Logansport Pharos-Tribune from Logansport, Indiana on January 27, 1895 · Page 7
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Logansport Pharos-Tribune from Logansport, Indiana · Page 7

Logansport, Indiana
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Sunday, January 27, 1895
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DOCTORS Sitflr^V ^vi-MMfc ii'ii?*tv. £ ^n- ClIAPTKU I.—DR. OT,ADB'S TREATMK.VT. "Was that Miss Glade 1 saw driving- as I unmo in?" asked Maj. I'a.ss- aorc, rcmovinff hi.s ^Irisws. "It was Dr. Cilade," replied his sister. "Doctor; 'fiicljfel The idea of callinjr L younff woman fresh from college a [loctor." JIaj. Passmore was a tall, gray-haired Ikeptie of si.\t3'; his sister, Ruth, a phrinkin;;- lit'tle spinster of fifty. "Well, what did she say? Is Connio |my better?" asked the major, testily. "Dr. Glade said she was making 1 satisfactory progress." ^ress! Hum! It's my belief she's I'ettin,';- weaker every day." • "Now, Rogvr, you know better." ";N'ow, Uiith, yon will pardon my bluntness, but your simple faith in this Miss Glartc is extremely childish." "£>/: (.Hade has done her good," said Vunt Ruth, assertively. "Not a bit. We have been at Hastings now a month; her cough has ?rown worse, her cheeks paler, she'a j Qoro languid and indilTerent and her netite is entirely pone." L's taken time to comprehend her "Rubbish! Dr. l/ancewood understood her ease, and it's my opinion yon nude a grave mistake when yon left fliome and took the case out of hi.s hands." "Dr. Lancewood did nothing 1 to benefit her; and, besides, he recommended [I fastings." "Uut not a female practitioner; who, I'm eonvineed. is letting 1 her drift into consumption. So I've sent for Dr. |Lancowood to come down." "What will Dr. lllade think?" "I don't care wlmt .!//.« Glade thinks. Connie's life is in danger, and I sh'nn't •put up with this IVmininc nonsense any llong-er. I xvrotc to him yesterday, and lasked him to wire when lie could come Idown," "Well, all I can say is, it's an iusult Ito Dr. Glade. And it I were in her Icor-vritoni'. IHO-t.l I "\VIIY, OLA.DK, HOW KNOW THAT? COUTD YOU |o, I should throw up the cnso,"said Rutli Passroore, indignantly, as Tsho loft, the room. IVInj. Rojrer nucl Miss llxith I'nssmore, I of Fussrnore Grunge, Hampshire, were J tho guardians of their nieee, Miss Con- I stanee Pus-sniore, who had been Julius I Eince the- Christians -festivities. Dr, I Ltince\vood, their local praetitioner, I had been unable to discover anything (•seriously the matter with the young 1 lady, so that when Aunt Iluth sue;-, passing- the month of .March a1 I Eastings, lie readily admitted it mig-ht | do her jrood. Constance Pasv.more was I an heire.ss; a roiiu.titio, frayilo liioudc of twonty; be.ing- somewhat de?ieate, sho had boon :i pcttotl child; and noth- in£f that wealth and devotion could pro| cure had been denied her as a girl. When Dr. Helen (Undo took her case In hand, sho was greatly perplexed ho\\ to prescribe for tlie symptoms. Bui gradually she beijan to see that it was • an ailment seldom met with in hospital practice, wfftlo the remedy was not tc he found in the Pharmacopxia. She prescribed :i mild tonic, and applied hei own personal sympathy until sho had \7ou the g-irl's coufidence. J The morning that Maj. Tassmore had teen traducing her, Dr, Glade hr\d di- . ngnosed Connie's complaint and set- I tied -upon a decisive remedy. ] Dr. Uelen Glade was a graceful, self- reliant, pale-featured woman of tiventj-- six, with dark, glossy hair brushed a; .smoothly over her brow ns its rippling tendency would permit. She said tc Connie, on calling that morning: .' "I think, .my dear, I fully comprehend your cn.se now. Little by littlo 1 j have learned where you got the germs ; of the fever which is prostrating ! i e did '1 get it?" asked the in- ! Pa, languidly recliningon a couch, j 'While decorating the Christmas tree, i from your cousin." I "Oh Dr. Glade!" rising on her elbow, 1 . her transparent cheeks aflame. • "Pardon me, ray dear, but a physician to be of any use to tho patient most have her full confidence. Did you .