The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1900-08-12
JOHN HAD GERMAN MEASLES.
Mrs. J. Matrimonial Bliss ventiIate ties
Her Views Upon the Proper Care of
Sick and Consequently Cross

Mrs. j. Matrf m OnlaI BLISS Fentilates
Her Views Upon the Proper Care of
Sick and Consequently Cross
Husband.
well, if she treats him like that, I
won't answer for the consequence" re-
Piled Mrs j. Matrimonial Bliss, laying
down her lace work and shaking her
head solemnly at the Atlantic ocean, roll
ing It's blue summer waves before the
veranda on which she and Miss Emily
Lonely sat gossiping.
For my part, l think she IS a very
tender. devoted wife, and he's suriy
brute" retorted Miss Emily. THE par
ttions in these summer hotels are so
thin I couldn't help hearing when he
said some thing about a devilish bore, and
she replied in the gentle way, Dear, you
aren't we'll and then his language be-
came perfectly awful. I simply put my
fingers in my ears. I can't help thinking
how in the past few days all her ideals
must have become shattered by his be-
havior. and they have only been married
two months Men are such treacherous
creatures. Sometimes one does appreci-
ate ones dignifed independence" and
Miss Emily gave her water color version
looked like a white celluloid poker chip
gone astray
Mrs. Bliss laughed cheerily. HE isn't
a brute, Miss Emily. He's just a little
run down, poor young man, and his con-
fiding, adoring, pretty little wife evident
ly hasn't got far enough along in her
knowledge of the sex to realize that there
is mighty big difference in the best
methods of taking care of a sick woman
all hot
woman wants to be coddled and cud-
died, petted and fused over when she
is ill. She grows quite fond of her med
icines, loves to tuck up among pillows and
discuss her symptoms. and speak in
sin. small voice and make large, pathetic
eyes of a suffering gazelle al her relations
and the doctor.
Must he Handled With Gloves.
"If there is one insult that man more
acutely resents than another" Mrs. Bliss
continued, 'it is illness, and he deeply
objects 20 being reminded of it. He
knows that he is then unnamed and more
or less an object of amused pity to his
own sex, so a sick husband must be
handled with gloves. 1t is wifely tact
that tides him over, and that is what our
little friend should learn. She really is
painfully obtuse Last night she tried to
put her white worsted shawl about his
big broad shoulders. made him change
his seat, because she suspected he was in
draught, and reminded him of his pills
right before all the other men, Do you
wonder he used winged words. that is to
say, direct colloquial language; though
being newly married he spoke in tone
only she could hear and complied with
ell her requests, except the use of the
shawl In consequence she was hurt and
huffy and her eyes grew pink, and then
he got nader and went out, by way of
revenge, and stamped up and down the
wet beach, reveling. no doubt, in the
| knowledge that she was wringing her
hands on the piazza and longing to rush
out, and on her knees offer him his
overshoes. but her pride and fear of his
manly wrath held her at bay"
| And you think that's kind and ten
| der and noble and''-began Miss Emily
Lonely in wrathful amaze,
| mo. Miss Emily" chuckled Mrs. Bliss;
but it's masculine and natural, and I've
been all through 1t with my john Did
l ever tell you about the time that John
Matrimonial Bliss, esq. banker, broker,
| after-dinner speaker and retired warrior,
came down with the German measles?"
Miss Emily shook her head.
| HE doesn't dream to this day that he
ever was the victim of so pesky little
ailment, but sometimes, when he chooses
| to reminiss about his wonderful escape
and daring adventures. he mods across the
table at me and refers to the summer of
his return from Cuba, when he had a
very close call, and I say with a sort of
break in my voice, oh Jack, don't talk
of it, and he leaves the impression with
his apprecative male listeners that he
has faced worse things than San Juan
Hill.
When the Crisis Came.
That summer I knew Jack was droopy
when he began running down the cook
but I didn't suggest there was any loss
Of appetite. From being an entirely so
cable creature he seemed TO find pleas
ure in sitting alone and glowering a good
deal. and when I assumed a more cheer
fui air than usual he tried to expla
himself by saying, in the weird, vernaculai
of down town, that the street had cold
feet
1.-THE last familiar phase that always
leads to some sort of an attack with my
husband is when he, as mild a man as
| ever paid bills, or dismissed tipsy cooks
! began 20, excuse me, Miss Emily, but to
damn things. Then I knew John was
i'll, and the crisis came when he got into
| perfectly towering rage with the end
of a palm leaf that tickled his nose while
| he sat reading his Sunday paper I apol-
ogized for and removed the palm, and
| when the rack1ng headache developed
| lightly suggested the hot weather, q
| touch of possible malaria and invited the
| doctor in TO tea.
well the long and short of It was
| John spent four days in bed, and
| bundled off the children and covered my
self with glory trying to keep my lord in
| spirits, and at the same time in his room
| We never once let on it was measles, that
would have hurt his dignity, so the doc
tor and 1 talked on basis of incipien.
| typhoid, brought on by Cuba and over
work. and alarmed him into obedience
| while l kept up his courage by wonder
ing at his superb constitution. Poor Jack
he was scared into fits at the sight of his
temperature, for man-like, once persund-
ed he is i'll, he glooms over the future
and l could easily have given him a
serious setback by watching him with
panied anxious eyes, by tiptoeing around
the room. tickling his poor pulse, plead
| ing with him to eat. hushing all normal
| familiar sounds, and begging him every
ten minutes to tell me how he felt.
How 10 Manage n Sick Man.
Treatment of that sort drives a man
either in a rage, out of his bed, or put