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sick, soup husband snuck food - Looking at Life By EKICH BTVANDEIS La.-a night...
Looking at Life By EKICH BTVANDEIS La.-a night I went to bed wii.li I .in awful sore throat, n. miserable headache and that general worn- out-wash rug filling for which Iho doctors i:an'l. da a thing except to tell you lo go to bed, take some aspirin, gargle -with sail-water, and;, spray your throal,. So, al. S o'clock I took my newspapers nnd four or five magazines upstairs and prepared for an evening of rest and self-pity. " Firsl. of all, liowevcr, I went to the medicine-chest, got the ther-. momcter and sluck it in my mouth;: Nineiy-nine-lwo,-it said; ye godo and little fishes! Nir.ety-nine-l.wo; certainly looked like pneumonia to me. J V (If you have or arc a husband,' you probably know that all ?moh sec pneumonia in the slightest cold; .cancer in almost any^pajp:;. tuberculosis in every cougJv.NiThat is, if THEY have it. If you';! the- wife, have a pain or cough'or liayc u a cold, then it's just nothing 'at all;a n d .don't coddle yourself' 'so-much). ' •. • '.,";, At any rale, when I saw tne-'hiric,- ty-ninc-two on the thermometer;''! called the wife, wlio had bc.en through 'these Ihings with mo'j.b'c- fore. She promptly gave me .'my medicine, some orange juice, inquired whether I wanted an alcohol rub, tucked me into the. blankets, turned off the light — and in 'five minutes I was fast. asleep.. This ' morning I felt much bel- ter although still weak. Temperature was normal, the throat still a bit raw, bul. I had no trouble eating a lialf grapefruil, a bowl of farina, two fried eggs, ,four slices of loast and two cups of coffee •••• •. • -•• •.._..-.. •• For luncheon my wife " wisely gave me just a bowl of soup. 'But when she wcr.t downtown to do the marketing, I sneaked a bologna sandwich and three slices of pound cake down I. he hatch. When the wife came back, she gave me some more medicine, sympathized with my run-down condition, made up the bed for me, and, I'd like lo bet you, called me • a. goalidarn .faker under her breath. But we men really aren't fakers •at heart.': We like to do evcryttiiii'g'vwell: '• '.;! ; \.And wh.cn iwe'rc sick, we like to .be good, -.'and. sick! .. 'v^By Lhev way, l.hc .doctor just cam'c. My wife called him without. telling me anyl.hing about it, .just in.. case;cold," .he said after cx.im- i'ng me: • "' , .. ..""'.'Y.ou'' think it's safe lo go to the ;pf/ieo?:lo.nioiTOw?" I asked him. >"' ; ','Certttiiily," he said, "perfectly iafo;: 1 :;.: •,.. (•',•, • ' ; r .;.I .think I'll change' doctors. .- jS-jfCppyright, '19'14, King Features ;Syndlc'atc, Inc.) , •Chicago High School Girl Shows Shorthand Speed Chicago (UP)—Jean Whyte, 17- year-old hig-.h school senior, scored more than 200 words a minute in a special shorthand test on dictation.: from the Congressional Record.. Miss Whyte. who will receive a diamond medal for the accom- plislirhenl., began the study of ] .shorthand and typing in her-frcsh- man year, • took 120 words a minute •'. in .her, second year, and 100 words in her third year. Her best performan; a was for a

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  1. Naugatuck Daily News,
  2. 03 Jul 1944, Mon,
  3. Page 4

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