The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1903-03-17
DOBLEY'S KILLING PACE
Revealed When His Wife Used Cook.
book Prescriptions.
ct DON'T know why it is, said Mr..

ment that am gong to be Ill.
"You never looked better in your
life," said Mrs. Dobley. Don't give in
to any such idea. It's simply nervous
ness"
That's it." said Dobley. my nerves
are running away with me. They are
at tension which threatens a sudden
collapse. / start at the least sound.
wake with the bells ringing in my ears
and feel as though wise were gripping
my head. It's been that way now for
three days"
Its those late suppers of yours"
said Mrs. Dobley. you would require
the digestion of an ostrich to consume
such combinations as you have been adj
dicted to of late"
Nonsense, Mrs. Dobley; my symp-
toms have nothing about them which
indicates that the trouble is simple
one, which might be removed by bicar-
Donate of soda and seltzer. It's located
here, Mrs Dobley." Dobley tapped his
brow mysteriously.
Perhaps headache?" suggested
Mrs. Dobley.
mo; it's the rush of modern life,"
said Dobley. TITS the pace at which
people must live nowadays. We're all
in race trying to see which of us can
push on fastest to the gravel"
Dear mel" said Mrs. Dobley. 81
felt sure that the fricasseed crab meat
in chatting dish and the Welsh rabbit
you had last night would affect your
liver, and now Pm sure Of it. Either
l.. t. l. Il l,,.k
combine the two-it is simply dread
full"
1T is not the liver, Mrs. Dobley, it is
the brain. have confused sensation
as though the optic nerve had gotten
tangled with the spinal cord. Then
there is singing in the ears with
ingling feeling in the temples, and
hooting pains in the back of the
leclS."
"They have an excellent Household
Medical Guide in the back of this" she
jaid, as she SKINNED over the leaves.
"Have you had dizzy spells and hal
ucinations, with loss of appetite and
listaste for exertion2" she asked, read
ing from one of the pages.
Exactly" said Dobley. 81 feel as
though my head weighed ton, and
when / attempt to walk the effort OF
placing one foot before the other seems
to completely exhaust my vitality. The
very thought of taking another step is
weakening"
fHow about chills with sudden flush
es of heat, sallow complexion and yell
lowish tinge to the whites of the eyes?"
asked Mrs. Dobley, anxiously.
"All of those" said Dobley. 81 tell
you, Mrs. Dobley am threatened with
serious collapse. 1 have been work.
ing too hard"
''You have the grip" said Mrs. Dob.
ley, firmly, closing the book, land you
must not think of going downtown to-
day. Simply telephone to the Office
that you are i'll, and take q day of
quiet rest at home. i will fix up some
remedies that win break up your cold,
for really grip is only an exaggerated
cold. And the rest will do you good"
81 haven't taken days holiday in
years." said Dobley. 81 don't think it
would agree with me to stay home. I'd
fancy l heard the ticker calling me or
imagine the office was on fire, or some
thing"
"Now, you go upstairs and get into
q smoking jacket and slippers, and.
first of all, will fix up something that
you can eat. I will prepare it myself"
said Mrs. Dobley, who had little or no
opportunity to put her nursing abil-
itiesin evidence owing to her husbands
continual good health. She acted as
though it were going to be q genuine
pleasure to have an invalid on her
hands for day.
An hour later Dobley was wrapped in
an eiderdown quilt, with a flaxseed
poultice on his chest and a wet towel
about his head. Mrs. Dobley said she
had taken his temperature and de-
clared that it was more than hum
dred, so she decided that it was better
for the invalid not to eat anything.
So a very tempting broiled chicken
with currant jelly, buttered toast and
tea was taken downstairs before Dob
ley's eyes, although he explained that
he had had the first symptoms of real
appetite that he had experienced for
three days. Then Mrs. Dobley made
mixture and put piece of ice on his
head. Dobley had just become eagerly
interested in a new novel when she
took it away and said that it would
only upset his nerves to read it, and she
even removed the newspapers and read
him one of Mrs. Heman's poems.
Il am bound that you'll have one day
of perfect rest, john" she said. "You
have positively alarmed me as to the
condition of your health"
ALREADY feel much better" said
Dobley. II suppose my state of nerv-
business made me exaggerate the symp-
toms. Do you know, my dear, 1 think
should enjoy some toast and tea
and chicken. And perhaps small piece
of steak, also. l don't know whether it
is the poultice or the ice on my head
but my appetite has returned"
but the book says: On no account
allow the patient to eat while the fever
RACES I might fetch you some milI
qnd lime water il you think you coulc
stand it.u