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The Real Diary of a Real Boy by Henry A. (Henry Augustus) Shute
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April 16. Nothing particular today. dont feel very well, kind of
headaky and backaky.

April 20. have been sick for 4 days. went to school monday and had
to come home. when i got home i fell down on the steps and mother
and aunt Sarah came out and got me in the house and put water on my
head and rubbed my hands, and then the Doctor came and said, well
Joanna, children are a good deel of truble and then he felt of my
rist and said hum, and then he looked at my tung and said hum again,
and then he pride open my mouth and looked down my throte and said
hum, and then he pulled off my close and looked me over rite before
mother and aunt Sarah and said well he aint spekled eny. then he
said what have you given him Joanna and mother said, nothing, and
the docter said, all right give him some more, and mother said i
havent given him enything docter, and then he walked around the room
and picked up some things and looked at them and then he gave me
some of the wirst tasting stuff i ever took. then he said i gess he
will be better tomorrow, and then he looked at some more things and
went home. i dident sleep very well that nite but was auful hot and
my head aked fearful. mother was in my room every time i waked up,
and Sarah too. next day i had the docter again he looked at some
pictures and things and told mother to give me some more. i always
feel better when the docter comes in. he dont scare a feller to
deth.

Well the next day i felt a little better and tried to sit up and
have my britches on, but i had to lay down again my head aked so,
and after awhile my head felt better and as i laid there i could
look out of the window and it seamed as if little chains that you
could see through like glass, were floating up and down they were
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