This is a story about a grandfather from Carmanville who was always having tricks pulled on him by his grandson.This trick almost killed poor old Grampie. In those days most houses had a pantry where the food was kept, and the dishes were washed in a pan of some sort. Usually they were a white enamel. Anyhow, the grandfather had a dry cough, which he had had for many years. He alway kept a bottle of green cough medicine on his radio stand next to his daybed. When he would get a coughing attack he would reach out and get his bottle and have a little snort, to soothe his throat. The grandson used to size this up. One day he filled one of the empty bottles with green sloans linament, and switched bottles. Grandfather came in from outside and lay down on the daybed. A short time later he got the cough. He reached out to the old familar place and took his cough medicine bottle and took a good slug. With that he let out a roar like a lion in pain and come to his feet, yelling "Water, women, water!" just as Granny was coming through the pantry door with the dish pan full of grey water. Grampie grabbed the pan and start guzzling down the water to soothe his burning throat. The grandson saw that he had gone a little too far this time and made his escape. I think it took awhile for that one to blow over, as t'was said arround town. The poor old man looked right green for few days. And that's how it was, Grampie never new what his grandson was going to pull on him next. Oh, I for got to tell you, I was the grandson.   Submitted By: keith Collins