Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1909-03-17
A LITTLE
cold HIST DRY

took tprns running up and down his
back, and his feet were like ice.
Many man in big city knows
what II is to be i'll in fourthstory
ballroom of boarding house, and that
is just where Rogers was. He had oc-
cupied this same ballroom long enough
to become acquainted with all the
boarders. While he had been intimate
with none, he always had been wiling
to lend helping hand to all, his board
had been paid promptly, and he never
had forgotten to tip the servants.
Well, to go back to the pancakes he
tossed about from to 7, bemoaning
his dismal state, and then fell into a
troubled sleep that brought dreams of
home, comfort and mother His sleep
was interrupted by the inward con-
seriousness that some one was looking
at him, and he opened his eyes to find
three of the men boarders staring AT
him.
What's the matter?" they asked in
chorus.
Sick. Cold" was Rogers reply.
Feel shiyery?" they inquired
He nodded his head.
We'll fix you" and they disap-
peared to presently return and dose
him with whisky and quinine, wrap his
Little Mary" in red flannel and put
hot water bags to his feet. Lie there"
they said, and then left, leaving the
door on crack, SO Rogers could call
in case of need.
Rogers feet began to send up
genial warmth, which rapidly assembled
until it reached the waist line, and
there, mingling with the heat produced
by the whisky, the two, hand in hand,
Travelled UP his back until he was all
aglow and became drowsy.
Bang, went the door and in came
the chambermaid
what, are We not up YETI" was her
greeting
mo, get out. am SICK" was Rog
- ers' wall.
Peace reigned for an hour and his
glow became burning heat and his
thirst was at premium, but he was
not to suffer, as just then old Maria
came in Poor soul, she sold tracts for
living and he had lent weeks
board to her.
She had hot mustard water for his
feet and hot lemonade for his thirst.
AS he was dallying with these two
cures his breakfast arrived Some lit
tie bird must have spread the news of
biz i1lpooc tbrouoho,,t tho hnI1cp
Whisky and hot lemonade are not
very sure foundation for liver, bacon,
eggs and the things that go with them,
but Rogers had to make. some pretense
eating, as the walters solicitude as to
Rogers welfare was as large as the
breakfast he had brought.
Then Rogers thought he would fol-
low directions and ''lie there" and try
to sleep. While he lay there he heard
heavy footstep approaching, which
he recognized as that Of the landlady.
She had hot onion poultice for his
chest and some milk toast as he had
eaten no breakfast
The landlady stayed and condoled
while Rogers ate the milk toast, and
then, left with the promise that the
servants should be at his beck and
call, which was unnecessary, as one OF
them appeared every Is minutes to at
tend to his wants.
Did you ever lie i'll abed in small
room with your Little Mary" in open
revolt at the treatment she had re-
ceived and your olfactory nerves as
sailed by the fumes of hot onions?
What to do with the onions he did not
know, but when one of the servants
brought in bunch Of violets, he was
in despair, when the trained nurse
entered the room to offer her assist
ance.
She took the onions and violets out
in the hall, where they had more
space to quarrel over their individual
scents, and then quickly washed his
face and hands, brushed his hair, rolled
him back and forth in the bed until
she had remade it with clean sheets
and fresh pillow cases. Then the
room was aired and tidied up.
'Now, take this medicine" she said,
"and you will go to Sleep" and he did.
He awoke at in the afternoon feel
ing like different man, and as he
sat up In bed and looked around the
room he quickly perceived how sound
" he had slept, as his bureau was dec
'orated with large dish of oranges,
guarded by two bottles of whisky
Scotch and Irish. On the window sill
stood a red towering plant, the wash
stand was covered with grapes, lem
ons and a jar of beef tea; and as he
sat there with gladstone smile, think
ing about these kindly gifts and who
had sent them, he heard voices outside
the door.
II was the Frenchwoman whom he
had taught the difference between a
sitting man and setting hen. She
wanted to give him zone little pill the
grand cure for la grippe" and the
chambermaid was telling her that he
was not to be disturbed.
give it here" he yelled, and he
went to sleep little later, holding the
pill in his hand
He awoke at night The landlady
thought a bit of broiled chicken, which