<>„ WE KXOW EACH OTnslj ArJu . ;jJ>v ." not feel the first symptoms then?" "Yes, hut more the night after," shy- would object to a consultation regard- j_ . f iug Connie's case, with our family phj- ' ."Which was Christmas; there had sician?" ifceen aiamily party. For three days! ^'Certainly .not," repyed Dr. Wade, ,.''„•'..- ' 't ' • M ' ~ . ' - •> .i,!..i:i ',1'allL'i- lia.it been very attentive. Am I ri.-rlit?" Her patient noddo^l assent. "On <.'!iristm:is uiglil, after having li.... M ; .t| ,!;!,; Vi'i'v mr-iTV. f,'iCotions, tmil lievuteil. you found yuur.M.-Kes aloce in tin- —tin: conservatory?" ••>."u, it war, the library." ".\li, llie library. Yes, well?" "I had been reading'The Newcomus,' and I asked him if he had ever read it.. And he said lie had just linishcd it. Wasn't it odd?" "It was. .So lie asked you how you liked HUiel Xewcoinc?" "Yes he did. llow strangely you hit upon thinys." "And he compared you to Kthel (only you were much prcl.ticr), and said: 'If 3'ou could only love him as lithcl did Clivi. 1 , he would be the happiest fellow in tlie world.'" "Why, Dr. Glndc, how could you know that'." "Merc conjecture, my dear. Hut that ili.-:ir old 'Xeweomcs'is responsible for I many an ill-starred romance in rea life. And so yon said you could, and you were ifiigaged." ".\'o."- Connie shook her head sadly "Then, what happened—a quarrel?" "Oil, no. When Walter spoko to Uncle Roger, he wtu, in a great rage, land —arid said lie should never consen to it. Walter left the next day—and" —with a sob—"we have never seen each other since. And uncle won't let mo mention his name." Dr. Glade regarded her a moment reflectively, and then said: "What is your cousin?" "A medical student at King'scollege, London." "His name is Walter—cr—?" "Walter Plyne. His mother was poor mamma's sister. Mamma's relations are all poor.'' "Thank yon, my dear, for your confidence. 1 can now proscribe for you, I hope, with more success." The next day when she called, Dr. Glade said to Aunt Jiuth: "I should like Miss Connie to drive with me this afternoon. [ find she wants rousing, and her mind diverting- from the subject which I believe you know is dc- pr->ssin<j her." "Yes, J know what you mean," said Aunt Ruth; "I wish she could forget it." '•I am comparatively at leisure from two until four in tho afternoon, and I shall be glad of her company then." Thi-it afternoon Dr. Glade and her • charming; patient drove along the sea front in her victoria. 1'or some time the giv.1 did not spontaneously respond to her companion's cheerful conversation; but as they were turning they met old Dr. Wrench driving with his new assistant. As they passed both gcntlemnn raised their hats. Connie eagerly grasped Dr. Glnde's hand, and asked: "Who wa.s that gentleman?" "Old Dr. Wrench and hi.s assistant." "Hut I \ • other—it is Waller!" her checks sinuU-nly ag-low with warm piak tints. "Your L'ousin Walter','" "Yes'. Do you think he noticed me?" "Oh, he must have done so, for he didn't notice tno." "Me lonkcd pale, didn't he?" "I don't think- so," said Dr. Glade, re- llectivi-ly. "And his mustache has grown longer." "Has hi- got one? 1 didn't notice it.'' "Oh yt.'S, dark and curly. I low long lias lie boon with Dr, Wivneli?"