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Show jChatter Box Dear Suzy, i KciJcation is a mighty fine thing and something that all of. us , suould iollow and take more' of. Our trouble is that when we learn 2 and 2 is four we figure we know it all, and never get around to trigonometry and calculus' and the liner points in mathematics. Not that we will ever use them to any extent but it is nice to know a little more than we need to. Take the case of Floyd Moody. He learned all about the bees and flowers and then dropped the subject sub-ject like a hot potato, much to his later embarrassment and discomfiture. dis-comfiture. Had he carried his studies stu-dies farther he would have needed much less gargle and probably not any at all. Of course gargle is cheap, but he lost a lot of peace of mind in the deal. It seems that early in the morning morn-ing not long lago, one Lillian War-nick War-nick called her neighbor, one Floyd Moody and said that she certainly did not feel so good and would he please take her to the Delta hospital. The reason she called Floyd instead of her husband, hus-band, Waldo was that Waldo was in Idaho attending a wedding. Waldo is away so much either on Boy Scout work, weddings or tossing toss-ing a bit of field fertilizer with one Les Webb that Lillian has come to not depend on him to any great extent, and I can't blame her. Floyd was a gentleman of the old school, and even though the thermometer was cuddling a nice ten below he said he would be glad to aid a lady in distress and would be right over. Which he did. He put Lillian solicitously in the touched it, and so hurried out and scrubbed it with Lysol and Dutch Cleanser. He reasoned, and rightly, that it was too cold for bees so he was safe there. At this point he figured he had done all he could to ward off becoming a mother and said to hell with it and went over to look at his alfalfa alfal-fa seed, but that reminded him of the bees and his problem, land so he went home to a chiding Connie and no rest. Floyd has been making tests on seeds land has a goodly number soaked in blotters: alfalfia, wheat, white top and wild oats, seeking a solution of the incubation period per-iod and trying to figure out how long he has to suffer in silence and wonder. He also hopes that Waldo gets home from Idaho in time to take Lillian from the hospital hos-pital and that he is not called on again to "good deed", her home, baby girl and all. He figures that would be just too much, a double exposure maybe. What I can't figure out is why Waldo is gadding around at a wedding, of all things, when Lillian Lil-lian was about to be taken to the hospital, unless, of course, he knew nothing of conditions at home, which seems reasonable for Waldo. On the other hand, as I said before, Waldo has done a lot o work in the Boy Scouts, but it seems he has been wasting his time' for his score, added to Lillian's, Lil-lian's, is 5 to 2 in favor of the girls. Which proves that Waldo should have done Scout work, but probably it would have been more appropriate in the Girl Scouts. Toots. - oar, wrapped her with a large robe and made haste to the hospital. Arriving there Lillian thanked him profusely and Floyd said that maybe he had better wait for her. But Lillian, who knew her own mind, at least at that time, said, "No I might stay all day." So our good neighbor took off for home and firseide wondering. Arriving home he went to the bath room and dosed with anahist.Lis-terine, anahist.Lis-terine, Vicks, and great quantities of gargle. The noise awakened his wife, Connie, who peered out of the covers and inquired of the commotion.' To which Floyd replied, re-plied, "I just took Lillian to the hos pital." And his wife, womanlike, asked "what was the matter with her." Floyd, no longer a gentleman stated, "I don't know, but she looked like the dickens." To which I might add that Floyd never did look so hot, either. "What are you doing?" queried Connie. And Floyd full of business and gargle replied, "I am taking a few precautions, my inquisitive woman, hoping that I won't catch what she has." Connie stifled a lady-like snore, turned over and went to sleep leaving Floyd with his problem gargle and liniment. It was not long after that when Floyd figured he was safe and septic, and went to bed also. Came the dawn and a telephone call to Connie and said call apprised appris-ed her of the fact that Lillian had just had a baby girl. Connie looked look-ed at Floyd and said, " I sure hope you don't catch what Lillian had," and Floyd, not knowing o'f the la9t developments, said with a hoarse whisper, "I hope I don't either," iand dragged himself into the bathroom bath-room for another cleansing. Later in the day and after three cups of coffee Floyd learned the sordid details and the fact that had not Lilliian sent him home from the hospital that morning he would have become a father. And he was still not sure that he would not become a mother, because as I said in the beginning he knew about the bees and flowers, but getting farther up the ladder he was not certain of his 'ground. He didn't know whether the wind would carry anything from Idaho where Waldo was, or whether the short association in the car on the way to the hospital would affect him in any way. He remembered he did keep the window down a little bit, even though it was cold that morning, but he also remembered remem-bered he had forgotten to wipe the door handle where- Lillian had |