Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1900-06-06

made an expressive gesture as II 1T
were not worth mentioning, and con.
tinuea- -"you will soon get over these
yearnings Of falsely educated ap.
petite, and then you will be all right
I am afraid that you have been very
improperly brought up, John. "
Mr.. Carter glared at ler angrilN
and thcaw down his knife and fork
with a bang.
.If you mean in regard to calorics,
proteins aud ell the rest of it, yes; I
was"
"Oh, Johnr' Mrs Carter rose from
the table with her handkerchief to her
eyes. ''You. are c-crueL wheh you
know I'm doing tho best I cam"
what could he do? He had not been
married long, and was not proof
against her tears. He arose from the
table, took her in his arms, begged
forgiveness and promised to eat any
thing and everything she would give
him, if only she would smile. They
made up, of course, and Carter bore
himself heroically for six months
through a dietary that tabooed pie.
and was arranged according to feed
values.
III.
stSee here, Carter" said a friend,
meeting him one day on the street,
whats the matters You look like q
shadow. Come in and have some.
thing"
st don't care if I do" said Carter,
suddenly feeling the need Of some
thing stimulating. 'I'm afraid /
don't feel up to much lately.
He lifted the glass to his lips and
then set it down suddenly.
"What is it? Isn't it all right?"
asked his friend.
cit isn't boiled" answered Carter,
family, who though he saw microbes
bubbing up through the effervescence.
"Boiled!' calculated the other in
disgust. "Well, I should say notl
You'd better take stimulant. Carter.
"No, thank you, I don't believe that
I will take anything. You will excuse
me, old fellow, won't you? II don't
feel WE'LL"
"It's all right" answered his
friend. "What made you think of
the drink being boiled?"
81 don't know. Just fancy" re-
turned Carter, too loyal to his wife to
tell the cause.
Carter went home feverish. Much
to his wife's alarm he did not eat a
mouthful of supper. Finally he went
to bed and fell asleep. While he slept
he dreamed.
He was in an immense dining room.
Great roasts of beef and pork, tlanked
by steaming vegetables, loaded the
tables. Pies of mince and cherry
were on the bufets; fruits, salads,
water with huge chunks OF ice floating
in it, milk cooled also by ice.
Carter's mouth watered; but alas!
when he approached the meats, pro-
tein and calorics appeared to raise
from them. Carbohydrates reared
great heads fr8m fruits and vege-
tables; bacilli ieered at him in the ice
water; microbes looked out from the
milk.
A feeling of fierce anger seized hold
of him. Was he to starve because of
these creatures? Well, let them do
their worst! A drink he would have
in spite of them. Catching up cup,
he started to the water. Instantly
bacilli, microbes and bacteria OF all
kinds surrounded him.
Suddenly an enormous bacillus that
he had not seen before darted toward
him and was upon him before he could
/ take step. Carter gave a shrek
and sprang wildly from his bed.
'Why John! WHAT'S the matter?"
asked Mrs. Carter, sitting up.
Matter growled Carter, picking
himself up from the floor, where ne
had landed. 'sMatter enough, 1 tell
you. Tomorrow begins new state
of things at this house. I'm going
to live decently if I eat all the bac.
terra in the world. Calorics and all
the rest oe them have to go. They
have had their innings. Now comes
mine. Do you here, Nellie?'
eyes, John" replied Mrs. Carter.
meekly. She had been married long
enough to know that when Carter
used that tone things must go his
way.
The next day at dinner the follow
ing was the bill of fare:
Soup.
Rost pork with potatoes. Apple sauce
Onions, beans, tomatoes, peas, corn
Cherry, mince, apple pie.
Ice water.
And Carter was happy.
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