« "Only a short time, I briirvo." "He must have obtained his degree." "l.'orlainly, or Dr. Wrench would not have oii.Tai.7od him." "Oli, I'm so g'hul! For poor Walter has had such a struggle—it is so expensive—and the examinations so difficult." .For the remainder of the drive Miss Connie's animation was in marked contrast with her lassitude earlier in the day. The following afternoon, when Dr. Glade called, Aunt J-itilh timorously said: "Will you come into tlie library. Dr. Glade? My brother wished to speak with you about Connie.". "Yes," said Uncle Roger, when they were all three closeted together. "I— 1 oui i rwiiiy aon-ctmnK it necessary." "Possibly not," broke in Uncle Roger, brusquely, "but for my Oivn satisfaction, J should prefer it." "Oh, then by all mean?, let as havu the consultation—-for your own satisfaction"—replied Dr. Glade, with the faintest tone of irony in the last three rrords. While driving that afternoon. Dr. Glade called at the hospital, and asked Connie to go with her to the children's ward, as there were no infections cases, and it might interest her. To Connie's surprise, thu3' found Dr. Wrench's assistant there, and, to her still greater surprise, lie came up and greeted Helen as if he had known her some tinie. "Permit me." said Dr. Glade, "to introduce you to a patient of mine: Miss I'assmore; this is Dr. Plyne." "Oil, we-—wo know each other," stammered the young 1 man. "Ha! then it is all the better. Will you kindly explain the ward to Miss Passmore, while 1 transact a little business with tlie matron. I know you will excuse me, my dear," with :Lknow- ing glance at Connie, and then Dr. Glade hastened awav. The lovers were so completely surprised ami embarrassed, they stood speechless for some moments, then the girl said: "llow strang-e it seems. Walter, to hear you called Doctor Plyiie.' 1 "Yes, I—1 iim hartlly used to it myself, yet," Then he lapsed into silence again, and she caught him furtively examining her features, as she was trying to scan his. "1 am so g-lail, Wai—Dr. Plyne—you have gut your degree," she observed at length. "Oh, tliank you, Connie. J thought you would be, that is why I Sent you word." "Sent me word? 1 only learned of it yesterday, from Dr. Glade." "Didn't you receive the notice I sent you from Kings?" "No. I received nothing." "That is queer. It must have been lost in the mails," he said, gravely. "What a pity, for I should have been awfully glad to hear of your success." Walter reflected a moment (he knew "Did you not understand you were to consult with a lady?' 1 "Yes. yes; but I expected an older one than you are, Helen." There was a tenderness in the way lie pronounced her name thai touched her. but she smothered it, and frigidly broke in with: "Pardon m-,-, I muse usk you not to "u^c mv Christian name." "Oh, very well," he answered, rcd- dr.nin;.'. "but V once had tbv: priv- ih-jrc -" "Which yuu forfeited—and therefore it is indelicate to assume it now."' "I never forfeited it., nor shall I ever relinquish it—in my own self-cumniuu- j ion with'you—as you were in the old days." he replied with some forvor. '•J pivfer not to discuss follies of the past," she said with indifference. "Let us cunlhiu ourselves lo the consultation." *'As you please." he said wiiii resignation. "Will you examine the patient?" "1 have already done s-o, last night." "Doue so! Examine my patieut without my being present!" exclaimed Helen, astonished. "KxcUM! me, -i»y patient.' "l.'nrdo:! me, mil patient. 