#poison candy

[froginamoodboard]

Poison candy moodboard

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[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"THREE CHILDREN POISONED BY CANDY GIVEN TO FATHER," Toronto Star. October 15, 1912. Page 6. --- Thomas Pattison of Symington Avenue Was Presented With Caramels on a Street Car and Took Them Home - Lives Saved by Prompt Action of the Parents. --- CIVIC DOCTORS ARE MAKING AN ANALYSIS ---- From Left to Right, Howard. Age 6; George. Age 4: Nellie, Age 2, the Three Children of Mr. Thomas Patterson, 258 Symington Avenue, Who Were Poisoned by Eating Colored Caramels, and Had a Narrow escape from Death. ---- Poisoned by cheap, colored caramels, which had been purchased in a Yonge street candy store, the three children of Mr. Thomas Pattison, 258 Symington avenue, have had a narrow escape from death. Shortly after eating the caramels, which had been given them at supper-time on Sunday, they all became violently ill. Dr. Hannah Reid was summoned and worked over the children till well on in the morning. before they were past the danger point. Had it not been for timely first-aid administered by the mother, the youngest of the three probably would not have survived.

Mr. Pattison is a street car conductor, and the caramels were given him on Sunday afternoon by a new man he was taking over his run. He took five of the candies home, gave one to each of his children and ate one himself. A couple of hours after the carameis had been eaten, the youngest child, Nellie, aged two years and three months, became ill and began to vomit. Then Howard, aged six, and George, aged four, became similarly affected, and the mother and father had to attend to three children in agony all at once. The mother made the children swallow castor oil, and to her presence of mind the youngest at least owes its life. Neighbors were summoned and came in haste to help with the children. So far gone was the youngest that after two hours' incessant vomiting blood was coming from the stomach.

The father felt no ill effects from the caramel he had eaten, but complained of unusual drowsiness. The fifth caramel was taken down to the city hall for analysis yesterday and was found to contain poisonous ingredients. A quantity of caramels was purchased again yesterday from the same store where the candies were secured on Saturday, and of these an analysis will also be made.

The children have now quite re- covered from the effects of the poisoning.

[bl4zingcomet]

I talk to so many people who don't like or even hate each other. It's scary. I'm scared. What if they all decide to hate me? What if they call me a spy, and I lose all of them at once? I'm not a spy. I don't want to lose my friends. I don't think any of them are bad people, they just need or needed to work on themselves, and it all hurts! I'm sorry-

[thewritehag]

I've got all my candy for the trick-or-treaters ready to go. I decided to forgo the traditional chocolate route in favor of the sweet, tart, and fruity varieties because they're all gluten-free and variety is nice. My original plan was to just give out pixie stix and caramel apple suckers as an in-joke that no one will know about, except I was so tempted to try to make candy razor blades, but you shouldn't give out homemade candy. So, I just got nerds and gummy bears to give out along with the stix (which weren't an easy get, turns out) and apple-pops. Many of you may be too young or simply don't know, so:

[bl4zingcomet]

Sense of wrongness. Worry.

[bl4zingcomet]

I want to crumple and deflate a little bit actually. Why must the world do this to me? We haven't spoken in a year. Do you even know that it's me? Why are you here? How did you find me? I was running away, I ran away, how did you find me

[bl4zingcomet]

*distorted screaming*

[bl4zingcomet]

Fresh bread, fresh bread, fresh bread, fresh bread,,