Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1908-07-26
TWO DAYS IN BED.
(An Actual Experience.)

(An Actual Experienced "NO,' said grandma; fits only a lit tie malaria-a couple of grains o quinne every two hours and day ol two in bed. No use to send for a doc tor"
 You are deathly sick, and that
 thump, thump, thump, in your hea(
 takes every bit of gimp out of youl backbone. You are like the fellow who was Seasick-frst you are afraid you will die, and then you are afraid you won't die.
 His fever is pretty high,' says grandma. Bing! Bang! A rush of
 swirling waters! A jingle of spurs
 and the rush of a charge! Egypt!
 Why, Little Egypt, Eternal Egypt you did that stunt at the Worlds fair. That hideous south sea islander keeps pounding on his hollow tree. Will no one on the Midway stop him? Mir. Chairman, this, sir, is an outrage, a. Whew! How that runaway horse pulls the bit
 That quilt? It's old as the hills. It must have belonged to you in pre- vious existence. That wall paper? There's philosophy in that wall paper, Horatio The little woman selected the pattern Come to think of it, SHE bought nearly all the lares and penates within range of your vision. SHE saved the money out of her slender al- lowancc and bought them Wonderful little woman,
 How the night hours drag! You usu- ally sleep soundly-and snore, she says. The clock ticks ominously, as when you were a sick boy. This is time for introspection. You begin to see things rightly. Life resolves itself into the real, the simple, the elemental things. It is hard on your conscience. You have sometimes forgotten some very plain obligations. For instance: Well, there's the little woman. Do you re- alize how much of HER is in you? If you have been successful, SHE made IL POSsipiS. II NOu nave ldllCO, SIA was faithful. Have you always been to the little woman what you ought to be: And the girl? She often calls you dear old dad" That means And the boy? Thick wit, tan't you see how he really loves you he. the big bear of fellow, who Mixes to romp with you and wool you on the floor?
 'FYes. I'm better. I think I will get up for breakfast" Your stomach is sweet and wholesome after it's forty eight Eour rests An, there was more 10 that mosaic requirement of regular fast days than your moderns have ever been willing to admit. The Qui- nine has chased the devils out of your brain. When you go down to break fast grandpa says in that stern old way he used when you were the boy and which cenceals heap of fond ness, Well, sir, you up?" And the boy makes noisy fun at your appear ance in the dressing gown But the little woman at the other end of the table says nothing. She does not SAY things. SHE DOES THEM. There is only quiet smile on the face of yoilr old sweetheart.
 Every well regulated married man should be sick-really, but not danger ously sick-a day or two once ever. year.
 Former Instruments of Torture.
 Instead of gymnastics or games. .l struments of torture were used f.l modelling the figure of the young lH Y of 1881, An English writer of l..:1t year says that "could the modem schoolroom be preserved it would pass for ;l refined inQuisition. There woNia be found stocks for the fingers UAe cheiroplast and pnlleys for the ncc,;. with weights attached.' Fanny ken!- ble. to whom nature had been by lie means unkindly. was found wanting iii and she writes that she wore a back board made of steel GOV cred with red morocco. which consist ed of q fiat piece placed on my baci and strapped down to my waist wit a belt and secured at the top by tive epaulets strapped over my shoulders From the middle of this there rose steel rod or spine with a steel collar which encireled my throat. faslene'i behind The machine proved a faii ure, and she was put under the tuition of drill sergeant, who did for her al that was required. Social England"
 Four Bad Snakes.
 Snakes .re much maligned creatures