The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1936-10-14
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The Servant
Problem
'MISERIES'
BY HELEN ESSARY

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BY HELEN ESSARY
It seemed at first that Horis
and Suzy must have been sent
from the heaven of Green Pas
lures" AS Horis brought in ap-
petizers, crisp and tasty, quietly
served steaming cups of Suzy'S
potent soup and passed a salad
keen with a sauce that Delmonico
couldn't even copy, we kept look
ing for our new couples" cotton
batting wings.
After a dessert of homemade
ice cream (Suzy had said she
always liked to turn her own
4reeZer) we watched the fire
light play on shining brass. We
slipped fragrant coffee and MUIR
INJURED to each other:
This is too marvellous. Why
haven't we ever lived like
human beings befOre?"
After a week of such ElySian
existence we missed the early
morning sound of Horis hurrying
about, watering plants, collecting
ash trays and busting the sitting
room. At breakfast it was Suzy,
with apron askew and treSses un-
confined, who brought in luke
warm biscuits. She said
"Horis is feelin' bad this
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his chest. Yessum, I think it's
q cold. Oh, nom, he amt got
no fever. He amt what you'd
call bad off. But he's gOin' to
his doctor"
Horis returned from his doctor
two or three hours later with
bottle of cough medicine which
was mostly paregoric and an
order Ito res hiSSelf"
He rested all the next day in
his room in our house. Suzy
bumped the vacuum cleaner
around and busted. Whenever
she came near us, she said:
81 sure do hope HOris'll get
better quick. Since l had my
big opera ton year before last,
it looks like my side hurt if
do anything but sit in the kitch.
en- and cook. YeSSum, maybe
is a little bit too fat. But 1 lost
this summer. I only weighs 2O1
now"
In the morning Horis was still
"feelin' bad" His back hurt him.
Said Suzy:
"The doctor told him las night
that he had low blood pressure.
He ought to eat pOrterhOuse
steak and things like that"
After handing the head of the
house limp bacon, she said with
O large smile:
ooh, the liver, I muSta made
q mistake. I thought you got
that for HOris.'
When Horis returned from that
days consultation with his doctor
he looked wan. He said
~ jest don't know what to
make of it, Mrs. Eskrey, but the
doctor, he took an Ox-tray pic
ture. He say it was for the best.
oh, yeSSum, my cough is better
and I'm eats very good. But
sure has got a pain in the back
Of my neck"
For 10 days Horis suffered with
his niserieS. And we suffered with
Horis. The house was at SKIES and
sevens. The grass was uncut. The
"ptulip bulbs" which Horis had
asked for in his early enthusiasm
remained in a box in the cellar.
Suzy's sister, Mary, appeared at
odd times and did little days
work.
We tried vainly to find out what
was wrong with Horis, and we
bought him mustard plasters and
cod liver oil. Now and then he'd
get up, unshaven, cough a dry
barking cough and set violently
to work. Then he'd disappear.
wed hear from Suzy that "Horis
had another gelaps. He musta did
too much
Maybe she'd try that red pep
Der tea the white lady told her
about one time. It sure was a pow
erful medicine.
It sure was powerful. Some Of
It got in last nights bouillon,
while we were trying to entertain
a guest for dinner. With burning
threats we demanded water, quick
". Suzy came slowly in with a
pitcher. Smiled. and said:
81 sure am sorry. 1 musta got
HOriS' tonic mixed up"
This morning a quick stepping,
white coated Horis appeared with
A glass of perfectly chilled orange
iuice in one hand and with the
other he laid a huge envelope, two
feet long by one foot wide, at
least, on the breakfast table.
Smiled proudly and said:
"It'S my Ox-tray picture!
got it back last night. The doc
tor says there amt nothing
wrong with my lungs. See"
Horis held the picture up to the
light.
Il amt worried about myself
no more now. l think that red
pepper tea musta helped, too.
All I needs to do now is to get
well. The doctor, he say,
must go to bed for a week. Oh,
nom, 1 don't want to go back
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