Show Zm BIG RED'S CURE CORNER By Helen Lan reason my husband has been THE nick-named Big Red is because he's over six feet carrot-topped and peppery While I painting our home and reaching far out from the top Fiction of the ladder Big I Red There were more people than the doctor and I to realize that my husband had broken his He was howling Big Red wasn't too bad a patient during his long leave it to him he did a royal nothing simple and His fracture required operations and enough paraphernalia around his bed to make It resemble Frankenstein's That's my Big During those long months before he came home Big Red said that the thing he was most thankful for was that he was away from the the and the Perhaps in other neighborhoods there are more family's like those If I can sympathize with all who live neighbor to thoroughly nice but thoroughly tiresome Take for He has gall The way he describes the the many medicines the doctors have tried to dissolve them is something to remember for When anyone suggests an Sanders You wonder if one would rob him of his only conversational Little Markham Is sweet and She seems so until she men- v- 1 this cure doesn't Big Red could always do a she didn't sleep last the night before and for weeks has heard the clock strike every She's tried counting hot milk and Nothing Then there's He's next in size to Big His woe is an When he and his wife come in maybe it's the new davenport pillow that he stares at like it came from He's spent hours receiving painful shots and telling about WHEN Big Red finally came home and was established in bed he told me to ask the Markhams and the Keating's all to Those bores and all at Wondering if complex broken legs could upset a man I argued Big Red roared so I asked the three couples It must have been the first time anyone had dared having the three chronic complainers under one How the conversation painful gall stones was interrupted a good night's sleep for three Then Keating pounced on one of Big Red's fluffy blankets and gave us a run down on awful I looked at my He was Then he With a voice that could make a general stand at Big Red described the troubles he'd He reeled off traction the silver plates that had been applied to hla leg bone during the the the the the way the doctors had been hundreds of It was I think my flew open and 1 forgot to shut When our company looked at each other in extreme boredom and wiggled their experimentally though they wondered how soon they could decently Big Red winked at met He took a deep breath began again on the horrors his Out on the with Big Reds voice just a roar our guests expressed their a one track said Mr you get tired of hearing him talk about asked Sanders who never tires of I stepped closed the door on their Then 1 went to Big Red and we we roared with Big bed can't wait we see them next I told this cure doesn't Big Red could always do a though sure there will be co |