The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1902-10-02
THE HAY FEVER VICTIM.
Keeps Tab ON the First Day OF the
Dreaded Season and Expedites
the Annual Attack.

"To-morrow-if there only were no
to-morrows!" said the man sadly to
his wife.
They sat close together in the twi-
light, watching the deepening shad-
the Washington Star.
Eyes, but Time waits not and so
on--you know the rest, poor dear"
said the wife. in a tone as sad as his
own.
"The horrible inevitability of the
thing!" said the man, hoarsely, after
while.
But" said she, as soothingly as
she could, why protest against the
inevitable?"
The man, however, was in a rebel
lious mood.
"Why," said he. peevishly, SHOULD
be singled out, with only a small
percentage of others, in proportion
to the mass for so savage an attic
ton. or infection, or whatever you
please to call it?"
She did not reply for a little while,
and then she said,
"But do not our Affections chasten
us?"
He srorted violently.
"Chasten be hanged" he exclaim-
ed. Talk sense. EditiN!"
After while he Gained down and
resumed his querulous tone of sad
ness.
"And you know how I despise these
separations, my dear" he said ca
ressingly.
But how can you know how long
this one will endure?" she asked him.
Haven't l the miserable expert
ence of many years behind me from
which to draw the conclusion?' he
inquired.
His query seemed so unanswerable
that she remained silent.
eff it were not such a brutal I'M
merited punishment" he went on,
after a while.
yes" she said, comfortingly, "but
try and think OF the many, many
others throughout the world who
will be in worse case than you, my
dear"
ooh, yes,' he broke out; "in China
| suppose there are several hundreds
of pirates figuring to a certainty
upon having their heads cut off with
with snickersnees tomorrow morn
ing. There are few lepers in India,
too, / understand. Tomorrow be.
ing Friday, | presume there will be
the usual quota of hangings. And the
jails are all normally filed up, doubt
not. Besides, there are some outcasts
starving somewhere or other right
now, | presume. All of these, ! sup
pose you mean, are in worse case than
but not so very much at that, when
you come to think of it."
But" she argued sweetly, latter ii
| is all. all over, life will be so much the
sweeter, and you will have still Sc
much to live for! After we are to-
gether again" and then her voice
died away into inarticulateness
They were very quiet for a long, long
space, and then the man, gnawing his
nails in the darkness, said:
| II lnere cOUlu De DOl Il CDanCc.
"Chance of what, my dear?" she
asked him.
THAT might escaped" he exclaimed
Although he could not see her face
in the darkness, he could imagine the
look of hopelessness that was stealing
over 1t.
"But, Of course, there is no chance!'
he said, almost in moan. "Confound
1t all, if a fellow could only lie down
and 60 to sleep, and stay asleep uni!
the LIST Of October, say!"
An hour later, when they were pre-
pairing for bed, he gave n sudden gasp
"By all the fodder of Hayville, | fee
it coming on now!' he calculated.
The inevitable had even been about
~ hours ahead of its schedule time
That night he went to bed with his
annual hay fever, when it wasn't due
until the following morning, and wher
| he took the morning train for the
mountains he cussed himself for not
having gotten away about three days
| earlier.