The Newtown bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-current, 1900-03-09

He is selfish mortal, who even though
suffering, thinks only OF his own woes
and pains, while hundreds in the world
about him are passing through even
greater trials. But it has occurred to
me that for one-horse show there are
prostrating and painful than tonsilitis
and its occasional accompaniment,
quinsy. It makes the strong man child
in strength, 1t takes away his appetite,
he cannot eat If he wants to, and soon he
cannot sleep. And this state of things
continues day by day, till he almost
wishes that he might bid good-by to
earth. Oh, what q relief when "the
break" comes! Once more he draws a
long breath, and unbuckles the strap
that has kept bis spinal column tied
down to the body. Once more he can
drink without thinking OF his ancestors,
and he tells his physician he feels like
singing. And for the first time In week
he Ills gently asleep.
And this reminds me of similar rack
CIV AoSA Az SSAAS NEO ALA c1AUhAy AAS
writer was single man then living in
Spring field in fashionable Main street
hotel. He lived high in those days. His
room was Jas high up as he could get
(next to the roof, and the smallest and
cheapest room the great hosiery had for
rent. Still he had steam heat and gas
and was as comfortable as bachelor
could be. One night he got up, suffering
from suftocation and pain. He managed
to attract the attention of the porter, who
worked at the telephone to get the doctor.
But everyone in the city mad the grip
and the doctor wouldn't come. Some
time the next day he came and he found
sick customer. In this condition the
patient lay without nursing. At meal
times the waitress from the table would
step within the door and IN frightened
manner ask what I wanted to eat. (She
acted as IL had the smallpox.) Each
time 1 ordered up meal for well man.
and it always remained untasted. In
some way the news Of nay sickness got
| out, and frasernal society to which
belonged few to my assistance. They
hunted up a nurse, and soon I had 9
| fighting chance. When I recovered
made up for lost time by making q mar
riage engagement, which later was car
ried out in the family arrangement
which has been so pleasant for me.
It is bad enough to be sick, but it il
quite another matter to be i'll on the tor
floor of big hotel, your only outlook
being on fire escapes and root tops.
It ID curious to what the mind resort
in periods Of great bodily distress abov'
referred to. For time you busy your
self trying to find the exact center of tn
ceiling. Then you figure on the squar
inches in the ceiling and the number o
| figures in the wall paper. You discove
the wall paper man has put some strip
on not quite straight and you wish yo'
had meat-ax, that you might punisl
him. never was poet,snor had lean
ings that way. bnt during my prostra
ton I composed poem of II verse
about my attending physician. AS tn
doctor is a modest man and is still peer
ing into the recesses and around th
kopjes In my throat, it has seemed th
better part OF wisdom not to publish II
So i have decided TO place 1t in cold stor
age for while.
/ Itappears to me that man who ma
passed through sssuch q strenuous time,
as has the writer, has good deal to b
thankful for. That is the way I feel
lanYWaY.--IA Allison 2. Smith.