Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1908-10-08

done you no good. Fresh air night
and day is what's needed. and you
don't get It here by the stove or shut
UP In your room. You ought to 1.-Two
out door. Yes, and sleep there, too"
"Sleep out door, what kind OF talk
ia that7 BE you crazy Or
Don't screech 80, pa" says Eureka,
cold as an ice chest. Folks over on
the main will think this place is on
hrc. Listen to this. Here's piece
about consumption in this magazine.
They call II the white Plague III
read some Of IT,
The Heavenlies was in a broad grin
by this time washy kept yelling that
he didn't want TO hear no such fool
ishness, but his daughter spelt out
different parts OF the magazine piece.
II told about how dangerous shut-up
rooms and confined atmospheres"
was. and about what It called open
air sanitariums' and outdoor bed
rooms
see. pa" says she; look at this
picture. Here's tent where two con-
SuBlptlNV iolhS ilNtu h.li Sl'pb III O'Ci
n year Twas 20 below zero there
sometimes. but 1t cured EN-. And see
this one. Twas a. below where that
shanty was. but"
The invalid jumped out OF his chair
and come boiling into the dining room.
Take II away" he yells, frantic
III you expect me to believe such lies
as them you're"
They amt lies" says Eureka, fol.
lowing him UP, and speaking calm and
easy. They're true; amt they, Mr..
Van Brunt?"
Van smothered his grins and
nodded.
True as gospel" he says.
yes. course they be- And pa, I'm
going to cure you or die a-trying. The
old Toulouse out back Of the barn
is Just the place for you. It's full OF
holes and cracks, so there'll be plenty
OF fresh air And took the sofy out
there this very day. You can sleep
there nights and set in the sun day
times. You mustn't come In the house
at all I mean to keep you outdoor all
winter, and then"
The Heavenlies Just howled and so
did T. Washy Sparrow howled, too,
but not from laughing.
"All winter" ne screams. The
gals gone loony' She wants to kill
me and get me out Of the way. I
shan't stir one step You hear me!
Not one step"
, This piece says that many patients
act that way first along In such cases
It IS often necessary 10 use force Mr..
, Pratt. ~ill you take pa out 10 the tool
shed? III carry the lamp"
, Would I? was aching for the
chance to get my hands on the littlo
rat stood up and squared my
Z shoulders.
! Mr. Van Brunt." yells washy.
lodging into the corner. be you going
a to set BY and see me murdered? Didn t
;. you swear your Bible oath to treat me
kind"
There couldn't be nothing kinder
- than curing you. pa" says Eureka.
'Tt's all right, amt 1t. Mr, Van Brunt?''
!, Van didn't answer for a second.
Then he says, like he'd decided: Yes.
Q It's dead right Go ahead and cure
' him. for heavens sake. II you can. III
back you up and take my chances"
k my nerves" begins Washy.
Nerves, says Eureka. come from
p the stomach. III tend TO them later.
Well cure your lungs first Mr.. Pratt,
fetch him along"
j. got my fingers on the back Of
D that consumptive's neck. He fought
and hung back. Then l grabbed him
by the waist.band with t'other hand
He moved then, walking Spanish,
like the boy in the schoolyard.
Eureka opened the door. Nobody
| can say" says she emphatic. that
2 let my pa die OF consumption without
trying to cure him. Come along, Mr.
Pratt"
. Remember. Mr.. Sparrow, says
3 Van. busting with laugh, its all FOL
your good
V We went out and across the yart
l and round hack OF the barn. The
d Twins come 10 the door to see us of
could hear EN- laughing even aftel
l. we was ont OF sight Eureka shaded