Hungry Horse news. [volume] (Columbia Falls, Mont.) 1948-current, 1948-11-26
Bon = Arthritis Again


break the dull monotony of tnes
dreary days by taking the ne
discovery, Anidrin tablets for al
Thrills, and there is the hope ths
this may prove the grand cure
all. thought had found one ono
last winter, while visiting my pee
pie. Twas the Yuletide season an
my brothers, my sisters and count
less other kin of varying degree
ages, and colors, but predomin
ately Gaelic, had gathered in t
offer me cheer in my struggle TO
health. Brother Danny (the saint
preserve his kindly souD suggest
ed that a thorough electrical treat
ment might put me upon my feet
The others, now in mellow mood
agreed. So brother Lark was com
missioned to round up the equip
ment. A hurried trip among my
bOyhood friends and he returned
with an armload of gadgets, more
spectators and another quart OF
brandy, "just for dear old Bon.
Then came Danny with mon
strous goblet in hand saying,
"Quaff this, Bonny, old boss for
tis reinforcing we will be needing
to stand this treatment with
Christianity grace and fortitude. A."
Said Uncle Clary (and he is about
as cheerful as Jewish undertaken
in action, Cheer up, Bon, for if
it kills we, we will give we the
best wake a Whealdon ever en-
joyed."
Then quickly and against my
muttered protests, I was stripped
to the waist and seated upon
not pad placed in the middle of
the bed. I was given vibratory
instrument to hold in both hands.
This when pressed upon caused
muscles in hands and arms to jerk
and pull. Brother Bill, armed with
some sort of an electrical vacuum
cup affair, covered the territory
betwixt my shoulders and the
upper region of my spine. Danny
covered the small of my back with
a glowing ultra red light. Aunt
Sally heated my knees with mus
tard plasters.
Uncle Michael, parked on the
foot of the bed and with fiddle,
Gas mellow and tender in tone
as it's owners disposition) tucked
under his fat chin, said, IT tell
We, It's swate Irish music Bon's
nading after his long years in
somber Montaner." Whereupon he
turned loose with a rollicking clog
dance, which brought cousin Mol
lie to her feet a jogging.
Stirred to action Andrew Kola,
our Finnish friend, who had been
mapping in the arm chair by the
old fire place and who was little
confused anyhow as to the prim-
airy reason for the gathering, pick
ed up his accordion and called out.
grab your pardner for the next
dance, which will be Swedish
polka"
Meanwhile the hot pad (Which
some whg had switched to real
heat, had warmed the seat OF
my lap to the point where I began
twisting and squirming. Old Nam
ny, the ageless grand belle-dame
of our flock, whose keener per-
ception was by now somewhat
by too many nips of gold
en- peach brandy, shouted "Tis
doing the work! The saints be
praised! Bon's worming about!"
Brother Bill, overcome with
more than joy, cried, "Sit still
We damned lubber, it's your FAM
lily what's putting we on your feet
again
Good old sister Myrtle, lover Of
fun, had her usual psychic inspir-
alton at the usual wrong moment
and yelled to Dennis O'Mcara,
Denny, Denny bring the vacuum
cleaner quick and put it at bro
theirs feet to pull some of that
electricity down through
his scrawny legs!"
What a precious lovable, i'm
pulsive family I have. They with
a lot of fun honestly did their
best (bless their hearts, tn help
me. In fact their treatment did
put me and keep me on my feet
several days, as the heat blisters
on my seat kept me from sitting
down.
Jerry Kennedy is home from a
hospital and is recov-
ering in fine shape.
Calvin Fenelon, Topeka. Kan
sas, who is visiting friends in Kali
ispell, gave our city the thorough
"once over" Thursday.
It takes Bill and Dorothy John
son to swing the right persons
together for night of fun. Wed
nesday evening they entertained
with a chow-mein feed at their
cottage, Sublimity ridge. The tol-
lowing guests enjoyed night CIV
en- over to music, story telling and
feasting: Tony Martin, Dick Box,