The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1832-12-18
From the Diary ia Physieian.
THE BOXER.

mandsd my services, proved to he but one
Bill--, IA notorious boxer, who, in
returning that evening from a great prize
fight, had been thrown out of his gig, tbs
horse having been frightened by the light
ming, and the rider besides much the
worse for liquor, had his ancle dreadfully
dislocated. He had been taken up by
some passengers and conveyed with great
difficulty 10 his own residence, a public
h. use, not three minutes walk from where
! lived. The moment entered the tap
room, which had to pass on my way to
the staircase, ] heard his groans, or
rather howls, over head. The excite
ment Of in.oxication, added 10 the ago.
MES occasioned by the accident, had
driven him, i was told, nearly mad. He
was utiering the most revolving execra-
tions as entered his room. lie damned
himself--his i'll luck-(for il seemed he
had lost considerable sums on the fght)
the CONFERENCE.-The horse that threw
him-every thing, in short, and every
body about him. The sound of the
thunder was sublime music to me, and
the more welcome, because it drowned
the blasphemous believing Of the mon
s,er l was visiting. Yes-there lay the
burly boxer, stretched upon the bed, with
none Of his dress removed, except the
boo, from the limb that was injured-his
new blue coat with glaring yellow but
tons, and drab knee-breeches, soiled with
the street mud into which he had been
precipitated-his huge limbs writhing in
restless agony over the bed-his fists
clencked, aud his fiat, iron-featured face
swollen and distorted with pain and rage.
But good woman said |, pausing at
the door, addressing myselfto the boxers
wife, who, wringing her hands, had con-
Quoted me up stairs Il assure you am
not the person you should have sent to-.
It's surgeons, not a physicians case |;
l fear can't do much for him-quite
out Of my way
'Oh for Gods sake-for tho love of
God don't say so gaspsd the poor crea-
ture, with affrighted emphnsis-Oh do
something for him, or he'll drive US all out
Of our senses--he'll be killing us!'
do something!' roared out my patient,
who overheard the last words Of his wife,
turning his bloated face towards me---'do
something, indeed aye, and he - to
you! Here, here--look ye Doctor
look We here u he continued, poiating to
the wounded foot, which all crushed and
displaced, and the stocking soaked with
blood, presented a shocking appearance
Hook here, indeed !--all, that -
horse that--horse y his teeth gnash-
ed, and his right hand was lifted up,
clenched with fury-'if don't break ev-
cry bone in his - body, as soon AS ev-
er can stir this cursed leg again =
l felt, for moment, ms though ! had
entered the very PIT and presence of Sa-
tan, for the lightning was cleaning over
his ruffianly figure necessarily, and the
thunder rolling close overhead, while he
was speaking.
Hush hush you'll drive the Doctor
away! For PHYS sake, hold your tongue,
or DR.. - won't come into the room to
you ! gaspsd his wife, dropping on her
knees beside him.
'Ha, ha Let him. go! Only let him
stir a step, and lame rs am, - me, if
I don't jump out of bed, and teach him
ciyility Here you Doctor, as you call
yourself, what's to be done?' Really, l
was too much shocked at the moment, to
know. | was half inclined to leave the
room Immediately, and had fair plea
for doing SO, in the surgical nature Of the
case but the agony Of the fellows wife
induced me to do violence to my own
feelings, and stay After directing a
person to be sent off, in my name, for the
nearest surgeon, addressed myself to
my task, and proceeded to remove the
stocking. His whole body quivered with
the anguish it occasioned; and ! saw
such fury gathering in his features that
l began to dread lest he might rise up in
sudden phrsnzy, and strike me.
'Oh oh! oh curse your clumsy
hands ! You don't know no more nor
child he groaned. what you're abou, !!
Leave il leave it alone Give over
with ye Doctor --, tsay, be off,
'Mercy, mercy, Doctorr sobbed his
wife. in whisper, fearing from my mo-
mentary pa-ss, that l was going to take
her husband at his word: 'Don't go a.
way Oh go on: 60 on Ii must be
done, you know! Never mind what he
says, he 10 only little worse for liquor
now and--nnd, then the paini Go on
Doctor! He'll thank you the more for it
Tomorrow
wife Here y shouted her husband.
The woman instantly stepped up to him.
lie stretched out his Herculean arm, aud
grasped her by the shoulder.
so, you -, I'm drunk, am I : I'm
drunk. eh--you lying --!' he exclaIm-
ed, and jerksd her violently away, right
across the room to the door, where the
poor creature fell down, but presently