
| And when she says, platntiveiy, as Il her mo-
| mentS OF rebellion she does, The no. SO is no,
| what 1t was III, peradventure, Sarah has for
gotten to set the salt box on the right hand Of
the sugar crock, instead OF the LEI }, reply
| Never m1ud, dear Aunt Larktn, TIE hone Il
| more. Did you ever see Nathan so happy
| about you, as now that you tuck up your fee,
| and read In the aftnrnOOnS Oh mt rfdfno