Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1910-08-26

| hotel 10 enjoy the scene. When | seen
II was Mrs. SIMPSONS house / gave
forth a kind Of yell. and was there
In two minutes.
The whole lower story of the yellow
house was in flames. and every mascu.
line, feminine and canine In Rosa was
there, screeching and barking and get
ting In the way of the tiremen | saw
Idaho trying TO get away from six fire.
men who were holding him. They was
telling him the whole place was on
fire downstairs and no man could 60
In II and come out again.
where's Mrs SampsonT | asks.
"She hasn't been seen" says one of
the flremen. ''She sleeps upstairs
We've tried TO get in. but we can't.
and our company hasn't got any lad.
ders yet"
/ runs around TO the light of the big
blaze and pulls the handbook out of
my inside pocket. kind of laughed
when | felt II In my hands, reckon
| | was some daffy with the sensation of
excitement.
"Herky, old boy" says to it as |
dipped over the pages, you amt ever
lied to me yet, and you amt ever
throwed me down at n scratch yet.
Tell me what, old boy. tell me whatr'
says l.
l turned to what to do in case of
accidents" on page III. | run my
finger down the page and struck it.
| Good old Herkimer-he never over
looked anything! 1t said:
suffocation From lnhaling Smoke or
Gas.-There is nothing better than fax
| seed. Place few seed in the outer cor
ner OF the eye.
/ showed the handbook back in my
| pocket and grabbed boy that was
running by.
Here" says l, giving him some
| money. "run to the drug store and
bring a dollars worth of aaxseed
Hurry and you'll get another one for
yourself. Now" l sings out to the
crowd. "we'l have Mrs. Sampson!'
And | throws away my coat and hat
Four Of the fremen and citizens
grabs hold of me. It's sure death
they say, to go in the house, for the
floors was beginning to fall through
How in blazes," | sings out. kind
Of laughing yet, but not feeling like
1t, do you expect me to put faxseed
In eye without the eyer"
l jabbed each elbow in a freman's
face, kicked the bark off of one citi,
zen's shin and tripped the other one
with side hold. And then | busted
into the house. If | die first I'll write
| you a letter and tell you If it's any
worse down there than the inside OF
that yellow house was. but don't be
lieve 1t yet. was a heap more
cooked than the hurry up orders OF
broiled chicken that you get in res,
taurants. The fire and smoke had me
down on the floor twice and was
about to shame Herkimer, but the fire.
men helped me with their little stream
Of water, and got to Mrs SIMPSONS
room. She'd lost conscientiOusness
from the smoke, so wrapped her in
the bedclothes and got her on my
shoulder. Well, the floors wasn't as
bad as they said or never could have
done it-not by no means
carried her out fifty yards from
the house and laid her on the grass.
Then. of course, every one of them
other twenty-five plaintiffs to the
lady's hand crowded around with tin
dippers of water ready to save her.
And up runs the boy with the tlaxseed
! unwrapped the covers from Mrs
SIMPSONS head. She opened her eyes
and says:
"1s that you, Mr. PrattT
"S-s-sh," says |. Don't talk till
you've had the remedy"
runs my arm around her neck and
raises her head, gentle, and breaks
the bag of faxseed with the other
hand, and as easy as l could bends
over and slips three or four of the
seeds in the outer corner of her eye.
Up gallops the village doc by this
time and snorts around and grabs al
Mrs. SIMPSONS pulse and wants tC
know what mean by any such sane
blasted nonsense.
well, old Jalap and Jerusalem oal
seed" says |. ppm no regular practi
toner. but I'll show you my authority
anyway" .,
They fetched my coat, and gets ou
the handbook.
Look on page III" says I. "at the
remedy for suffocation by smoke OF
gas. Flaxseed in the outer corner OF
the eye. 1t says. don't know whether
1t works as smoke consumer OIL
whether 1t hikes the compound castro
hippopotamus nerve into action. but
Herkimer says 1t. and he was called
TO the case first. If you want to make
1t consultation there's no objection.
Old doc takes the book and looks a
1t by means of his specs and a fire
man's lantern.
well. Mr. Pratt" says he, "yot
evidently got on the wrong line il
reading your diagnosis. The recipe foI
suffocation says, Get the patient int
fresh air as quickly as possible an(
place In reclining position The fax
seed remedy is for Dust and Cinder:
In the Eye" on the line above. But
after alp
"See here" interrupts Mrs. Sampson
II reckon I've got something to say il
this consultation That faxseed done
me more good than anything eve
tried" And then she raises up hel
head and lays 1t back on my arm
again and says, "Put some in the othe
eye. Sandy, dear"
And so If you was to stop off at Ros;
tomorrow or any other day you'd Sc
fine new yellow house with Mrs