Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1860-05-26
From m, po.,on Evening es.s,ts.
Mr.. RL1FK1Ns nHANaRs H1s nocTOR

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pill boxes, Il may be supposed that during the
twenty years Of his experience, there was about
his house q formidable aggregate Of hals-used pre-
scriptions, reminders Of several moderate fortunes
that had been thrown to the dogs in the form OF
physic, about the use and effect Of which the mem
DRY Of Blifkins ceased 10 be cognizant. Mrs.
Blihkins, however, insisted upon keeping
them, from an economical desire that nothing
should be wasted; fos she is q great economist,
and there Is not one IN the neighborhood who ex-
cells her. Her home is a curiosity shop Of relics
Of past economies, that have survived all earthly
uses, and lie Wondering in g hundred hooks
around the house, and bottles and boxes are nu-
merous enough in a closet handy to set up a drug
gist Of not inordinate desires. She pretended, and
actually thought, probably, that she knew the
difference between a cough mixture and a wash
for weak eyes, could discriminate betwixt rheu-
matte and dyspepsia pills, and knew cantharides
from Dover's powders readily. Blifkins had
long been doubtful about this, though, which
doubt recently brought about on entire revolution
in bis household pharmacy. But Mr.. Blifkins
tells his own story best, and We leave its recital to
him
Mr.. Blifkins,' says my wife. suddenly starting
up in the bed and looking wildly into the face Of
litue Tommy (; i believe this child is going to
have the Group, or the ecarlet fever, or something.
Mr.. Bliikius =
l had got TO the stage Of sleep when one is con-
scious of sleeping and waking at the same time
the senses stepping in the somuOlent peoples, but
not quite uarcotiEed into forgetfulness.
Mr.. Blifkinsp repeated my wife, giving me
this time an unmistskable pinch.
What in the name of tribulation is the matter 2
cried in something like a pet, is the house on
FIRE p
No but something is the matter with Tommy
she replied, perhaps he is going to have Group
maybe he'll have a ft-he is very restless
l started up and looked in the face of that little
innocent. They always said he looked just like
me, and certainly that midnight inspection gave
very little encouragement to self vanity, for a
more disagreeable little cub l thought l had never
seen. He was evidently in trouble, for his fea-
lures worked, his tiny fists were clinched hard,
his eyes we're partly Enclosed, and his skin seemed
quite dry and hot. 1 Immediately took my wife's
alarm.
What's to be done p l asked.
'Mr. Blifkins,' said she, we must give him some
thing
'ESactly,' 1 responded, but what shall it be I
You, who are such an excellent nurse, shall de-
cide.'
l arose, and, ACQUIRED as l was,' stood ready
to execute her command, l signi6ed this to heI
Z by saying
Now, my dear, say the word
Let mo see,' said she; IF it is the Group, thu
medicine in the bottle on the left hand side Of th.
closet ia the one. 1t was bought for Mary tw'
l. winters ago.
T Immediately proceeded to the closet adjacen
e to our room, the interior of which was revealed b.
the dim light of the gas. There were long low
of phials on the shelves, backed by bottles of hair
- dye and boxes of undefnable articles in the dome,
tic dispensary. l saw what l supposed was th
;. needed bottle, but, in extricating it from it's pos
= ton, | threw down some half dozen Of the intel
. yening phials that ratified and clattered upon th
floor in q manner that sounded f~earfully, som
If Of them breaking, and the glass scattering aroun
to the dismay of my bare feet.
do break everything to pieces! said my wifi
in q tone not very sweet, considering her ami
=, bility of temper, but 1 imputed it to her anxiet,
: [ brought the bottle and placed it in b.
al hands.
ey Good heavens, Mr.. Blifkins,' said my viii
ce would you kill the childp This is volitile lir
a. ment.'
'Or The d. it is cried I, with unwarrantable hes
10 My wife sobbed out
re- 'Oh, Mr.. Blifkins, suppose you had given hi
Ire some of this by mistake l-yOu never would ha'
No. forgiven YOURSELF
l thought the change Of person in her remark
little invidious and somewhat unkind in view
the fact that she had command of the medici
of chest.
nat L took the bottle from the place you told 10
is said l, almost fercely.
You couldn't have done 30, Mr.. Blifkins,
est piled my wife, Il saw it on the right hand just
side the door, no longer ago than Tuesday, VII
,el Mrs. McGonsgle cleaned the paint
til Right hand % l repeated after her, you 8
e is the left just now
9TH l heard her sign out something ABOUT 'cruel
sper and unfeeliugness' as I went TO make anot
Iere plunge among the army of bottles.
pht This must be it, then,' said ], Selling a {
%ouncer, nearly full of dark fluid, by the ne
nay and bringing it out to my wife.
toll Gracious goodness = exclaimed she, ARE
One determined to kill the child That's a~rnica,
the rheumatism. Mr.. Blifkins, are you avail
ield Withou; replying this time, made a Give
anne the closet, taking down phial after phial and n
vi is ing the smeared inscriptions as we'll as 1 Col
and What en- ocean of lotions and mixtures and
mifuges and preparations and washes At Len
: be got hold of one that / felt sure must be it,
cause l could not by any ingenuity dec!pher
me? label. / accordingly carried it To Mrs. Blifl
his with the confident air Of one who has achieves
to immense exploit, holding it oct to her wi
sks' There + expression Of my satisfaction.
the That = said my wife, chats not il; that is
ring Cha * Mixture bought for Bob two summers q
the l broke down at this, and with a voice tire
eau lous with cold, though my wife always wrong
'oscs said i. was with anger, l asked her why, in
ming name of some deity or other, she didn't get
and find it herselff' She immediately ros
the occasion, like a speaker at a Fourth Of
dinner. and sublimely strobe towards the el