The commercial. (Union City, Tenn.) 190?-193?, 1902-02-28

again Sne lnduced MIN TO go tO
bed, only to have the same PER-
Torrance repeated. Growing tired
at last, she said; ''Sol, ple
not do another thing fer you, les
sen you lay still arter | fix you1
you'd try the patience of Jobe."
"Well, Saludy Ann" says he,
'PI love to lie thar and long to-
lie thar, wusser ner hound put
bankers fer aig, but lawsy massey
me, | kaint-l KANT"
He grew worse rapidly, and as
there was no physician nearer than
ten miles, they concluded to send
for Seth Low, a horse and cow
doctor. Old Sol himself suggested
Low, for" says he, ''ef he can
cure as big thing as a boss.
shorely he can do a little some,
thin fer me-"
Seth came, felt of Sol's ankles
to see if he had the scratches or
narrow heel; looked IN his mouth
for hampers or blind teeth, but
finding none of these diseases on
tap, he said that Sol must naturally
have a bad case of the bolts.
eff he have got the botts," says
he, land | am pintedIy certain he
have, thar hain't nothin' to skal
merlasses and saft sope to make
'em turn loose and tuck tail So
some of you wimmin folks git me
few of your best merlasses ana
a passel of saft sope, and we'lE
have him on his pegs in a iiffy~
A quart is megium dost for "
boss, and | allow pint is about
SOILS SIZE"
So they mixed pint of molassess
and soft soap and drenched him
much as if he had been horse in
deed and in truth. 1t did him
some good, too, for such a dose OF
such a mixture, added to his
already overloaded stomach, fairly
turned him inside out. Such q
quantity of vegetable products and
animal remains surel y never came
from the stomach of any one man
before. The benefit he derived
from it, however, was of short
duration, for outraged nature re-
quired something more than mo-
lasses and soap TO restore the baE-
ance of power. Nothing could in
duce him to remain still for a
single moment.
There being nothing else they
could do they sent to town for Dr.
Special.
DR.. SPECIAL ARRIVES.
When the doctor finally arrived
on the scene old Sol was mile
from home, at the back of Ned
Bullets new ground, They bad
to detail three of the most active,
young men in the neighborhood to,
run him down and bring him in
After they caught him and
brought him home they had to tias
him hard and fast, so that the doe
tor could get in his diagnosis He.
priced old Soils jaws apart with "a
screw driver to examine his tongue
He percussed and cussed him; he
ausculated and thermometerizeA
him until the entire family was
upon the verge of Mysteries, when
he calmly pronounced the disease
appendicitis.
eyes, madam" says he to Mrs.
Bolton, ''your husbands appendix
has got to come off,"
"What's them got to come off2'T
says Sol.
E'Hush, SalIie," says his wife;
it's your sondulix, my dear, at the
doctor is a-gwine to shave off to
save your life.
"Shave nothin'," says Sol. mo,
Eli be dad CAST eff he air; them air
spondix air a -gwine Ion o me when
l die. l amt a-gwine to be buried
permiscuous all over the country
not by long chalk"
They paid no attention to him,
however, but stretched him on
upon an improvised dissectino
table and proceeded to give him
choloroform, just as if taking out
mans appendix was an every
day occurrence and the simplest
thing in the world.
When old Sol began to snore so
that he might be heard in the next
county DR.. Special pulled off his
coat, rolled up his sleeves, and
said, he "bleeved he was about
ready to begin proceedings He
next cut slot in Old SaPs side
big enough for a yearling pig to