1 must say I never heard of such a breach of professional etiquette!" "What nonsense: She was lirst an- il or my care." "IJut you gave her up." "Only temporarily." "Even so, you were nut justified in making 1 an examination without my presence," she said, her eyes flashing angrily. "lla, hn! Well, upon my word, you're as imperious as ever, Helen—" "Dr. Lancewood, 1 must insist upon—" "My culling you doctor," he said, with plajful raillery. ' ; l should be warranted in giving- up the case after that." "Oli, pray don't! for you're eonch;et- ing the case very well, vcrv well in-' deed." Helen was still more indignant at Unclu Koffer hud destroyed it) and then ronuirkud, us if to ch:m<?o the subject: '•You li:ivu boon ill, Connie?" "Who told you?" I.Ic smiled fuiutly us lie. replied: "My medie;il training 1 must have been re- rniss, if I could not discover that without a stethoscope." "Do I. look—cv—so Jaded, Walter?" "Oh no, not exactly faded; but something 1 like a budding- rose dcprivcu of the sun's rays," u. si'milr r.eiiivr the truth th.-m he thought. When Dr. Glade presently juincd them, tliey were conversing without tlie slightest cnibarrassmcnt. That : l'M SO Gf.AD YOU IFAVE GOT YOUR DE- OIJEE," SHE SAID. afternoon, as they were returning from their drive, the doctor said to her patient; "Weil, my dear, how do yo-a like my new treatment?" "Oh, Dr. G-'.adc, did you know that Wnltcr was here?" "Possibly ! did; what then?" "Then 3-011 arc a. perfect dear of a physician. I could hug you for it!" exclaimed Connie rapturously. "Xot here in the carriage, deav. I know how you feel: for. as a Yankee friend of mine would say: 'I've been tliar" myself.' An revoir until tomorrow." this patronising compliment and said, with hauteur: "1 did not ai-k for your opinion, Dr. Lancewood." "Then what are we consulting for, Dr. Chide?" with humorous twinkle in his eyes. "2sot for my .satisfaction, I assure you." "Jhit it is for mine, Helen—cr— Dr. Glnde, for 1 never enjoyed a consultation more, I assure you—" "Will you oblige me by confining your observations to our patient." "Our patient is good; it's a slight concession, but'twill serve." "What have yon to suggest about—" "Our patient?" In: broke in, facetiously. "As you choose—about Miss Connie Passmorc's illness?" "Well, Dr. Glade, to speak bluntly, lihere are symptoms of tuberculosis." "Oh! Oh, indeed!" cried Helen, faintly ironical. "That you had discovered, J presume." •'No, I can't say 1 had." "Eh? You don't mean to sa.y you disagree with my conclusion?" "1 do, decidedly." "Have you examined her?" "Yes. More than once." "And yet you have not hit upon the source and cause of her prostration?" "Oh, yes, I have." with nn air of triumph. "Her lungs are tainted with—" "Fudge! Xot the slightest." "Well, upon my word! Such—such downright egotism is-—" "Quite masculine," sarcastically. "Hah! I'll throw up the ca:>e!" "Thank you." "I thank the fates our nfTair never gDt beyond a—a—flirtation." "So do 1; a mere flirtation," "Enough of that," lie sa.id, completii- for infants and Children. OTHERS, Do You Know *<«.*. Batemon's Drops, Godfa-y's Cordial, zu.iny so-called Sootbias SjTUps, and most remedii?s for ciUldrvu lire composeJ of opium or nrorpbiEO ? Do You Kmo-w lhat opium and tnorphlue are s:uiX'0'i»S rjircotic poisons ! Do Ton Know that, in most countries drupKist-s lire uot jx-'rmi't.xl to :<el! niircotics without labeliiis tlicm poisons 1 Do ~7nn Knoiv Uuit you should not permit auy uu-dicmo to be gi\-tu yoxir cWli unless you or your physician k-nou' of what, it is C-OQIposed ? Do You Know CJiat C.ts-Jo.