Williston graphic. (Williston, Williams County, N.D.) 1895-1919, 1900-11-01

Got some new ache or pain both day
an night; an now you hev the imp
dence to waken me out o. a sound sleep
to go whinin an tel!in' me of it'll"
But. Car'liny, ="
"Oh, you needn't expect any SYM
pity from me; an if ye think we're
goin' to lay thar an take on till mor''-
in, an keep me from sleepin'. ye'1e
mistaken! Mother thing, firmly be-
lieve it's more'n ralf Imagination that
ais ye-ye let yer mind git too much
control over yer body. You kin hunt
up them drops yerself-Tm goin' up
stairs an see if kin git quietness and
peace!"
With these words Mrs. Page sprang
out of bee and lightly assembled the
stairway. leaving Jonas so surprised
and bewiGcred that for moment he
absolutely forgot all about the pain in
his tooth.
"Car'liny's givin' me dose O. my
own medicine, I guess" and sudden
tinge of shame dyed his face. "Whew!
mother tooth beginnin' to howl an
jumps if one wasn't plenty. I've got
to hev them drops an nights well
git them fust as last
He swung himself cautiously out OF
bed and hobbled to the pantry. For
tunately his search was not as pro-
longed as when seeking the liniment.
But, to his great disappoin tment,
scarcely enough of the remeay re-
manned for one application. The relief,
though immediate. was only tempo
rary. The pain returned in less than
an hour. The rest had undoubte dly re-
cuperated it, for it seemed to possess
double the force.
Positively, Jonas was in deplorable
condition.; his hand throbbed in dis
agreeable manner, his leg was swollen
and stiff and sore, ana his teeth-well,
words are utterly inadequate to ex-
press the extreme pain they caused
him. -.
In his younge. days he attended
church regularly and evinced consdd-
cradle activity as member; and now
in his misery he remembered and re-
peated several of his ole time prayers.
Their good effects, however, were de-
stroyed by the flow of stronger lan-
guage that invariably succeeded them.
"l've stood this thing long I'm goin'
to-" he said, fiercely. "Here's three
mortal hours gone by an faint no bet
ter. III jist hitch up an drive over to
Ridgeway, rouse up the dentist, an
hev these tomentin' teeth yanked out
in jiffy."
DOMINIC his greatcoat and muffler,
he proceeded to the barn. No sooner
had the outside door closed at his
heels, than Mrs. Pages white-robed
figure came gliding down the stairway.
With lamp in hand, she entered the
bedchamber. Disorder reigned su-
preme. Four medicine bottles, prom
inent among them the flask of liniment
which for once ha & not proved equal to
the emergency, two wet towels, basin
of water and bag of hops were strung
over the bureau. A couple of quilts
and a pillow lay on the floor, while the
other bedclothes were rolled in bali
down by the footboard.
As Mrs. Page noted these particulars,
the stern lines around her eyes and
mouth relaxed; and look, in which
anxiety and compassion were blended,
passed over her features.
"Poor Jonas!' she murmured, audi
IDLY. Il wonder if he's yet found out
the value of sympathy"
After dressing herself, she COM
menced restoring the room to rights
and had nearly succeeded when the
sound of carriage wheels reached her
ears. and, glancing out, she perceived in
the hazy dusk of the early morning
that it was Jonas driving rapidly away.
When he returned, some two hours
later, Mrs. Page noticed directly that
her husbands face wore radically diff
ferent expression. She first thought
the loss of his two front teeth was ac-
countable for the change in his appear
ance, but this she realized to be an err
roneous idea when Jonas came into the
house and, walking (or rather limping)
straight up to her. placed both his
hands on her shoulders.
"Car'liny," and his voice sounded
strangely husky. "Car'liny, you an I
hev ben alvin together an a-bearin'
each others burdens nigh onto 20 years
and yesterday we was foolish 'nough to
quarrel bout the SMALL mean the
great matter O. Simplify. Comm
home from Ridgeway got to thinkin'
it all over; I kin see now where was
wrong. Fact is: I've be'E too. inde
pendent lately-I needed the lesson ye
taught me last night. Life's an uphill
road an it's best to lean on one mother
when we come to the rough places. l
want to ask you to bury the Ratchet
will ye do it,"
And Mrs Page answered seriously:
| II will"
An Unfortunate Bnptismal Name.
Baptismal stories seem to be as
numerous as the sands on the seashore.
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