Year: 1873

We do not know how we can ever express
our gratitude to the Danbury Ne,oS for fur
nlshing US with a panacea for all the coughs
and lung complaints that we may be subject to
this winter In the language Of the virtuOus
father of the mclodrama, we can only say,
Heaven bless you, my che-ild Listen to his
solid chunks OF wisdom: One of our citizens
who has been troubled with a severe cold
on the lungs effected his recovery in the
following simple manner. He boiled little


boneset and hOarhound together. and drank


freely of the tea before going to bed. The


next day he took five pills, put one kind of


plaster on his breast, another under his arms,


and still another on his back. Under advice


from an experienced old lady he took all these


off with an oyster knife in the afternoon, and


slapped on a mustard paste instead. His


mother put some onion drafts on his feet and
gave him lump OF tar to swallow. Then he
put some hot bricks to his feet and went to


bed. Next morning another old lady came in


with a bottle of goose oil, and gave him dose


of it on quill, and an aunt arrived about the


same time from Bethel, with a bundle of


sweet fern, which she Eade into a tea, and


gave him every half hour until noon, when he
took big dose of salts. After dinner his wife,


who had seen a fine old lady of great expert


ence in dOctoring, on Franklin street, gave


him two pills OF her make, about the size of an


English walnut and of a similar shape, and two
! taOleSpO0nIulS OF nOme-UaQe OalSam 10 keep
them down. Then he took halt pint of hOtrum
: at the suggestion of an old sea captain in the
next house, and steamed his legs with an
alcohol bath. At this crisis two of the neighbors
: arrived who saw at once that his blood was out
] of order, and gave him half gallon of spear
o mint tea, and big dose of castor oil. Before
going to bed he took eight of a new kind of
o pill, wrapped about his neck flannel soaked
/ in hot vinegar and salt, and had feathers burnt
N cb in biC tIa ic fhornu hlU
c cured and full of gratitude We advise our
If readers to cut this out and keep it where it can
o be readily found when danger threatens.
1t A BOYS LETTER TO His SIsTER.-Dear
20 Sue: The horses is all got the epigramic very
10 badly. Us boys had so much fun the other


day Little Franks hObby-hO had glde
as runnin' out of his nose, so we knew he bad it
e. and we took him into the bath room and got
g some of mas linen towels and wrapped his
t. legs up in hot water, and burned sui phul
ia matches under his throat, and swinged hi:
v name off and the paint came off his legs, anc
al the glue all came unstuck, ahd Frank can
of ride him any more. Wasn't it Jolly.


at Then the matches put US in mind of havin
of Boston fire. so we cOaxed sister Sadie to Civ,
so us her box of Swiss houses you brought he
vi from "Trip; and we set EN- up and touched en-
H. off, and let 'em rip. The town went lik
rt blazes and we throwed some of sis dolls in 70


a dead bodies, and then saved the arms and leg
be for trofys.


But you bet we got scared when the fame
he went so high, so we turned on the hose, an
,sk that fool jim Bain let the water run all owe
of the floor and down the kitchen on to the cook
ess head aud she thought the pipes had buste
Isl. and run for a man to fix 'em, so ma caught l
sh- in there, an the boys run home, but l got
cry thrashing 1t didn't hurt much, cause l hs
lies on thick clothes. Our Frank is in pants. Il
his went in last Sunday. I've got new girl.
i'm; don't like Jennie Bird any more or guess 81
her don't like me any more, cause when give b
his handful Of pearuts she throwed them in n
led, face and | expect Jim Blain told lies abo
ole. me. Id lick him. only his father keeps
ng candy store, and get all the candy want f
an nothin'.


and Your afectiOnate brother, CHARLES.
the ?. S-Please bring me a GOAT.