Oh, that we should have such a problem as peachitis!  (Cucumber-itis and zucchini-itis, sure, but peachitis?  We’re skeptical.)  From the March 21, 1907 edition of the Skidmore New Era (Skidmore, Missouri), page 4:

A Kansas exchange gets off the following:  There is a new disease in town. It is called peachitis.  It has its origin in this way:  Last summer every woman in town put up hundreds of quarts of peaches, fearing that such an immense crop meant that no more peaches would ever be raised.  These peaches must be eaten, and with peaches for breakfast, supper and dinner people of very nervous temperaments are beginning to develop a sort of peach insanity.  One man yesterday, when passed the peaches at dinner, began to mumble something about having eaten his way through peaches during October, November, December and January, and here it was February and he couldn’t see that there was a peach less in the house.  Another man, when the peaches were passed at supper last night, ran out on the street and dragged every one who passed into the house and made them eat a dish of peaches.  “You have to help us or we will perish,” was his cry, and his manner was so wild that no one dared to resist him.


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