The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1918-04-26


I'VE certainly do" | assented idly.
why not give our digestive appa
ratus rest?" she propounded.
why not?" / rushed to my doom.
was having my two weeks vacation
and was too happy at being able tc
spend it on the island to care any
thing about an argument.
II suggest that we fast for a week"
A suggestion like that put me in q
nice fix. l don't mind stating that al
that time l was about 210 pounds OF
eligible bachelor, aged thirty-five, com.
fortably in love with Lucille, but toe
old and set In the complacent selfish
ness of single blessedness ever to pre-
tend 10 be Romeo. The idea of fast
Ing gave me a sinking sensation right
where there was the most room to
sink.
"What?" l calculated, forgetting for
the moment that had reputation for
ready repartee.
II said, why not fast for week p
l read an article by Upton S. Clair
about 1t just this morning. He claims
that fasting thoroughly rebuilds the
system, gets rid of all toxins and in
creases the mental efficiency 80 per
cent"
She picked up a magazine which was
propped open face downward on the
lower shelf of the porch table.
Listen to this" she continued. "'Eat-
ing three meals day is simply hab-
1t. We have made tyrants of our stom-
achs. They demand to be fed every
few hours, and If we answer that de-
mand we are slaves There, that
sounds like the reasoning of thinker,
doesn't it?"
ut sounds more like the reasoning Of
a thinker than of an eater"
Lucille reproved my fiippancy. II think
1t would do us all good'
but feel all right now" called
her attention to an obvious fact.
She dismissed my objection. you
can't be healthy unless you fast for n
week at least once a year. Upton S.
Clair says so. Mother, you'll try it,
won't your
"I,fy what?"
Fasting for a week"
"Why, yes, if you want to-" Her
mother picked up a book as If she had
decided nothing more momentous than
a question as to whether she preferred
cream or lemon in her tea. She had
been used as an experiment station for
SO many years that nothing surprised
her.
got up casually and tried to slip in
doors, but Lucille stopped me. Don't
you think it will be lovely, Montmo.
rency?'
| collapsed into a chair. which col
iapsed Immediately after | did. She
had called me by my first namel Yes
Montmorency Is my first name. II
sounds like several names, but 1t \:
only my first. That first name thint
made it very hard to refuse. AS | sa
there on the porch surrounded by legs
rung and other parts of chair ter
rife struggle went on in my being be
tween my heart and my stomach, anC
the weaker party won. Possibly mr.
mind was stunned by my fall, although
/ have no recollection of hitting m,
head. l felt that Lucille was putin;
me to the test From the look in he
eye l knew that she was asking me L
choose between love and beefsteak
So rising phoenix like | answered
bravely, Eyes; l think fasting woul'
be delightful"
So that was how we began.
AS you can easily see, the cause o
the trouble was that Lucille is one o
those persons who take the magazin
health and hygienic writers in goo
faith Ii is impossible to convince he
that those fellows have to make a lily
ing by their pens the same as othe
human authors and that every bizarr
idea they can pounce on means jus
so much more copy at a regular rat
per word. No, Lucille must needs tr
by experiment every new theory. usin
herself or any convenient relative
friend as a laboratory.
The absurdity of Lucile's attempt
improve upon her health and looks
apparent to any one who has ever bee
blessed with a sight OF her. You can
make a slim young body like hers /
simply rolling on the floor for an hol
every day, nor are soft brown ey'
with long, curly lashes the result I
rhewing any particular number
times upon a piece of stea':. Natul
must have been experimenting a GOO
many centuries. before she got ju
that particular texture for hair al