Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 19, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 May 1891 — His Wife Prescribed for Him. [ARTICLE]

His Wife Prescribed for Him.

“Well, I’m in for it,” he said as he dropped into an easy chair, wiped the perspiration from his brow, and looked across the room at hiswife. “I’ve been afraid of it all along, and lately I have thought I’d get through, fiut I’m landed.” What s the matter ?” she asked, looking up from her book. “The grip. I’ve been fighting it off for three or four days, but it’s no nse— I’ve got it.” “Dear me!” she exclaimed, laying the book aside. “I’ve been afraid you’d come down with it. It’s fatal in so many cases now, too. You must be awfully careful, John.” “I propose to be,” he said firmly. “I shan’t go to the. office to-morrow at all. I’m going to stay in bed and break this thing up at the start.” “That’s right, John. I’m glad you realize the importance of prompt measures. What are your symptoms “Well, I think I caught cold when we had this sudden change in the weather early in the week. That wouldn’t bother me in itself, but it hasn’t gotten any better, and I’ve been perspiring profusely, whether indoors or out, ever since. I have a feeling of suffocation, and I tell you, Maria, I’ve made up my mind that it will be dangerous to trifle with it any longer. I get no relief until I get my nightshirt on.” She looked at him for a moment and then said: “John, if when you felt the first symptoms you had laid aside your winter underclothing perhaps this tired, suffocating, hot feeling would have left you. If i were you, John, I would soak my feet in hot water to break up the slight cold, put on some lighter underclothing, and a light overcoat instead of an ulster, and go to work tomorrow without saving a word about grip.” Then she took up her book again and he thought and thought about the fool he was.— Chicago Tribune.