The Monmouth inquirer., 1924-05-01
Frazzled Nerves


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mo-" said the girl in the hat with
the white roses, Il haven't seen Char
lie for number of days. / guess he
1 isn't feeling very well or else is re-
covering"
"Recovering!" echoed the young
| woman in the orange tango waist. 81
didn't know he was I'LL"
"It is not exactly Illness explained
the young woman with the white
roses in her hat. 1T is mostly shock.
And don't blame him. 1t was an
awful EVENING""
Tell mel" begged her friend.
1--WE went to the movies" proceed
{ the heroine of the tale. 81 suppose
ii was just a curious coincidence, but
every last film had snake in it!''
my goodness!" shuddered the girl
in the orange waist.
That's what l said!" agreed the
ether.
/ First" she continued, "they tied a
| girl to a ladder in an abandoned
house and the villain, who appeared
10 be snake collector, took them out
o. bag by the handful and shook
| them at her and then draped them
nicely around the ladder above her.
1t was a comic film, SO called, and
ended by a dozen policemen and all
the rescuers being tangled up with all
/ the snakes.
| 'Then the conspirators in the next
film tried to scare the girl into re-
yealing the hidden money by shaking
Il bowie knife and large snake in
her face. By that time Charlie and
we're shuddering in unison. He said
he hated 'em worse than / did and
wasn't ashamed Of it.
There was circus snake charmer
in the next and after that we fed.
tell you I stepped high going down the
aisle, and noticed that Charlie had
tendency to hop along himself. |
know I could have made the door in
| two jumps if conventionality had not
restrained me. The brightly lighted
street looked very, very good TO mel
'"Then we clambcred up the steps OF
our porch. have been very proud &c
our porch this summer. 1t is shaded
with vines and has heaps of palms
and ferns and things sitting around
in thc corners and is furnished with 4
hammock and wicker. The street light
filtered thru the vines like we'll
conducted moon as we strolled in, AMI
| then for one awful minute Charlie
and l had commissions.
simultaneously we leaped into the
air and screamed-and when l came
down l fell over a chair to the floor
while Charlie ripped the hammock
down as he tumbled.
"sAcross my feet!' Kissed. 7 felt it
bite-on both insteps! Do you suppose
| il is a p-p-poisonous one?"
at b-b-bit me, tool Charlie stutter-
ed.
"As we sat clutching our laeerated
ankles and shuddering I CHANGED to
glance down the street. Tearing along
as tho it was attached to motor gone
crazy was little black kitten! It was
travelling about one hundred miles an
hour in its terror, and then / remem-
bered that / had heard sort of
scrambling noise just before the at
tack. The kitten had been asleep in
a chair and dreamed that we were
Newfoundland dogs, / suppose. Weak
ly Charlie and staggered to our feet
and into chairs. We didn't say any
thing for some time. Then he said
grouchily: We'll. anyhow. it might
have been a snake-and it might have
bitten usi"
az think I'll faint told him.
shakily, and he had to rush into the
house for ice water and fan.
while he was frantically chopping
ice in the refrigerator he shook loose
some damp lettuce leaves from the
pile on the top of the ice box that the
cook had forgotten to put inside, and
they landed on the back of his neck
as he bent over. wish you could
have heard the political convention
that followed Charlie roared and
and yelled and, pounded. Father and
mother tumb1ed downstairs, and
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the meeting. while mother shriekec
that somebody was killed and she
knew 1t and for mercy sakes not to
tip all the currant jelly just made that
day!
"They dragged Charlie out paving
the air and gurgling, and then saw
me perched on top the back of the
sofa murmuring: The snake! The
snake! Did it bite him?'
well, finally we sent Charlie home
when he partially recovered. / would
MT go any farther than the doorstep.
was so nervous by this time, and
saw him start brayely off. Hallway
down the steps waving strand from
the woodbine clutched him around the
throat and-oh. well what's the use?
Only the whole neighborhood is busy
making ND stories about the myster-