The Corvallis times. (Corvallis, Or.) 1888-1909, 1903-03-14
JOBsON AS A DOCTOR.

at the breakfast table one morning about
ten days ago.
Mrs Jobson had no idea, of course, and
said so.
.Im going to fetch home, said Mr.. job
son, oracularly, "about two pounds of pow
dered sulphur and jug of blackstrap mo-
lasses of the old-fashioned kind"
'sWhat for?" inquired Mrs. Jobson.
"What for?" repeated Mr. Jobson, with
surprised expression. Now, what dye
suppose powdered sulphur and molasses are
generally used for-cltnip tea? Mrs. job
son, might L inquire whether you ever had
home as young girl-a real, sure-enough
home, presided over by mother who
knew enough TO repair to shelter when the
rain began? Is it possible that you never
heard of the combination of sulphur and
mo1asses for use as a blood purifying
spring medicines"
Oh, yes, Mrs Jobson had heard of that.
"You have, eh?" said Mr.. Jobson. well,
what do you think of it as a spring medi-
cine?"
Mrs. Jobson reluctantly replied that she
thought it ell right in some aspects,
but
There are no butts about it," said Mr..
Jobson, in his most impressive judicial
tone. Sulphur and molasses make the
greatest spring medicine that ever came
over the hills. And that's the stuff that
we're going to take every morning before
breakfast for month or SO. just like ev-
erybody else, we've been sitting around all
winter like hothouse plants, eating too
much, and not taking anything like enough
exercise. The result is that our blood's
all thickened and clogged up, ard if we
don't take something to clarity our sys-
TENS we're liable to attacks of illness for
+hz roet of S,I1T h,1r md mo-
lasses is the thing, and when we take it
right along for about month we'll feel
like colts Just turned loose in field of
dandelions."
Mr.. Jobson, having assumed his 1-have-
spoke manner, Mrs. Jobson didn't make
I any reply for the sake of peace, but it was
obvious that she wasn't looking forward TO
| the sulphur and molasses scheme with any
| great degree of equaninity.
Mr.. Jobson was as good as his word, and
| home he brought that evening the package
| of powdered sulphur and huge jug of
| blaekstap naelasses, for which he had to
search the town. After dinner he mixed
| the great spring medicine in large crock,
| all the time conversing volubly ON the won
| ders wrought by TIE stuff on the human
| frame if, consistently adhered to.
| '.It won't do you any good if you only
! take it once in awhile" he explained.
you've got to stay right with it every
| day for month or SO to get any good out
/ of it. It may not taste like pate de foie
| gras, but that's only detail. It's reachin ,
so. to speak, and that's the main thing"
4 When Mr.. Jobson made his appearance
| for breakfast the next morning Mrs. job
son was already presiding over the crock
| of sulphur and molasses.
| Have you taken yours yet" inqui- ed
4 Mr.. Jobson.
SNo," she answered. 'I was waiting for
/ you to come down, so that we could take
| it at the same time. Ugh! It looks SO
nasty"
! aDon't try to be quite 80 girly-girly, Mrs.
I Jobson," said Mr.. Jobson, sarcastically
"Airs like that aren't exactly becoming in
| person of your years"
Mrs Jobson produced couple of table
spoons and handed one of them to Mr.
| Jobson. But if she expected that he was
| going to be the first to 60 against the
| spring medicine she was mistaken. He
stood by in an attitude of expectancy, and
80 there was nothing for her to do but te
dip into the crock, delve up spoonful Of
/ the gritty mixture and swallow it. She
made an extremely wry face over it, but
said nothing.
Mr.. Jobson then dipped into the mess
bringing up consnerdoly anafaer spoon
/ full than Mrs. Jobson had taken, and downee
\ it, His countenance looked nightly dis
torted by the time he had swallowed th'
stuff, and he spluttered and coughed 10
over it for some time.
4 "Do you like it az we'll a. you did whe1
you were young one?" inquired Mrs. Job
SON.
cts great" spluttered Mr. Jobson, bu
he didn't nav II in a convincing way. H
didn't have his usual appetite for break
fast. and he looked thoughtful througho.,
the meal.
He wasn* feeling well, he said, when b
returned home that evening, and he wen
: to bed early. When he made his appear
q anee in the diningroom for breakfast Mrs
Jobson was again towering over the sui
: nbnr and molasses crock. Mr.. Jobsou didn'
% anywhere near it.
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