-ia is a purelj- ii-selabli- pn-p.-i.-iition, and Ui.ii a list ot its Insredionts is published wiLb o\xrj" bottle ? Po You Knivre- Uiat Gictorin. is tlio prvscription of tin- famous Dr. Samuel ritcher. Tlmt it bos been in USL-for nearly thirty yours, mid that, more Castoria i* now sold tban of all otlier remedies for children conjblsod ? Do You Know that Uio Patent Office Deparunent of thi> CniU'd. Stau-s, .-uid of other countries, havo issued exclusive right to Dr. Pitcher and his apsigns to uso tlio word " Castoria " and its formula, and that to imitate them is a state prison ofTi-nw ? . PQ Yon Know that one of the reasons for granting Mils government proicv iiun -IVHS because Castoria had been proven to bo abntolntoly harmless? Do Yon Know that 35 average doses of Castori.i art- '"< 'iis!u-.! for 35 cent*, or one cent a doso T Do Yon Know that when possessed of this perfmt prepnrntion, your ibfldren m»j- be kept well, and tbat you may have unbroken rest f Well, theno things are worth knowing. They are facts. The fac-»imllo rignntnre of Children Cry for Pitcher's Castoria. f or Sale by W. cii.U'ri'i: n.—TiiK DOCTORS iMs.u;juc>:, AND TIIK.X— When Dr. Lancewood assented to a consultation with Dr. Glade, he little knew what a trial was in store for him. Some years before he was a man. of thirty: a clever, casy-g-oing, prosperous London modicnl coach; he fell seriously in love with one of his pupils, a charming, ambitions gii^J about twenty. But through her jealousy of another young lady pupil they quarreled, and she had refused hiui. Afterwards Dr. Lance-wood bought a good practice in Hampshire, where he had fettled; and often felt the need of a helpmate,"for bachelor doctors are not favored by prudish old rnuids or anxious mammas with' growing 1 daughters. Aunt Ruth led Dr. Helen Glade to the library when she eailed the next day, and introduced her to Dr. Lance•wood. Instantly there was a. mutual recognition between tlie ex-coach and bis former pupil, but neither of them orally acknowledged the fact, until Aunt Ruth closed the door and left them, when Dr. Lancewood asked, with ill-eoncoaled'amusement: "Did I understand Miss Passmorc to sayj>. Glade?" 1 "Yon did, Dr. Lancewood," replied Helen, with chilling- politeness.- "Kcally, I—I am surprised. Helen— Miss Glade—that is, Dr. Glade." "Why are you surprised?'" "I did not expect this—I—"* He continued to look at her with an incredulous smile, ming-led with admiration for her beauty, her self-possession and her professional style, which she assumed with elegance, it secmtsd to him., ,- - •• :,. . ly ba.flled by her indiJTc'ronce. consider the patient." "Let us anxious to ki-.o\v \v'i.!t yon have ered about Miss !'a . -::iniv " "And you will ii.sti-n io it without prejudice?" slio a-kcd. mechanically taking u. .scut on-iliv- opposite side uf ,Uie table. "Certainly I will." "Very well then, since you concede Tin entitled tn an opinion. 1 will give you my diagnosis." Thereupon Helen related Connie's love story, and dwelt upon liowsho had improved since meeting Walter Plyne. When she had finished Dr, Lancewood exclaimed: "Well. I dechirel I should never h::vi: looked at her cn.se in that light." "Of coi;r.-.c not. Men have .such touyh. leathern hearts llu-y rarely think of Uu; female organ U'ii:,', r ;-o much more fragik- ami sensitive." "Th'.-yj you believe her lungs are sound?" "Cjuite sound yet. but f a.li.ill they are delicate." "'l.'heiv can be no douhl of il-.::t," he Miiil. mu--ing]y. playir,;,' v/i'Ji thv paper k::ift:. "lior mo: ln.-r. iou <.