Ogden Standard-Examiner | 1920-04-05 | Page 9 | The Rhyming Optimist

The Rhyming I Optimist The to ursc. By Aline Michaelis. THE doc said I'd an awful case of chills and fever, too. Said he. "The hospital's tho place, young man. for such a you." Pull loudly then did I rebel against his mandate stern. I did not like the smelly smell of drugs at every turn. 1 did not like tho hall's dim gloom. with pniipnu wheeled along Into the operating room on tea-carts extra strong. In short. 1 , saw no single phase about the place to like, nnd I resolvde, "Just two Hhort days, then homeward I shall hike." Ah hour or ?o I lay and mused upon my awful past, upon the blessings I'd refused, upon,.! fcoV long I'd laK. And I had Just with feelings weird begun my 1 will to .write when In my doorway : there appenrcd an anel blue and i while. Just then, as through a starry haze her tender accents fell, she saldt 'Twill iot be many days ttl you are strong and well." I said: "I'm In an awful plight. I liocd a rest-cure long; my lungs and liver are not right, I fear I'm for from strong." I've been here now from .March to Muy nnd twice thoy'vo raised my board, but I shall stay and stay and stay until I've spent my hoard. Friends say the bills are pretty steep Jun for a ri'Kt-fMlrn n1u. l.i., 1 u 0v. .mi i wuusioer mat it's Cheap to see that angel's face. No longer do 1 feel surprlso when guya arc falling some they acok. by swiftest train that flics, some sanitarium. I now respect their mighty beans and will confess that I. If I had money in my Jeans, a hospital would buy. And there I'd havo. a blue-eyed nurse, all garbed in blue and white. Although I'd never get much worse, I'd never get quite right. The Bad Boy's Stratagem. The worst boy In the school was always in trouble and was the' terror ter-ror of the school mistress. "What you ought to do." said Mrs, Bardom to the teacher, "is lo treat him with more consideration punish him with kindness, you know. Send aim to my house, and I'll try the effect of my system upon him." In due llme little Walter yut In an appearance at the house of Mrs. liardom at least, a bright-looking boy appeared upon the scene. Mrs. Bardom showed him round the garden. gar-den. Interested him with pretty pictures, pic-tures, played llvojy music to him. and then sat him down to a good feast. "My dear," she asked eventually, "were you not extremely unhappy when you stood in the corner before all your classmatoa for punishment?" "rioao. m'm," answered the boy. "it wasn't me you saw in the cornor it was "Walter." "But aren't you Walter, my dear?" "So, m'm; I'm Freddie. Walter gave me some clg-arotto clg-arotto pictures to come here an' listen to you." Mistaken Humor. Tubbs: "What's the trouble, old chap? Ypu look very angry!" Cubbs: "Oh, it took me an hour to button up my wlfe'B blouse aV the back, and then 1 told her a Joke, ' and Eho laughad so much the hut- ton all flew off! What's the use in telling a woman a Joke, anyway?"