The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1902-07-04
JOBSON IN TRAINING.

After they'd been yawning in each others
! faces for about an hour after dinner one
evening couple of weeks ago, MIR. and
Mrs. Jobson began to talk about spring
fever.
"That's what ails us--spring fever" said
Mr.. Jobson. Were just logey and stupid
from it. We don't get enough exercise to
fight the thing and we haven't got enough
energy in consequence to keep out OF our
own way"
'But 60 to market every day and down
| town a couple of times a week, and you
could get exercise by walking to and from
your office, you know" said Mrs. Jobson'
That's not the kind of exercise we
want" replied Mr.. Jobson. walking is all
right, in its way, but it isn't sufficient.
What full-grown human beings require IS
the sort of exercise that reaches every
muscle of the body Walking don't do the
muscles of the upper part of the human
frame any good, and the result is that
we're soft and fabby and liable to pick up
! any old kind of sickness that's in the air.
| tell you what we'll do. Well go into
training"
"Training?" said Mrs. Jobson, with a
puzzled expression.
Training said Mr.. Jobson, with en-
phasis. eve might just as well make
beginning now as at any other time, ana
after we've trained for month or SO we II
feel like different people, and take OF
whole lot of superf1uous and cumbersome
flesh besides | could go to gymnasium
myself and train, but | want you to have
the benefit of scientific exercise, too, and,
besides, it'll make it more interesting II we
both go into training together. 80 IL just
rig up the miniature Jobson gymnasium IN
the spare room, that's what III do, ana II,
inside of a month"; the both OF us are not
! able to run 100 yards in ten seconds and
fraction and punch the daylights out OF the
most contrary punching bag that was ever
suspended, it'll be caution
But" interposed Mrs. Jobson, don't
YOU think that we're-er- just little along
in life to begin taking violent eXerclse-to
begin training, as you say"
"No. Mrs. Jobson," said Mr.. Jobson,
oracularly, Il don't think anything of the
sort, and | wish that you'd get over that
habit of yours of advertlng to your husband
As a superannuated, WORKOUT cuss with one
foot in the grave If you want to look upon
yourself as an octogenaran, go ahead, but
be kind enough to leave me out of such cal
citations"
Mr.. Jobson took counple of hours off the
next morning to make purchases for the
rigging up of the Jobson gymnasium, and
the purchases arrived in large wagon
during the afternoon, before Mr.. Jobson
had returned from the office. The parapher-
MALTA for the ,Jobson gymnasium made
pretty good wagon load and when all OF
the various exercising contrivances had
been heaped up in the spare room the room
was pretty well filled up.
There were two exercising machines, one
an affair with weights, another thing
composed of a pair of strong elastic ropes
and couple of handles. There were dumb
bells of all sizes, from the one-pound sort
up to the 2O-pound kind that Shadows and
such knotty -muscled persons juggle. There
were two pairs of ornate-looking Indian
clubs-a very large, heavy pair for Mr.. job
son and a smaller pair for Mrs. Jobson.
There were two pairs of boxing gloves, at
the sight of which Mrs. Jobson shudder-
ingly wondered whether it was her hus-
bands intention to train her for the prize
ring. There was punching bag and gear
for same. There was a medicine ball and
a wrist machine, together with sundry and
divers other contraptons used by athletes,
and the spare room reminded Mrs. Jobson
of pictures she had seen in the newspa.
pers of the training quarters Of pugilists.
Mr. Jobson's eyes danced with pleasure
when he arrived home and saw his gym
nasium purchases spread out, and he bolt
ed his dinner in his eagerness to get to
work to rig the gymnasium up. He was
hammering and saving and driving nails
to late hour, which caused the next-door