Norwich bulletin., 1912-05-04

hear to me and we'll knock that grip htgher'n a kite!'
 Now, Si. he's a master hand at doc toring. Doctors cows. horses and folks, tew-nussing thrown in. and I sort of figured maybe he did know suthin' about it, much as these blamed hetty-testy doctors and all fired cheap CT tew, anyhow Mighty furious, he knew jest how I was a feeling, and him jest looking at me. Well, I was most Jagged by this time, and when Sf says, Now, I'm gofn' to give you 8 steaming sweat" I didn't sense it none. l did, middling soon. Fust I know ed l was tucked in chair with a com forter over me, like a pig in a box, only worser, with a kittle CT hot wa ter long for company Middling soon Si drops something hot in the water. Say! You never seen anything bile like that did and l let out yell equal to any wild Injun you ever seen. Let me out of here!" says l. What you about?"
 Swish sizz-in went another stone; and along with it I heard suthin dreadful like a snicker.
 "Consarn you Si Slocum! let me out!"
 1 ''Chug! stone 1 Well, I was pretty middlfng hot i about now, took all my time to keep from being burned alive. s'pose 1 i did act some and said things, but
 Swish -sizz!" in they went jest the ] same
 ! Says I: "Si Slocum. I'll fix your 1 old gray head if I git out aHve,"; and l told Jane Ann to let me out: but i 'twa'n't no use; and arter a few hours l (Jane says a5out fifteen minutes and I s'pose she means to tell the truth), Si pulled down the quilt and says:
 Getting warm? ?'
 l was too near gone to say nuthin and what little skin want parboiled they rubbed off with horsehair towe or some such, and I was tucked into bed right along ther middle of thel afternoon.
 i Next I knew twas night, and S ] stuck his head in the door. Says he: Feel better, don't you? We-ell, chores is done, and I'll be over in the morn. 1 ing. Better lock up tight so that bur glar won't git in ag'in!" and off h. went and 1 could see his shoulder shake way cross ther setting room (consarn himD.
 Long and short of it was I stayet in that bed for a spell. Si was req neighborly about chores (feared h. stinted them hogs a leetIe). He's S, all fired trickey that I ain't quite sur about that bling I got. I figure h. tucked on little extra (blame his pic turl).
 We-ell, I'm most good as new; bu ain't had no hsnkering for that ther wOodpile, and l feel a good deal lik the leetle gal what said she felt like al old rag all torn into strings. The. l do allow twas the grin
 I didn't low to say nuthin bout tha
 dress of Jane Ann's; ben g. leetle sor
 about that 'ere cloth, but seeing the
 cats out of the bag, might as well owl l. up. Of course, I'd kalkulated to gi [ Jane Q dress, and one day l had to g
 to city, 50 l lowed I'd walk throug, } that there Boston store, and scat!
 fust thing l knowed that gal at thei } silk counter hadn't sold me that ther
 silk Yes, sir-ee! did mo up broWr
 for sure! and l come out with nor sense and quite a bit less money. Don
 catch me in there ag'in.
 Course, Jane Ann's tickled most | : death with it, and dreadful afeare
 she ain't up to top-notch in style
 Someone's sending Jane Ann som wimmen rights papers, Now, can
 have her head all muddled with sue reading, no way. What with the1 5 and the new dress she's pretty topin lately anyway.
 Ruth: I don't live in no foreig , place. I am a Connecticut Yankee Say You Folks: Them postcard 3 all right.
 Mir. Editor: Lambs ain't in my lin l hogs is.
 Your obedient servant (