Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1912-10-11

barring Tommy, were AT sChooi'
Mrs. Sparks vantage point In the h'
tie bay window she could catch occa'
sional glimpses of a painter In the pis
yard next door, who was moving
along slowly from stone to STONE
painting the foundation or the MOUSE
of their rich neighbor subdued sort
of red color.
Mrs Sparks was dreamily wonder
ing why the foundation which hau
been pretty in its natural hue, need
ed painting at all, when Tommy
Sparks toddled In through the DOOR
way leading from the kitchen. Tommy
had come up from the yard the BACK
way Tommy had some streaks OF
red running diagonally down from
each corner of his mouth, and MS
linen dress was spotted in places with
the same color.
Tommy Sparks" demanded his
mother, what on earth have you been
eating?"
Tommy climbed into a chair, swung
his legs in his infantile way and sald:
Mamma, painters pies good"
Mrs. Sparks gave one hurried, hor-
rified glance through the window at
the red paint which was being daubed
on the neighbors house, and then
turned her anguished countenance
toward Tommy
Tommy" her voice was pleading
wall, did you eat the painters stun
out of the pail?"
Yes, out OF the pail; painters pies
good" answered Tommy.
Mrs. Sparks shrieked. The maid
rushed in from the kitchen. Get the
doctor, the druggist and Mr.. Sparks
screamed Mrs. Sparks. "Tommy's eat
en- paint and sugar of lead and every
thing. Go, girl. CO." Susan rushed
through the door, sent the corner
druggist flying up to the house, or
dered the clerk to telephone Mr..
Sparks and then sat out on chase for
the doctor.
In the meantime Mrs Sparks was
moaning over Tommy, who was tax
ing the unusual commotion which he
had created as blandly as would most
four-year-olders. He insisted on occa
sionally reiterating that painters pie
was good" and at each reiteration the
mothers heart sank.
The druggist rushed in. Tommy
has eaten paint. Heaven alone knows
how much. 1t must have had sugal
of lead in it, and that's sweet ant
that's why he ate it."
The druggist grabbed up Tommy
half threw him onto a lounge, ant
then turned to the mother. "Contro
yourself, Mrs. Sparks; life depends ol
instant action. Get me salt, potasl
and softsoap." Luckily Mrs. Spark
had all three articles in the house
and she rushed off to the kitchen an
brought them back. Tommy as ye
showed no sign of collapse. The drue
gist put two tablespoonfuls of salt 1
half a glass of lukewarm water an
forced Tommy to swallow it sputtel
ing. This dose was followed up wit
heroic one of potash, and the
Tommy was made to swallow larg
coffee cupful of softsoap. With th
x soap down and Tommys eyes ham,
ing out of his head and well dow
over his cheek bones, the druggil
turned the youngster over on h
stomach on the couch and shook hiI
The only thing about Tommy tn;
didn't rebel at this treatment was h
stomach That held onto it's unaccu
toned load with pertinacity worth
of something better At this junctul
the painter appeared on the scene. F
admitted to the fearful Mrs. Sparl
that he had left his paint pot on Il
ground where Tommy could hav
found 1t for about five minutes whi
he went round the corner to get
glass of beer.
At this instant the doctor fell
at the door on the heels of the mai
He approved the druggists treatme
and added to it large dose of ipeca
Under this last added horror Tommy
stomach and spirit both gave wa
Like the younger hopeful in Heller
Babies. he played whale, and while
didn't cast up Jonah he cast up pret
near everything else.
While Tommy was in the throes
Sparks arrived. .ashy-lipped and sha
en-. The doctor turned to him.
trust. Mr.. Sparks, that IL we can Ike
him at it for ten minutes more
may save his life" Tommy kept at
The painter. who had retreated
fore the stricken countenance OF NJ
Sparks, now reappeared. He was Ct
rying in one hand dinner pail. whi
he held upside down to show tho
assembled that it was absolute
empty.
When came to work this mo-
ing" the painter said. 81 had thr
pieces of berry pie in this pail.
Lin't got any now. fact Just d
covered. guess maybe the your
ster knows where Il went