The Ely miner., 1911-06-02
JOHNN Y'S
SYMPTOMS

There was no doubt that something
was the matter with Johnny. The
heart of his mother stood still Tor
one panic-stricken second.
mo, mother" he said when she car
ried the piece of pie to him out In
the back yard Il don't care for 1t.
I don't feel like eating"
And this at 4 o'clock in the after
noon, when usually he was ravenous.
Does your head ache?" she asked,
anxiously. Johnny wriggled and con-
sidered. He kicked the toy rake with
which he had been industriously pill
Ing up gravel and then shook his head
In question.
mo, not exactly" he told her. "But
my head feels awful queer! feel
queer In most parts of me. I shouldn't
wonder II / was going to be awful
sick!'
Goodness gracious, JOHNNY" cried
his mother. Tell me just how you
feel and where it hurts!"
Nothing hurts, exactly" her son
said. That is, nothing that / know
the name Of. But feel awful funny.
don't think 1 feel like walking clear
to Mrs. Smiths with that package you
asked me to-"
You'd better come right into the
house and lie down." said his mother.
I'll cover you up with the new
afghan"
'Yes'm," said her son, obediently,
thus further alarming his parent.
She lowered over him with hot lem.
onade and other delectable things un-
til his father came home. The in
valid on the library couch could hear
the indistinct murmur Of their voices
from the front hall, where his mother
had stopped his father to tell him the
news.
II can't imagined" his mother was
saying. Hes been so well all sum-
ner up at the farm and has played
and eaten like six boys instead of one
and ever since we got home two
days ago he's been acting so queer
and mopy-no energy or noise! l
thing we'd better have the doctor I'M"
Johnny's father came in with an
ostensibly cheerful air and stood by
the couch. "Hello!" he said as he
rested his fingers on his sons fore
head. Whats this I hear? Why,
you're not sick-you're fooling!"
Johnny regarded him with reproach-
ful eyes. I feel awful queer" he re-
peated. Kinda sick and-and fun
ny"
He hasn't any fever" said his faith
er to his mother, "and his eyes look
all right. Still, of course, you can't
tell about child. I'll just phone DR..
Bilpacker-"
There was wall from the couch.
II don't want DR.. Bilpacker!" Johnny
cried. II don't want any horrid old
doctor!"
"You see." said his mother, 'how
nervous he Is? That's totally unlike
himself! I'm sure something serious
Is the matter with him! Now, John
ny, the doctor won't give you any Bit
ter medicine. 1t will have sugar all
over 1t and you won't mind It at all"
There was positive howl Of pro-
test from the couch. The volume Of
Johnny's cries held no hint Of weak.
ness.
II simply can't understand him!"
Johnny's mother said, on the verge OF
tears.
Johnny's father sat down determin-
edly and grasped one rebellious small
hand. "Now, son." he said. tell faith
er all about it.
'They amt noth-nothin' to tell"
Johnny shifted.
We'll, can you think of anything
you want that would make you feel
better? Just tell me what the trou.
BILE is"
The invalid's eyes roamed from the
ceiling to the mantel and then met his
fathers gaze for brief second.
There is somethin'," he admitted. T
think It would make me well"
What? demanded both parents. In
q breath.
Johnny gulped, and then spoke very
rapidly. 81 think I need to go back
to the farm and help Andrew dip out
gopher holes an ride the old horse
an fish an everything! And I think
I'd better start early next Monday"
Johnny's father, after brief pause.
tured his head over his shoulder and
spoke low to Johnny's mother: School
begins next Monday, you know-the
little imp!"
Then he arose and grinned down at
bis invalid son. See here!" he said.
sharply. "You get right up and take
that bundle over to Mrs. Smiths, and
hustle back here in time for dinner!
think you'll be well by that time.
don't you? And you'll be feeling extra
brisk by next Monday morning and
have all your books ready for school!
Or shaN you and I have a session IN
the basement?"
Johnny was scrambling to his feet.
II guess I feel better now" he ad.
mitted. "I don't feel so queer. I guess
I'm going to be all right"
Experience.
As soon as young fellow has spent
q night or two in New YORK. ba a.,