Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1845-10-18

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ians dome, aggERar , ELdF ia Il y SAID t & young
vile to her husband, 'affectionately ~twining
her arm around his neck kissing him.
lie looked up with a sad smile, and replied.
81 am almost out of heart, Mary. ! think
Of all pursuits, a physicians profession is the
worst. Here ] have been, week after week,
and month after month-and | may cay year
after year-waiting for practice, yet without
success. A lawyer may volunteer, in a cele-
brated case, and so make himself known but
a physician must sit patiently ID his Office, aud
if unknown, see men without half his acpuir-
menls rolling in wealth, while be perhaps 10
starving. And it will soon come 10 that,
be added bitterly, 'f | do not get employ
ment."
An unbidden tear stole into the wife's eye,
but she strove to smile and said.
"Do not d%espond, Ernest ; / know you have
been unfortunate SO far, but you have talents
aud knowledge to make your way as soon as
you get a start. And depend upon it," she
added with a cheerful look, ''that will come
when you least expect it."
80 you have told me often, but the lucky
hour has never Gomez said her husband des-
pondingIy. "And now every cent Of my little
fortune 10 expenIel ], and our credit will soon be
gone when it Is found that We do not pay.
What then is to become OF US -
Ernest was in a mood which the most san
guine sometimes experience, when disap-
pointment has crushed the spirit, and the
voice of hope is no longer heard within. HIS
wife would have given away to teBrs if she
had been alone !; but she felt the necessity of
sustaining him, and answered cheerfully,
"And what if every cent is gone! Have no
fear that we shall starye. God sent ravens TO
feed Elijah, and he will yet i~nterpose for our
aid. Trust in him, dear Ernest"
The husband felt rebuked, as she thus
spoke, and answered less despondingly.
"But really, Mary this want of success
would try the stoutest spirit. The mechan-
ic, the day laborer, the humblest farmer, is
sure of his food and raiment but | after
having spent years in study, have wasted
years beside waiting for practice and now
when all my foriune is gone, if resort to
other means of livelihood, | lose all that |
| have spent, both of time and money, and
| must forever abandon the idea Of pursuing my
profession. 1t is too hard !" and he arose and
| walked the room with rapid strides.
His wife sighed, and remained silenf1
But after a moment or w she arose and
went up to him, and fondly encircliDg him
with her arm, said.
"Dear Ernest, you must not worry yourself
so. You think it painful for me to bear pov-
erty, know or you would not take it so hard;
but a woman never regards such things when
she loves. A crust of bread, a log-cabin,
would be preferable to me if | shared them
with you, than a palace with any other. But
1t will not come to this. Something within
-. all $50 - 1900 - -
Have patience only for a little while longer.
There-there is a knock at the door now--it
may be for you.
AZ if her words had been prophetic, the liz.
tie girl, their only servant, appeared at this
crisis, aud said the doctor was wanted in a
very great hurry. With an e~xulting smile
his wife ran for his hat, and then sat down
with a beating heart to await his return.
II was Almost the first summons that the
young physician had received, tho he had re-
sided in the village for more than a year. The
place too was large and populous, but there
were several medical men OF large practice /
and all these combined put down their young
rival. More than once heretofore Ernest
would have abandoned the field in despair
but his young wife cheered him. though some
times her own heart felt ready to give up.
Mary Linwood was, indeed, that greatest of
all blessings, a good wife; she sympathized
with her husband, economical TO the Utmost,
and by her sanguine words chased despon-
dency from his heart.
Hour after hour she sat there awaiting her
husband, yet still he came not. At last dark
ness sat in and she began to feel uneasy. She
was about rising to go to the door, when she
heard her husbands foot on the step, and huT-
ryinp out she met him in the hall.
"God bless you, Mary, for an angel as you
are,' were his FIRST words IF it had not been
for you I should have given up long ago, and
now my fortune is made"
BreathIess with anxiety to hear al, yet not
unmindful of his probably wearled condition,
Mary hurried her husband into a little sitting
room where the tea things we're laid, and be-
gan to pour out the refreshing beverage with a
trembling hand, while Ernest told the history
of his days absence.
III found" he said, 81 was sent for to old
Governor Houston's-the richest and most IN
huential man, you know, in the countFy-and
when got there / learned 10 my surprise,
that the Governor had been thrown from his
carriage and was thought 10 be dying. All
the physicians of the town had been sent for,
one after another, but none could aid him. In
despair, his wife, without orders, had sent for
me. Isaw his emily chance for life depended
on a new and different operation, which none of
the older physicians had ever seen performed.
Luckily I had assisted at one when a student.
| stated what | thought could be done. The
old Governor is a man Of iron nerves, and
quick resolution, so when he heard the others
say they could do nothing for him he DETER
mined to commit himself to my hands. / sue.
cceeded beyond my hopes; even the other
physicians were forced TO acknowledge my
skill; and there is now nothing but care re-
CURED TO make my patient az well as ever,
On parting he put this roll Of notes in my
hand.''
Mary was in tears long before her husband
had finished his narration but her heart went
ID IN thankfulness to God for having thuR in
tefposed juss al The eriris when hops seemed