The herald. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1905-1953, 1913-03-13
What He Needed
Cunningham's Way Of Getting Start
BY Kennett Harris.

a dragging fOOtstep that lmmeuldIely
excited his wife's sympathy.
Don't you feel any better this even
ing. my dear?" she asked, solicitonsly.
Cunningham sighed YEARLY. IT'S
nothing" he said. I'm just a little
tired. It's been rather a hard day,
that's all"
That's what you've been saying Tor
the last two weeks said Mrs. Gun
ningham. as she helped him off with
his coat. Il believe you are sickening
for something
NONSENSE" said Cunningham, with
a half grOan. I'm just a little under
the weather, that's all
/ He dragged himself into the dining
room and collapsed into an easy chair,
while his wife regarded him anXiously.
Don't you feel bad in any partlcu-
! lar place." she asked. The strange
part OF it is that you have a good color
and YOU aren't falling off in weight at
all vet il doesn't seem to me that
you've eaten enough to keep yourself
alive. Well. III get the dinner served.
! think you'll like what have for you
| this evening-the most beautiful roast
! lamb"
I'm not hungry tonight" said Gun
! ningham. II believe I'll so into the
/ library and lie down for little while.
Baxter Cunningham" cried his
wife. you've just got to eat. Why.
you'll be sick if you don't eat. You're
sick now. You didn't eat bite or
breakfast this morning. and don't be-
lieve you've eaten any lunch
Yes, indeed" protested Cunning
ham. Il ate a good lunch"
He raised himself from the chair
with an obvious effort and walked
slowly into the library, where he
stretched himself upon the couch and
lit a cigar. He was well on his way
through the second one when his wife
came in with the little Cunninghams.
Il thought I'd just let them come in
to say goodnight, dear" she said.
Kiss papa now and then go upstairs
very quietly | don't want you to
make any noise. Poor papa's sick
I'm not sick" said Cunningham,
family, as he embraced his offspring.
Let 'em make all the noise they want.
| don't mind it."
Would you drink some eggnOgg If
made some for you?"
Cunningham shook his head and
sighed.
"Why don't you have doctor? |
don't see why you refuse to do that.
He could give you a little tonic or
something"
We'll, to tell you the truth l saw a
doctor downtown yesterday" said
Cunningham. 81 went to man
Dawson recommended-Dr Ripper, in
the Nokomis building. He's special.
list for nervous troubles and they say
he knows his business"
"Why didn't you tell me?" said Mrs
Cunningham, in some agitation. What
did he say?"
ooh, he thumped me around and
asked lot of questions. l told him
of course, that I'd been working rather
hard lately-or, to be exact, he asked
me If hadn't been working pretty
hard. Anyway, there's nothing the
matter with me, only"
"What?"
well, there's nothing the matter
with me. I've told you that right
along. The doctor said so, too"
Baxter" said Mrs. Cunningham
you're keeping something back from
, me. You said nothing wrong. only
Only what?"
WELL" said Cunningham, reluctant
? ly, "he said I was run down and over
, worked, and the best thing / could d.
would be to go somewhere and rela,
entirely-stay three or four weeks.
told him it was impossible and b.
said, All right; then l wash my hand
of you"
, why is 1t impossible?" asked Mn
. Cunningham.
3 I'm not going to consider it," sal
Cunningham. "A nice, selfish brut
= I'd be-and / really wouldn't rest. T.
= be thinking of you and the Riddles al
8 the time and wondering II you weren
!, sick or something and-no, I'm nc
d going"
y You certainly are going" said Mr..
Cunningham, decidedly. You will 9
e at once, too. Well think Of some quie
place for you to go to-"
a II met Jim Reed the other day,
I said Cunningham, languidly. He wa
4 saying something about going dow
9 south on a little trip and he wanted I
II know II / wouldn't go with him. H
o said 1t was an ideal spot-let's see
" Well, didn't pay much attention I
3 him at the time. l forget where it wa.
told him couldn't go, but 1 CUES
u he's still in town. might call him u
and ask him about it, 1t wouldn't hui
to do that. But 1 don't think that l.
go. / don't want to-"
Mrs Cunningham left the library
d few minutes later to respond to a ca
r, from one Of the children, and her hui
'e band grinned and lit a fresh cigar.
" Il guess it's going to work all right
g he said to himself It's been a har
u Job, though, and I'll be mighty glad {
N eat my meals at regular hours again
10 Say, but Wen have a time!"
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u Ten thousand fatirons are to }
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