Judge — February 14, 1885 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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8 he he THE JUDGE. The Way of the Maid. Deserted is the bird encaged, Loving though be the hands that bound her; Shunned is the maiden when “ engaged” | Has throen its sacred glamour round her We played at tennis, climbed the bills And drifted on the bay together; She tutored 1 nd thrills, Ltaught her how to steer and feather. in sighs ‘The boating bored her, she | The management of our and rudder, took to riding—but my lot still Lo sigh and still to shudder: While she, unruttled and sedate, Rode, be devoid of Most naturally filled her plate, And voted Byron out of f 1, read And yet, she seemed to favor And so, when autumn, ruddy-t Had bidden fifty lovers flee, Mindless of fate I fe dly lingered ved to find her tender eyed. my path ere you bad cross'd it;—" * Have you no heart?” T reckless, eried,— She only blushed, and said,“ E've lost it.” a LIGHT LITERATURE, A Clinical Lecture. Mrs, Natomy’s husband is a doctor. ig an enthusiast in subject of medi | of Professor in one or two colleges. didn’t believe a word of it. “You needn’t tell her!” knew athing or two ye chicken pox, there was little patient was put carefully to bed. to watch at his crib-side to keep off any wan mother went out to shoppin; Mrs. Satomy noticed a furtive smile lurk. 1 He yl that relates to the ne, and holds the position of || course he presides over at least two clinics a week, and he seldom fails to have an interest- considered it a great sickness, and when her husband informed her that little Johnnie had nothing worse than chicken pox, she said she she guessed she and even if it was knowing what it might turn into if the child was not properly taken care of; so, much against his will, the Jeanette, his faithful nurse, wes deputed dering zephyrs that might creep in under the door, or through the key hole, while his fond lo a little necessary “THE UDG FSTION TO THE ing about the corners of the doctor’s mustache while she was taking all these precautions, but she d to being sniffed at, and treated with contumely, she eaid. ‘The smile didn’t trouble her, but the doc- tor’s evident anxiety to get her out of the way occasioned a feeling of surprise in her | breast, and she was actually struck dumb | with amazement, when he asked her if she | wanted any money. Of course, after such a | question, she soon recovered her power of speech, and, of course, she told him that she'd | like to see the time she didn’t want mone Scooping in an extra ten dollars, she was soon on her way down town, and then her hus- band commenced his operations. Telling Jeanette to wrap a blanket around Johnnie, and to put some kind of a hat on his head, he summoned his coupe, and soon | the trio, Jeanette, the doctor, and the} Chicken-pox, were on their way to Fairview hospital. Jeanette’s Flemish-French brain was bothered to know what it all meant, and what Madame would and Johnnie was de- lighted at the sudden turn in his affairs. ‘They soon reached the hospital, and here Johnnie was taken before a lot of students— exhibited, and examined, and, as Jeanctte expressed it, the doctor preached a sermon | about him. This over, the nurse and the boy were placed in the coupe and driven | home. i} ing subject up for discussion, er iy Natomy was dono from. the Now it happened that once upon a time | ere ena th Le Stiea ten aollare to guei | the son and heir to the Natomy’s fell sick, | Se He had that extra ten dollars to spend, | with a great sickness, at least Mrs. Natomy | aud just as she reached her own door step, | up drove the doctor's carriage. To her horror and astonishment she saw her well-beloved son wrapped in blankets, | and with a last eummer’s straw hat on his on his head seated in the vehicle on Jeannette’s lap. She also saw all the neighbor's heads stick- ing out of numerous windows, Her first thought was that the house must be on fire, and that they were escaping with Johnnie, and she was so frightened that she couldn’t tell whether the horse was coming or going. But no, the house was still there, there was no smoke, and Jeanette was opening the carriage door. tl “Oh, Madame, it was not my fault, vous assure,” exclaimed the bonne. ‘ THIRD AVENUR STREET-CAR LINE. was Mensieur le docteur who said to me, make ready ze boy. Ly thistime they were all inside the house, Johnnie, none the worse for wear, was placed in his erib. Then Jeanette explained to the pale and frightened mother all about **2e hospital ” and ‘ze sairmon,” and it gradually began to dawn upon Mrs. Natomy that her husband had actueally dared to tke her only son, the pride of her'life, to one of his horrid nasty clinies. She wonldn’t live with such aman! She would get a divorce, she said, and then after she had wept about six dollars worth, the doctor came in, She cried; he laughed, and Johnnie lay in his erib enjoying the scene. ° Mrs.Natomy still lives with her husband. There is no divorce, but there is another | little Natomy, The doctor will wait along time, however, before he gets another chance to kidnap his own son. If either of the children is sick, Mra. Natomy keeps an eye upon him, till the doctor is well out of doors, and she declares it will be a cold day when she again furnishes a subject for a hospital clini A Doctor's Diary. ‘Tnxonry vs. Practice. Two passages from the di doctor, from which it app ence between the theor, cine is thirty y ry of a country rsthat the differ- 'y and practice of medi- yy , or thereabouts: — April 1, °1854.—This day enter on the practice of medicine. In other words it is to-day that I dedicate myself to the service of humanity; and in order that I may con- scientiously meet the awful responsibility of my position, I do hereby resolve to make the following rales the guide of my life and practice: Deal openly with your patient Never deceive them, Consult only their welfare, never their whims, When you have a difficult case, ponder it day and night. Let your fee be the last thing you think of. Avoid profane language and strong drink. Never so much as look at the tongue of a patient, or make out his bill without a due sense of ihe solemnity of the occasion. comicbooks.com