Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd CornerClark, Charles Heber
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Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd Corner
Clark, Charles Heber
American fiction -- 19th century; Humorous stories
"Step out into the purest air you can find; stand perfectly erect,
with the head up and the shoulders back, and then, fixing the lips
as though you were going to whistle, draw the air, not through the
nostrils, but through the lips, into the lungs. When the chest is
about half full, gradually raise the arms, keeping them extended
with the palms of the hands down, as you suck in the air, so as to
bring them over the head just as the lungs are quite full. Then drop
the thumbs inward, and after gently forcing the arms backward and
the chest open, reverse the process by which you draw your breath
till the lungs are empty. This process should be repeated three or
four times immediately after bathing, and also several times through
the day."
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This seemed reasonable, and I determined to give it a trial. For that
purpose I went out into the yard; and pinning the directions to a tree,
I stood in front of them where I could see them. Just as I began, Cooley
came out; and perceiving me, he placed his elbows upon the fence, rested
his chin upon his arms and watched me with a very peculiar smile upon
his face. I was exceedingly annoyed and somewhat embarrassed, but I was
determined that he should not have the gratification of driving me away
from my own ground. I made up my mind that I would continue the exercise
without appearing to notice him. In a few moments, however, he remarked:
"Training for a prize-fight, Adeler?"
I made no reply, but continued the exercise. When I had gone through the
programme once, I began again. As I arrived at that portion of it where
the instructions direct the arrangement of the lips, Mr. Cooley, by this
time somewhat incensed at my silence, observed,
"Whistle us a tune, Adeler. Give us something lively!"
As I paid no attention to this invitation, Cooley embraced the
opportunity afforded by the upward motion of my arms, in accordance with
the directions, to ask me if I was going to dive, and to offer to bring
me out a tub in case I cherished such a design.
Then I completed the exercise and went into the house without giving
Cooley any reason to suppose that I was aware of his presence. The next
day I performed the ceremony at the same place, at the same hour. On the
third day Cooley evidently expected me, for as soon as I appeared he
came up to the fence and assumed his old position. He had with him a
couple of friends, whom he must have summoned for the express purpose of
tormenting me. When I had gone through the movements once, Cooley said:
"See here, Adeler, I don't want to do you any harm, but let me advise
you as a friend to go to an asylum. I have known much worse cases than
yours to be cured. It isn't kind to your family for you to remain at
large. You're afflicted with only a mild form now; but if you don't do
something, you'll have a violent paroxysm some day, and smash things.
Now, take my advice, and put yourself under treatment."
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