Republican news item. [volume] (Laport, Pa.) 1896-19??, 1898-01-20
OLD CRADLES HAD APHASiA
4 Demonstration In Nervous Pathology
That Coat R8. 40.


That Cost GS.4O.
O1d Hardy CRADLES, who had limped
around in the Teton Basin for years on
q unsolicited foot, at last wearied Of
the wobbly exertion, went down to
Salt Lake to have the defective mem
ber treated He came back after an
absence of month, and his neighbors
gathered about him to hear the strange
tales which he would have to tell OF
experience in great city. He describ-
ed the Temple and the Tabernacle and
the Dooley Building. and quite en-
chanted them.
"What was the finest thing you see?"
fually asked ST Redee. in recapitula-
tion.
well, men," said Hardy. "the best
Freely the best-thing / see was fell
ler in the hospital He in-trusted me
lot, an 1 heerd all about him. He
had aphasia," speaking the last word
with a proud deliberation. Redee look
ed at Watts, and Watts glared intently
at Red Pete Rubls. The last mention
ed broke the SPELL
whats that? A form country, amt
it? Seems l heerd of it afole in jog
CITY,"
Nav" said Hardy, scornfully. "It
amt a place-it's thing. Somethin'
out o. gear, you know"
But they did not know. They were
even worse confounded than before.
Like a Russian thistle, mebbe." said
Pete, obviously, still clinging to the
geographical theory.
mo such. A man fergits how to
talk or somethin'."
"Deef an dumb man? I seem
"Naw. Nav. Man that kin talk jis
fergits how. Fergits everythin'."
ut can't be did," declared Pete with
decision.
Hardy looked at him pityingly.
"Dog it all, I say it kin; l seen it
Here-I'll show you. Who's got SIC
note?"
Among them they got together $S.4O
and Hardy said that he could illustrate
to some extent, perhaps, with thai
amount.
"Now," he said, taking possession o.
the money. you all know that yor
give me this money, don't your" They
did and said so.
"Well," rolling his eyes and essum
ing rigid attitude, ''I've fergot it. Fer
got all about it. That's aphasia."
"Humph!" grunted Ruble. Seems {
fool of q thing, don't it? Gimme my
S2.40"
Hardy gazed at him in a stony, va
cant way.
Give me my s2.40," Ruble repeated
with some show of sternness.
"I-I-seems like l heerd somethin
about sum O. money some'res," Har
dy responded, in hesitating way.
There's a dollar and half comm
to me-" Redee uttered fiercely
Gents" said Hardy, sorrowfully,
can't remember it. I'm sorry. l don
know what you're talkin' about. Nv
got that there aphasia."
They gathered around him, clamor
ing for their funds. They now began
to understand. But they could not con
vince him.
I'm sorry, as I say, gents" Hard.
said, meekly. "But its scientiflck.
amt my fault. On the subject of an.
money you might "a give mean meb
be you did give me some, p'raps-m.
mind is like blank sheet o. paper.
am poor victim Of peculiar disor
der, as you might say Good-day."
He was a man of six feet, four inch
es, and, although along in years, h
had been the hardest and best 1ghte
in the Basin, even in his cripple
time. They looked at him gloomily
therefore, as he walked away, and n
man dared say him nay. Only Re
Pete Ruble expressed the general sen
timent when he made certain feelin
and torrid remarks which impaired t
the world at large the fact that he wa
utterly disgusted with science In all 1t
forms.