St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1892-12-17
TAKING THEIR MEDICINE.

TAKING THEIR MEDICINE.
Jones D,aa'e Always rr.s.,.. what H
81 Preached.
There was . good deal Of sickness IN
the ncighborhood and little Willie
Jones was feverish. Mrs Jones was
attending to him Jones. himself. coultl
hear the goings on from his den down
stairs
The first thing he heard distinctly
was q loud, explosive mo" Then
some words of gentle persuasion. and
again-''Nc! No! Naw-o-o:"
Just one little spoonful. Willie!''
"Naw-oo! O-o-hoo! Naw-Oo-hoo. ]
d'waanter! I d-waanter! d'whuh-
plp-blp-waantcr!!r'
Jones rapidly ascendcd the stairs
"What's the matter with him?' he
said, quietly. TO Mrs Jones.
II can't make him take his medi.
cine"
"Let me try"
Jones made . great show Of putting
the medicine away for good and all.
but he slyly transferred spoonful intsl
. tumbler. Then he stepped over ia
the water faucet and turned on tho
water full head
''lsoy's throat is parched and dry.
What he wants Is clear cold water; not
medicine. Hes thirsty. that's ALL"
Then with the medicine diluted in .
glass half full Of water Jones walked
wisely over 70 the boys bed
''TIcre, my little man. he said brcez.
lily. Don't want the bad medicine. do
you? Take drink Of cold " ater.'
Willie silently pushed the glass away.
20. see here! Papa came way up
stairs to give you this Take drink,
sittlc man"
Willie silently pushed the glass away.
"Takc little for papa" said Mrs.
Jones'
.'rn manage him all right" said
Jones, in an undertone. Here, willier'
he added, with q trace of severity in his
tone, II want you to drink a little
water"
II d'waantcr," replied Willie.
"But you must. Come now!''
"Don't be cross with him, papa, he
isn't we'll"
"That's the reason want him to take
it Hers, young man! No more fool
ing now! Open your mouth and take
some med-water.
Il dwaantcr! d'waan-~
There was . struggle. The glass
clicked two or three times against the
boys set teeth and as many times the
=
was red and wild looking. So was
Jones After . time Mrs Jones re-
marked quietly:
Il don't think you can do any thing
with him that way"
Then Jones stood erect
II don't think" he snapped. ''tha:
anybody can do anything with him any
way. Yon humor him and coax him
and he rides over you. By and by
therc'll be no living with him. Mcbbe
be is is little bit sick, but Great Scott!
he'll be sicker il he doesn't take his
medicine. He needn't be u mule be-
cause he's sick"
Jones set the glass on the rnantcl and
went down stairs.
Twenty-four hours later Jones sat in
. big chair with his hands in his trous-
ers pockets and . surly gaze fixed on
the ceiling.
"Are you i'll to-night?- asked Mrs.
Jones, after he had remained in that
position for trying length Of time.
NO" It was . simple answer, but
very prompt and emphatic
A few moments later Mira Jones low
cred her book again.
"what is wrong, Henrys" she tender
" inquired.
'.Wrong? Nothing"
A little later Mrs. Jones dropped the
took to her lap for the third time.
"You swallow as il your throat was
SORE" she said.
II guess I'll live" replied Jones.
"There! Your throat is sore and
knew well enough it was You must
take hot drink and go straight to
bed"
"I'll take nothing!"
''But, Henry, you'll be down sick IL
you don't Let me make you some hot
Lemonade"
No.
"why,ys mss. take some thing.
"Id rn{rhfnt want any hot
and that slfIss
Aud Jon6s Ai1dt tnlke any bot Arinli.
aud that - - - : Ssver,and oneo
when his- y1qderea NrA Jones
heard him matter: