The Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1852-1853, 1853-06-22
TERRY AND HIS COURTSHIP

DR.. Dixon. iu his last 'Scalpel." gives
some professional "reminiscences, under the
head of 'Scenes in City Practice from
which we extract'the following serio-comic
sketch of Glove and Poison"
II is often difficult to understand our
Irish patients; SO strangely do the tragic
and the comic seemto be combined in their
erratic natures. A scene | once witnessed
will never be erased from my memory. |
have repeatedly had my gravity overcome
by it upon some serious occasions, and
have more than once been obliged to hide
my face inmy Lands, to pass muster as a
sane man.
A young Irish girl with wild shrek and
and an och hone, and all, murtheT, and hull
la a-loo-halla- -loo-poor Terry! All. why
did l taete ye? burStinto my Office one e.
yenipg, upsetting the servant, and actually
laying hold ofme with her hands. All,
Docther' Docther--come now for the love
of the mother that ye-come this minuts;
I've killed poor Terry, and never again
shall see him. All, multher! murlner!
why did plague ye?" Trying in vain to
calm her, | hastily drew on my boots and
almost ran after her toa wretched tenement
some quarter Of mile Oft, and found the
object of my patients solcltude alive and
kicking, with his lungs in best OF order,
standing on the stairs that lead to his mis-
erable chamber, with broken pair of scis-
sors and tea-cup iu his hand, stirring bu-
silly the contents. 1t seems that he had been
courting my fair guide, and after the perio! =!
she had fixed for giving her final answer to
his declaration, she had bantcrcd him with
refusal, which her solicltule for his life
plainly showed was far enough from her
real intentions. Before she came for me,
which he had procured of an injudicious
druggist, and was now mixing powder
which he had obtained from another, who
knowing of his love affai,, it will be seen,
acted more judciously. as Terry let slip e.
nough to show what he wanted to do with
the ''rat,s bane" for wich he inquired and
Biddy, true daughter Of Eve, had made
no secretin the neighborhood that she val
ued her charms beyond tie poor fellows
bid. AS soon she came near him, he by
some in-opportune expression, re-excited
her wrath, and she declared she wouldn't
have HIM ''lf he went straight to the Ci-
VIII"
Poor Terry in his red shirt and blue
stockings, an attitude Of the grandest kind,
but covering, as we soon found, a desper-
ate purpose, flourished his tea-cup and stir
red up It's contents with the scissors, con
stantly exciaiming, "Ye'll have me now,
will We not!" "Divil bit will / let the
docther come near me till ye say yes! shure,
wern't we childer together, and didn't we
take our pataties and butther milk out oil
the same bowl, and yer mother that's dead
always said yc were to be my wife! and
now ye're kapin, company with that dirty
blackguard, Jenny 0,Conner; divil take
him, for spalpeen--ah, Biddy will ye have
mel" M
Biddy,s blood was up at his disrespectful
mention of Jemmy's name, for be had a
winning way with him, and she now de-
clared with great earnestness she would
never have him." when with an awful gulp
poor Terry rolled up his eyes, and with 9
most impassioned, yet tludicrous look az hey,
drained the cup. and fell upon his knees
upon the step; Biddy fell down in strong
lhJsteriCs Tha whole affair was SO irresIss-
bic ludicrous, that could scarcely forb ear
shouting with laughter. On observing the
ounce bottle, however. labelled laudanum,
and looking into the bottom Of the teascup.
and finding white POWDER went 70 the
ldruggist's on the corner to see what y was,
landto sendhis pcy for ny stomachs pump,
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