The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1860-11-29
A VISIT WITH THE DOCTOR.

How are you to day, Mrs Carleton ?"
asked DR., Fareigh, as he sat down by
his patient, who rcclncd llnguidly in a
large cushioned chair.
" Nloorab'e,' was the family spoken
reply. And the word was repeated-
Miserable"
The doctor took one of the lady's small
white hands. on which the network of
veins, most delicately traced, spread its
blue lines everywhere beneath the trans
parent skin. 1t was a beautiful hand-a
stud for painter or scu ptor. 1t was a
soft, flexible hand-soft, flexible and
veivety to the touch, as the hand of a
baby, for 1t was as much a stranger to
useful work. The doctor laid his fir
gers on the wrist. Under the pressure
he felt the pulse beat slowly and evenly.
He took cut his watch and counted the
beats-seventy in minute There was
no fever, nor any unusual disturbance of
the system. Calmly the heart was doing
its appointed work
How is your head, Mrs Carleton ?"
The lasy moved her head from side to
siuc TWO Ut tnTee times.
Anything out of the way there %
"My head is we'll enough, but feel
so miserable-so weak. | haven't the
strength Of a child. The least exertion
exhausts me-
And the lady shut her eyes looking
the picture of feebleness.
Have you taken the tonic, for which
left prescription yesterday ?"
Yes; but | am no stronger
How is your appetite ~
Bad"
" Have you taken the morning walk
IN the garden that suggested %
go dear, no. Walk out in the gar
den? I'm faint by the time | get to
the breakfast can't live at this
rate. doctor. What am to do? Cant
you build me up in some way? I'm a
burden to myself and every one else
And Mrs. Carleton really looked dis.
tressed
You ride out every day"
" | did until the carriage was broken,
and that was nearl y week ago. 1t has
been at the carriage makers ever since"
=" You must have the fresh air, Mrs.
Carleton said the doctor cmphatically.
"Fresh air, change of scene, and exercise,
are indispensable in your case. You will
die If You remain shut up after this fash
ION Come. take ride with me-"
" Doctor! how absurdw exclaimed
Mrs. Carleton, almost shocked by the
suggestion. Ride with YOU What
would people think %
" A fig for peoples thoughts Get
your shawl and bonnet and take drive
with me. What do you care for medde.
some peoples thoughts? Come"
"The doctor knew his patient.
but you're not in earnest, surely ?"
There was a half-amused twinkle in the
lady's eyes.
Never more in eranest. I'm going
to see patient just out of the citys and
the drive will be a charming one. Moth.
ing would please me better than to have
your company
iheIe was vein of humor, and spirit
of "don't care in Mrs Carleton, which
had once made her independent, and al
most hoydenish. But, fashionable asso.
Citations, since her woman life began, had
toned her down into exceeding propriety.
Fashion and conventionality, however,
were losing their influence. since enfee-
bled health kept her feet back from the
worlds gay places and the doctors in
vitation to ride found her sufficiently
disenthraled to see in it pleasing nov.
city.
" I've half mind to co." she said,
smiling. She had not smiled before
since the doctor came in.
IN ring for your maid" and DR..
Farleigh's hand was on the bell. rome be.
lore MRS. Carleton had space to think
twice, and endanger change Of thought
"Im not sure that I am strong enough