The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1910-06-30
HIS AuN JULIA.
She Is Really a Wonderful Woman
In Her Own Way.
a GREAT HAND WITH YARDS.

III
That Hits the Spot Every Time and
Is Better, Than a Doctors Visit.
How She Made Old PuIsifer Jump.
my Aunt Julia is really a wonder
ful woman" exclaimed the low browed
man. placing his feet on the managers
desk. 'She hasn't any diplomas from
medical colleges, but when it comes to
curing sick man she can give the
ordinary doctor start Of ten years
and beat him around block. Aunt
Julia has firm faith in yarbs'-
You mean herbs" interrupted the
professor.
| II don't mean anything Of the kind.
mean YARDS. You go over to Aunt
Julia and mention YARDS, and her eyes
will brighten up and she'll ask you to
sit down and eat piece of pie, but
IT you began talking about herbs she'd
paste you one with her trusty sauce
pan and knock off corner of your
scalp. Aunt Julia is pretty touchy
about some things.
Zone day old Mrs. Doolittle blew
into the house to spend the afternoon,
and Aunt Julia happened to say that
something happened in Aprile. Mrs.
Doolittle thinks she knows more than
Webster's unadulterated dictionary be-
cause she taught school about $50
years ago, when she was young wo-
man. and she called my aunt down and
said that there was no such word as
| Aprile.
"'You mean April. my DEAR says
She
~ don't mean any such doggone
thing says my aunt. 4 mean Aprile,
and if you don't like it. Mrs. Doolittle,
you can lump it. and be blamed to
you
well, they famed away for five
minutes or so, and their language be-
gan to make the shingles fall off the
roof. and l was thinking Of sending in
a hurry call for the cops, when Mrs
Doolittle left the house by way Of the
window and jumped three fences with
out touching them in her haste to get
home. A lot Of saucepans and other
household utensils whizzed past her
ears and seemed to stimulate her.
THAT'S the sort of woman Aunt
Julia is. Now, if you want to go over
and talk to her about herbs I won't
interfere
If there's anything my aunt delights
in it is doctoring people. She hasn't
bit of use for drug store medicines.
| She hro1vS hor own roroo6ioe op1 che
doesn't think anything will help a
sick person unless it tastes like the
royal palace Of Abyssinia A dose Of
her collie medicine will make a mans
insides feel as though be had swal-
lowed porcupine.
Il had the collie last summer, and the
medicine she made for me had smoke
on it. can taste it yet. Sometimes
l dream that Aunt Julia is handing me
spoonful of her collie medicine, and
then always wake with a yell. She
IS an old fashioned woman. She gath
ers her YARDS at certain stages Of the
moon, and when she is brewing her
medicines she mutters lamentations
and makes passes with her hands and
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blood run cold. But her remedies hit
the spot.
"Old man Pulsifer, you know. was
hopeless invalid for year. He sat
in wheeled chair, and his wife fed
him with the fire shovel, and all the
members of the family were kept so
busy waiting on him that they hadn't
f0 o1o ~
pump. He said he had paralysis of
the worst kind and everybody believed
him. Aunt Julia went over there one
day and looked at the old mans tongue
and poked him in the ribs and tapped
him with tuning fork and said she
could cure him up so quick it would
make his head swim.
II you can cure that man so he'll
be of some use in the world said Mrs
Pusifer, I'll give you the silk crazy
quilt my grandmother gave me when
she was dying
aunt Julia gathered a lot of YARDS
at the dark of the moon in the south.
east corner of graveyard and stewed
them over slow fire, and the broth
s |
ed the armor plate of battleship.
knew by the smell of it that it was
the real stingo, and you can't imagine
how glad l was that didn't have tc
take it. When she went over to dope
old Pulsifer she insisted on my going
along to help hold him down.
''The old man didn't want to take it
Anybody could see that. He got a
smell Of the stuff when Aunt Julia
took the cork from the bottle, and a
pale green sweat broke out on his
brow. But seized him by the top OF
his head and pulled his mouth open
and my aunt poured down about forty
kilometers Of her redhot dope, and
when it had sizzled into his stomach
he let out one warwhoop and streaked
out Of doors like a professional Mara
thon runner When we found him q
couple of hours later he was standing
in the creek, which was full Of ice wa
ter, trying to get his vitals cooled off.