-f i:o::M:m]Hi..i so hi.-r :u::it toM i:u \vill pmvi-r: .'.'li ;-::!:ipvre<i frc ivi"! ii:.-.apiM:nt>:it , t.:l:e> in I:r::r'i. E. L. N., in Kate Field's Washington, quotes :•. friend who has often stayed with the Lcsscps family as .-say ing- that the count never seemed to lose sight of the education of his children, even in. the smallest detail. One morning at breakfast :i beautiful Dresden teacup was broken. "Ah!" cried the countess, "a disaster.' Two more of that set will now be broken. It always happens- so." "Are you so .superstitious," asked tho count, "as really to believe thai- two more will be broken?" "1 know it." "Tlii'ii lot us get it oil' our minds.'' And. t.'il'ing two of tlie cups by tin; handh-s, bedashed them together The anger ami dismay of UK- countes. 1 proved i.-unclusively tlinl. scriously he'ul l-i her snp also loosed any hold the in- had noi- i-.-iitiun. It- ::l/MirJ idiut -if tin. 1 ithi!- — Ta l<-i:l tilde, but ou.s .M-TI. • :)urU);ed lil'i-'s u-::ipi:stii' rl I -.'.'il/i "I A.M SURl'KISKU, HKLi:.V." •-.Uut J understood you to relinquish the case." "1 do, I do," mechanically putting- on hi!,'gloves. "I leave it to you." "Thanks. 1 believe I can satisfa.0- torilj- conduct it." "To the undertaker," he said sneer- infrly, pacing- the room, as he struggled with his gloves. "Xo, to the chitrcli,'' she retorted smiling. "The churchyard," sarcastically. '•Xo, to the chancel," a whimsical smile plaj'ing- about her lips. "Jih, chancel? What do you mean'/" He paused with his hand on tiic door knob. "That concerns mv patient." disdainfully. "But 1 shall have to m2i:c some re- j>ort to Maj. Passmurc." "Tell him we disagree." siv- ;• • lied, undisguisedly enjoying- hi.s •.'!' •• : :n. "Mow. Helen, why will v- • •; 5v; reasonable? You are concealing something- from me. In spite of your perversity, I--J love you." She could have melted then, but. mth an effortj. calmly,said: "Letus stiek,to'.the. patent, please." "Xo,-eonfound the patient! I've given op the patient Xow sit down. Kttlen, and I'll listen to your opinion with all the respect I'd g-ive to—" "Will you, indeed?" archly. .-ir. i::;tthu !'. t - h:.:- been i tlie cradle: i: .-hi- invels I;' s!:e is ril- i.iV.-i.-i t:> I.)'";.,! ;;:;.( ;-,-; J:H-. -Is silO has ilouii for the last three months, and further weaken an already delicate constitution, we may expect an attack on her -weakest organs, the lungs." "Admim with you." Helen was flattered. In spite of an effort at cool indifference, her cheeks glowed with pleasure at this snonta/- ncous acknowledgment. Still, sho tried to deprecate his compliment by saying: "That is only n feminine practitioner's .view." "Nevcthcless. rational. Xow what do you propose doing— -what do you advise?" He saw the advantage he had gained, and astutely followed it up with deferential scquicsence. "Well." said Helen, with that gratification which tvery woman feels when the man sho loves appi-als to her judgment. ."we should advise .Maj. Pass- morij to withdraw his opposition to her lover. If he doesn't, wi.- cannot be responsible for tho i^.-.'i.'^lneno'.'s." "Thit is right." !i-.- :isser;u..U. "There really was no need of a consultation yon had mastered the ease so completely. I must confess I should never have sought for the trouble in that direction." [TO I!E W.VTIXC3ED.] -. . ercunai isorr . . Rheumatism l^ t ^ relief •n:il:. :L J< iii-- t 1 uM els*: hnn f from u bcv . a wliJ uiTorcl d. iiitnct-of Morcartnf | . . more than twictj Umlr imturnl t-i7.o, ciui^lnc tlic- njostt'vcniciuilntr (ml JIM. 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