Norwich bulletin., 1916-03-07
HORRIFED PREDICAMENT

tration I prefer to be alone, and you certainly have to concentrate in order to breathe through your mouth with out strangling to death! I didn't even care to speculate on my fellow suffer CTS and make bets with myself wheth- CT 1t was eye, ear, nose or throat which had landed them there.
 That was why took no interest in ! the little dark woman unea-5ily prowl ing around the room. She eyed peo- pie speculativeiy, seemed about to ad- dress them and then wandered on. For all l knew there might be a mental specialist in the collection that shared that waiting room and maybe this ec- centric person was one of his patients. Suddenly 1 became aware that she was l standing before me with tense, | drowning face.
 "'Oogle- -argle-mat- -seep!" she got out.
 q regarded her duly. Possibly she I wasn't crazy and her doctor had rec | commended throat gymnastics and | these queer sounds were merely ex-
 ercises. However, it was puzzling why | she should have sought out me in this | dark corner to practice them on. l | decided it best to humor her. l Fry koot," I said. When I breathe
 through my nose like a Christian | say it Very good She waved her | 'OOgle-argle- she got out
 again. 'Eccup!'
 ''I didn't like the way she intoned l 'Eccup!' While 1t was not in my vo- 1 cabulary and I had no idea of its lit- eral meaning, I still had intelligence enough to realize that when a strange dark lady with a nervous expression l missed Eccupi' at one in the intense way she employed it meant that things | were going to happen and they were
 likely to be serious things, too. ShranlI back in my chair and wished | were secluded 'WhOOOaVl' got out. It sounded like go away!
 to me, but she did not seem to com prehend it.
 Instead she leaned over, grabbed
 my arm and shook 1t. In my terror tried to scream but only made a noisC like the whiStlinS of peanut stand
 Not a single soul of the human wreck:
 in the other part of that waiting room
 paid any attention to the tragedy des' cending upon me-they just sat anC
 whatever was causing the trouble anC
 glowered into space.
 Mat! Mat!' said the dark woman shaking me again. Google -argle-
 T think l moaned at that" said tn, girl who likes to talk. Tt seemed st sad to be knifed or shot right in tn, presence of ones heartless fellow men who wouldn't take notice till too late ! Then the creature began to pull Ol me. The more she pulled the harder
 | ! she spun the chair and me out a cou ! pie of feet or so. The audience look ! ed up duly at that; l clung franti
 cally to a chair arms, still making tn noise like the peanut stand whistle the dark lady gurgling things abou ! oogle-argle and clutching me fevcrish ! ly.
 Just before I tainted my docto f stuck out his head and his eXpressiO : changed to one of alarm. He dashe 9 toward me. The dark lady's doctor a : the same instant came in search c
 her. 'Oogle-argle gle-mat-seepi' she weT . | frantiCally at him, still hanging at mt
 Mrs. Killings says you are sittin f on her hat!' said her doctor reproaCh = fully. My doctor received my totter q ing form as I fell out of that chair. n was indeed true. If Mrs. Killing a wanted a pancake for a hat she ha = got one. It seemed she had medicin P in her throat as I had in my nose an
 that was what made our conversatiO I. | so strained.
 |. I'd hate to tell you what my doctc t said after he had reduced my nose [ . normal and 1 had told him what l ha !. gone drought It was mostly 'Ha-ha @ ha-ha-ha," but from my previous eS . perienCe I decided he probably wS O telling me that one could buy came h watermelon at dollar a yard at tf = corner plumber shop, or somethin O like that! Anyhow, he was the onI S one who seemed to get any fun out e it!"-Chicago News.