El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1913-11-06

room medicine chest for a bottle
/ marked Cough Syrup"
ITS not here, dear. We must have
used it up last winter. I think I re-
member throwing away the empty bot
I tie Shall make you a hot lemon
. ade?"
'Lemonade's not going to help {
cough growled Warren, who lay hud-
| died in bed with the clothes pulled UP
over his ears Got any of those loz-
enges?'
"Oh, I didn't think of thosei There's
box in my room"
His slightest ailment. Warren al
: ways took most seriously. And now
I that he had a cold and troublesome
cough. he felt sure he was threatened
with pneumonia
With a cOmicaI solemnity he sucked
at the lOzenge Helen gave him. She
had been up twice before, once tC
get more cover. and once to fill the
hot water bottle, for he was positive
he had a chill.
Dear, is it hot enough?" feeling
the towel-wrapped bottle at his feet.
He answered with splutterins
cough, and Helen hurried out to the
kitchen to heat more water.
When she came back Warren was
at his feet, turned out the lights and
slipped into bed, hoping he would now
sleep until morning
Hardly had she dozed off when she
was awakened by his demanding an
other cough drop.
The box is right there on the table
beside you
But in fumbling for the Iozenges
he knocked off a tumbler. Helen
sprang up, turned on the lights and
started to pick up the broken glass.
Better brush that up. Well get
the blamed stuff in our feet"
Yes, III have Nora brush it I'D good
IN the morning Be careful dear, when
you get up Here's your slippers"
But Warren had horror Of broken
glass, and wanted it brushed up at
once SO Helen made another trip to
the kitchen for the dustpan and broom.
That she might take cold running
around in her nightgown with only
bath robe over her shoulders did not
occur TO him.
Again Helen turned out the lights,
got into bed and finally fell asleep.
This time she was awakened by War
rem starting up with a savage
This blamed things leakingi''
IN an instant she was wide awake,
feeling. under the clothes for the hot
water bottle
a Small Leak.
It's not leaking much, dear" for
there was only a small wet spot on
the towel in which it was wrapped.
The stopper wasn't in. tight
Not leaking much? The beds all
wet, Enough to give me pneumonia,
If I haven't got it already
Helen felt the bed and found there
was tiny damp spot on the sheet,
over which she carefully spread a large
bath towel.
Get me another handkerchief. will
you2 Why on earth do you let that
woman starch the handkerchief? as
Helen handed him fresh one.
Would you like a piece of steril-
lied gauze? It's nice and soft"
"Anything'1 do better than this-it's
like board"
Helen found the gauze, cut off two
large pieces, gave him one and tucked
the other under his pillow.
By this time it was dawn. Helen
did not try to sleep again, and was
up at half past Z.
She cautioned Nora to make no
noise, as Mr. Curtis's cough had kept
him awake most of the night and she
wanted him to sleep late.
II was gray. drilling, foggy morn
ing should Warren go to the office
on day like this with such a cold?
Then she heard him calling and ran
IN to find him sitting on the edge D
the bed, scowlingly rubbing the sole
of his foot
You did 2 laundering good JOB
brushing Up that glassr'
OH DID you step on a piece2 Oh.
I'm so sorry I thought I got it all
up Let me see,'' solicitously
But Warren pushed her aside thrust
his feet into his slippers, and reached
for his bathrobe.
Dear, you'll not try to go to the Of
flee today, viii you2" anxiOusly. It's
SO damp; it's drilling now, and I'm
afraid"
I'll see now feel after breakfast"
CURLY Get cut my heavy gray suit
will your
He Is Irritable.
While he took his shower and shaved,
Helen laid out the heavy gray suit and
put his bottoms in a fresh shirt.
At breakfast Warren appeared in his
smoking jacket and slippers which he
wore only on Sunday mornings.
That's right, dear; I don't think
you ought to go out on such day"
May clear up by noon" frowning
out at the leadened gray Sky.
After breakfast Warren telephOned
to the office, read the morning papers,
and then began to grow restless.
Put down those windows" ne
roared when Nora raised the windows
in the library.
~Oh. Nora, forgot to tell you"
Helen explained hastily. on needn't
try to clean much in here this morn
ing And don't open any windows on
account of Mr- Curtis's cold
Got a decent pen here2' demanded
Warren, as he sat down at the desR
TO do some writing.
You want stub, don't you? VIII
TINS one do2 Oh, dear. I'm afraid
: cure catching fresh cold" as Warren |
sneezed explOsively.
Who wouldn't" savagely, when you
throw open all the windows and have /
a regular hurricane blowing through |
hereF
Helen refrained from saying that the |
windows had been open only a second, |
for she lad no desire to irritate him |
further.
Dear. If you'd inhaIe some hot cam /
ohor water-that might help. That !
was always my fathers remedy for a 4
cold VIII you try it?''
Helen sgt the camphor bottle and 4
poured teaspOonfUI into a cup of I
boiling water. She placed the cup on I
he desk before him and persuaded him /
10 inhale it. while she held a towel 1
lVer his head and shoulders to keep IN /
he fumes.
W.rh fEe came soleIGrity with which 1
ne sucked the lozzenge, Warren shifted
md snuffed Up the fumes under the
Dwell When he emerged his face was