The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1881-05-20
sleeninr Under Difficulties.


There are some men who sleep any
where, and on anything, except lounge.
There is something about an ordinary
lounge that will drive sleep from
the sleepiest person in the world.
A person will go to church and sit right
up straight in pew and go to sleep while
the minister is trying his best to keep
the sleeper awake, but let that same man
go home and lie down on a lounge and
he can't go to sleep to save him. No
body knows what it is about a lounge
that drives sleep away. 1t may be the
way it is built, but we defy anbody to
get wink of sleep on lounge. Speak
ing of lounges, we get the particulars
from a minister at Eau Claire, of a thing
that happened to young man. Harry
Morrison, young gas-titter, who Is
boarding at his brother-in-law's. was
asked to sleep on lounge IN the sitting
room, as there was sickness in the house,
and it might be necessary to call on him
in the night to go after the doctor. Har
ry never was much on lounges, anyway,
but there was nothing mean about him,
so he prepared to go to his rest, so as to
be handy in case of an emergency. He
camped down, and for two hours tried to
go to sleep. Sometimes the back of the
lounge would rear up and hook him in
the back, and then it would stab him
somewhere else. The springs would
work through the cover and corkscrew
themselves into his flesh, and every hair
of the lounge cover seemed to stand on
end and run into his vital parts. He got
nervous and wished they would call him
and send him clenr to Chippewa Falls
after a doctor. Finally he got up and
went into the bathroom, and there was
+ the bath tub, which looked to him as
/ though 1t was downy bed, such as an
/ angel might sleep in, compared to the
/ lounge. He is no angel, but he got
/ some quilts and put into the bath-tub,
4 and pillow, and laid down in it, and in
/ five minutes he was asleep. Most young
/ men kick more or less in their sleep, and
/ Harry is no exception. He kicked, and
his tiny hoof came in contact with the
I faucet and the water was turned on.
/ The cold water struck the quilts and
made no noise to wake him, but gradually
the cold fluid found its way up his
( trousers legs, along his spine, and, in
/ fact, all over him. He began to dream
/ that he was running for Vice President
on ticket with Charles Francis Adams
Then the dream changed and he fancied
he was on an Arctic expedition, and
while he was lunching on a piece of
I frozen-boned seal, n polar bear was eat
Z ing his foot Off Then he dreamed that
! he was shoveling snow on n railroad, and
n snow-plow had run into him and threw
him forty feet into the air. 1t was at
this time that he was grasped by the
/ hair of the head by the brother-in-l law,
/ and iirked out of the bath-tub. under the
impression that Harry was trying to
CONT bathtubicide. The brother-in-law
had got up to call him and found that the
lounge which had known him knew him
no more, and the search that followed
resulted in finding him nearly covered
with water, and snoring as peacefully as
deacon in church Harry run himself
through clothes wringer and came ont
as dry as a voter ON election day, but he
insists that a bath-tub beats lounge to
sleep in.-Pcck's Sun.