The Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1822-1829, 1827-01-11

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which contained one ounce and half of
distilled water. Tom rose and shook
me warmly by the hand as entered the
room but his eye had LOST the anima-
ton il displayed when we first rccog-
Missed one another III the park and he
was more emaciated than | had anticipa-
ted should find him. l am truly
grieved to find You in this plight, my
dear friend ! SAID l. glancing my eye
upon the garniture of the little table /;
what are your complaints 2 All :
rephedhe, forcinga faint smile, there's
the rub Were my complaints but
known, there would be no difficulty III
curing them. Al least, SO says DIR.
frogsfoot, who, however, assures me
that it is gastric affection and that
the uneasy state of my head is merely
symptomatlc, depending ON the conneN-
ion between The par vagum, the sym
tomato nerve, and the great semilunar
ganglion.' saw had hitupon a wrong
key. My learning, my dear Tom,
said |, docs not enable me TO follow
you into the depths of physic which
these terms imply Il know nothing
of them either replied he; | only
give you the doctors words He, how
ever, with the greatest politeness, chang
ed the matter of our discourse, which
gradully become extremely animated !;
and taking me kindly by the hand, as
rose to depart, he acknowledged that my
visit had done him an essential service /;
that the pain in his eye, which he was
apprehenslvc was an inclpient cataract,
had completely left him; and he ean-
estly begged thatl would repeat my Wis
it every evening whilst | remained in
town. My hand was upon the handle
of the room-door, and lac had rang the
bell for his servant to attend me 10 the
sreet-door, when | turned round, re-
collecting that | had not inquired after
his mother; and merely asked how
and where she was 2 lie started up,
and approached me. You must said
he, sit down only for ten minutes, to hear
that part of my story | sat down ac-
cordingly. You know that vile fellow
Bous but | am forgetting looking
at the watch, : it is time to take my pills
and draught.' He instantly placed one
of the pillsupon his tongue, and washed
it down with a draught, which he emp
tied into his mouth from the phial, with
out evincing the least reluctance to ii in
any feature of his face and having set
down, again began his narrative
The Doctors visits are most charac-
toristcally detailed 1--WE would swear, if
needful, by a very clever Doctor.) To
one Of themthe hypochondriac had learn
eddy told all his symptoms, and ailments.
| heard (says the writer) with amaze
mcnt, Toms knowledge OF diseases,
and their names; the doctor listened 10
him with patience and at the end of
each sentence CALCULATED Ayr lie
then made a few remarks told him that
he must be galyanlsed again on the fol-.
lowing day ; wrote on "A sheet Of paper,
Pcrgat IN uSu mcdiCia mentmum ;'took
his fee said Good day. in his soft law
voice, with agentle smile on his features;
and again gently inclinng his head, left
the room. This is really too much,'
said Tom, as the door closed upon
frogsioot 4; that is the tenth fee which
l have given the doctor, without re-
celvlng any more satisfaction than you
have heard to day, or one new prescrip-
ton. As for his galvansm-my skin is
eXcorated with the heat on il where the
brushes are placed and am certain,
that if that hot steam is passed through
my spine and liver much longer, | shall,
be burnt to a ciDder. will write him
this instant, to discontinue his attend
ance and procure some other advice.
DO you know any good physician, my
dear Dick 2 As was convinced that
This hasty determination ofpoor Wundef-
lch's afforded me an excellent opportu-
nifty to try the effects Of change Of air,
scene, and social intercourse, in divert
ing his mind from his corporeal ailments,
III which | could not help thinking that
fancy had a considerable share, told
him that | knew an excellent physician,
who lived near me IN the country, and
who | was satisfied could cure him.
This plot for journey is disappoint-
ed by fancied spasms, and thousand
other ills that flesh is Tor may imagine
itselfto be- heir TO. In twelve days the
poor invalid has several physicians, and
we cannot help thinking they may be re-
cogniscd in the portrait--the last Mr.
Mybook, evidently Mr.. Albernclhy.
We however pass to the end of the tale.
IT VAS not until the end of August,
whilst was busted in preparing for the
shooting season, that | again heard of
Tom Wunderlich. | was thinking, one
morning at my breakfast, how much
was to blame for having neglected so
long to inquire after him, and wonder
ing whether he was now well enough
to bring down a partridge, when a letter
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