Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1845-01-24

and art are unshackled; when mind is free;
we may without irreverence pronounce,
as to the possible products of human in
vention: We know not what day or
an hour may bring forth
ANEcDorE OF Sol. SM1TH.-The Cin>
einna'i Enquirer tells the following laugh.
able anecdote of Sol Smith. the waggish
bu. worthy manager of the ST. Charles in
this city. Gould horse be taught to read
and understand the joke. we would charge
high for insuring his bride against break
ages during the perusal,
Sol was SO desperately i'll in this city
last summer, that death and he were for
weeks playing at game in which both
parties were so dead amach that the false
move OH either side would have fatally
decided the wager. Sol is acknowledged
to be an excellent player, but death has
had grea! experience in his time. and Of
ten makes tremendous hits Sol played
too, at great disadvantage, having to carry
on the game on the fla: OF his back, while
his adversary stood bolt uprigh. before
him, displaying his points in the strongest
light. At length Sol became somewhat
doub,fult about his next more, and called
in the aid of a celebrated physician-as
skilful man as this or any other city can
boast. Let me feel your pulse said the
Doctor. Sol stretched out, what in better
days had been his arm. Hum you
should have sent for me before Do
your best now,' replied the sick man.
For whole week there was no appear
ance OF amendment in poor Sol. The Doc.
tor would come, feel his pulse, look at his
tongue, order him to take-no,hings and
depart. Out of all patience, Sol said one
morning. give me something, Doctor:
dom, let me lie here and die without an
effort to break the fever The Doctor
| wrote prescription. What's this 2 said
the patient I'll swallow no drugs l
don't know the ingredients Of It's feb
rifuge.' said the physician briefly. "A
wha. ? "A febrifuge.' 'Febrifuge feb
rifuge ! repeated the patient slowly and
musingly-' Hum and you have been
coming here daily for week, and you
now give me. fehrirnGn pe e~0i e
nough TO hand me tina, purse on the table!
thank you-how much is your fee 2
The Doctor started. How much do |
owe you, say ?-you don't understand
| my case, and will insist on your leaving
me- Mr.. Smith, exclaimed the Doc
tor, fearing the fever had disordered his
head Stop said Sol; you won't take
the money! then send in your bill and re-
tire, beg of you The physician look
ed with commisseralion Oh the suffering
man, Blu. observing the fire fash from hi:
sunken sockets, Withdrew will, naughty
bow.
Half an hour afterwards Logan came in
and found Sol repeating in every variety
of indignant tone Febrifuge febrifuge!
the ignorant quack!-give me febrifnge!
, What do you think, Logan !-lha. llcen
sed assassin, after considering my ease fo
week, has just found out that I'm troub
, led with yornas and has prescribed ?
febrifuge Worms who ever heard o.
r any body but molasses. candy. sucking chill
dren having worms?'
'Febrifuge! worms!' said Logan in sur
prise haven't you made some mistake
y Febrifage is any medicine intended It
f cure fever aren't you thinking of vcsmi
4 fuge 2 oh, Lord = groaned Sol, yer
mifuge, that's what meant; I've made
! mistake call back the Doctor must be!
a his pardon. But why in the name of hea
: ven don't they give christian names L
II their ID drugs 2