Evening star., 1942-09-11

congratulating us on having the
worst cold since the blizzard OF B8.
Before we 60 any further we would
like to ask you If you have ever
written on typewriter while
stretched out in bed? Try it some
time, then, Just as we are trying it
now. The human chest and stomach
were never designed for use as a
typewriter table. The only way the
typewriter will remain stable Is for
the typist to stretch fiat out on his
back and place the machine
squarely on his chest. This position
has the disadvantage, however, OF
completely obscuring the keys. We
tried writing blind, but gave it up,
knowing that If we did send out the
copy thus written we would be ar
rested as spy for using code.
We have tried placing the type
writer on the mattress, and from .
prone stance, hitting the keys. This
produces an eerie result. Pressurs
on key shoves the typewriter into
the mattresses and 1t rebounds like
rubber ball, with the seeming In
tention of smacking the typist in
the face with its 5 - & and q
symbols. q
Too, If you write fast the types
writer seems to be constantly In the
air. forcing the writer to write on
the wing. This is sporting, to be
sure, but you get little done A
fast-fying typewriter Is harder to
hit than q grouse.
At the moment, we have the type
writer on the floor and are leaning
over and hitting it. This works all
right for a moment or two until all
your blood rushes to your head and
your arms and feet go numb. In a
second we will have to get up and
chafe our legs to prevent a first
cousin OF rigor mortis from setting
In. e
This, Of course. is not good for q
cold. Even the Spartan physicians
never recommended jumping around
in the middle of the floor as a cure
for cold.
The moment we got this cold, and
decided against calling in our Har-
ley street physician. we turned to
that old saying, STUFF a fever
and" Wait minute. Just how
does that go? "Starve q fever and
stuff cold" We finally decided
that it was stuff q cold" so we
started stufing. Delectable viands
from the Busy Bee Delicatessen were
always on our bed table. Salami.
sardines. cheeses Of all sorts, po-
tato salad.
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I We undoubtedly would have
stuffed the cold right out of us
had not fever set in. That really
put us In predicament. We had
fever and cold at the same time. II
we stuffed the fever, how could we
starve the cold? We came within an
ace of calling our old family vet
and asking him the answer, but de-
cided to work 1t out alone.
This is how we are doing it: We
stuff an hour to fight the cold and
starve an hour to combat the fever.
Here is something about not feel
ing good that we wish some one
would put us straight on: Which is
better, to be silent sufferer or a
complaining patient? The person
who shares our home with us says
that we are of the latter type.
Wen admit that, but past expert
ence has taught us that those who
suffer without complaining get very
little attention. T.
How are those around q man to
know that he needs extra care and
hand-and-foot waiting on unless he
gives voice to his misery2 II a man
just sits and takes his ailments
without murmur. he Is likely to be
imposed on, and be unable to get
out Of the little household tasks
that annoy him. It seems to me a
man should let those about him
know that he isn't well and needs
extra special care.
Why, right now, the way I
feel-ohi
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