Threshing The Wheat From The Chaff

By Joe Fahnestock
Published on May 1, 1969

Union City, Indiana 47390

It seems that so many threshermen and their wives even quite a
few of the younger people develop aching joints that deprive them
of much usefulness and enjoyment in life. Old-timers used to call
it the ‘room-a-tiz’ or ‘the misery’ in say an arm
or a leg. Our sturdy pioneer forebears often came down with the
‘milk leg’, while before that, the Middle Ages in both
England and the European Continent witnessed much suffering among
the more affluent citizenry from such ailments as the
‘gout’ or the ‘ague’.

Suffice it to say that far too many suffer in our present day
from the pains of arthritis the swollen, painful joints that result
from deposits which will often solidify a knee joint, wrist or
knuckle long before a person’s time is run out.

It was during last Christmas holidays that we visited with some
older relatives of my wife in Celina, Ohio. Onilee had been
complaining earlier in her letters of having such pains in her
shoulders, arms and legs that her housework was becoming more and
more of a burden.

But the day we were there she walked briskly into the room and
handed me a glass with a few ounces of some clear liquid in it.

‘Here, taste this and then tell me what it is,’ she said
with a smile.

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