Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1946-07-30

said, you must have the wrong
place. There isn't any illness in
my home"
He gave me a superior look and
his eyes glanced about the yard.
THAT is where you are wrong,
ne said, and his voice was grave
You are surrounded by illness. Let
me get my ladder and will show
you what I mean"
Machette for ScaIpel.
While he walked to his automo-
bile for a ladder / was tempted to
put in a call for the police and
tell them I needed help-that !
was in danger of being operated
on for something I didn't have. by
a physician who planned to per-
form his surgery while standing on
ladder, and with a machete for a
scalpel.
When I saw him returning
quickly stepped inside the door and
oolted it. But he wasn't after me,
thank heaven! He placed his lad
der against palmetto tree and
called to me to come outside and
take a look.
You have seven trees in your
yard that are sick" he said. VERY
sick. I am tree doctor, and, with
your permission I will try to pull
them through"
asked him what was the matter
with the tree his ladder was lean.
| ing against. I can't remember the
medical terms he employed in de-
scribing its illness, but II he was
telling the truth there was very
little that wasn't wrong with it
1t had high sap pressure, a barb
murmur, suffered from ringing o;
its rings. and had spots before
its fronds, congestion of the roots
and needed good long rest.
This came as a surprise to me
because never once had I heard any
of the trees on the place complain
about being tired or run down. They
were up every morning by the tima
1 was up, and seemed to be as
happy and carefree and healthy a,
their friends in neighboring yards.
Goes For SIS.
But the doctor convinced me that
they needed immediate care, and
went" for a SIS treatment. l ever
offered to get practical nurse to
stay with them during the night il
he thought that necessary.
I was pleased to be able to report
to my wife that for only SIS I hao
saved the trees from their suffering
She. was provoked, and provoked
with her means a terrific flashing oil
the eyes, a slight, low snarl, a stomp.
ing Of her feet, and a business like
clenching OF both fists.
You might just as well have hired
a landscape gardener to come anc
see that the dandelions are vel
taken care Of" she said. Those
trees have been there for mere thar
Is years, and you couldn't kill then
with q forest FIRE. They are the
cheapest, toughest old type of back.
woods palm. You can get out in the
woods and dig up all you want fol
nothing. They have withstood hur.
ricanes, tornadoes. and everything
else that tree could get sitting righ
on the ocean. And, they have never
been sick in their lives. I suppos,
you want me to make some chicken
broth to sprinkle on their roots, ane
wrap their Threats in flannel. Hon.
estly, If a man came by here selling
a course in pickpocketing you'd fall
for it,"
This hurt me to the quick. Coco
Samaritans, even sucker Good Sam.
aritans, shouldn't be talked to that
way. I felt so bad, In fact. that ]
came within an ace of calling the
tree doctor and having him pay me
a visit. You know, it might not hurt
me to have some Of the deadwood
cleared away from my head.
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