The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1868-10-14
The Sick Bachelor.

Here 7 am. doomed man-booked fever,
in this gloomy room. up four flights OF stairs
nothing to look at but one table, two chairs, ana
a cobweb; pulse racing like locomotive mead
throbbing as II it were hooped with iron; mouth
as parched Ishmael's in the desert not bell rope
within reach; sun pouring in through those uncor-
tanned windows, hot enough to singe on my eye
lsshes: all my confidential letters lying loose on
the table, and couldn't get up to them II you held
ons of Colts reyolvers at my head. All my mus
caar friends ~ are parading Broadway, sup
poses peeppg under the pretty gss oonnsis, sssp OF
Bac, hus what a luxury. believe Satan sug'
Heioboi suppose the doctor whom they sent
forJ will come before long some great pompous
Es ,ulapius, with an owl phiz, gold heaoea cane,
who will first manipulate my wrist, and then take
tie latitude and longitude of my tongue; then ne
will pinch me in the ribs, and torment me WIN
more questions than there are In the assemo.y
catechism then he'll bo her me for writing mate
rials t. scratch off hieroglyphic humDug prescrp
tiors 3. ordering five times as much medicine as L
need; then shall have to pay for 1t; then ten 70
the aPohscsry boy will put up polso1H HS Gy
pedrome racing is nothing to II.
Hist there's the doctor. No! 1t is that little
unregenerate cub, my landlady's pet boy. with .
bran new drum las I'm sinner), upon whicn ne
ia beating q crucfying tattoo. III only had
boot Jack TO throw at him. No, that won't do
his mother wouldn't make my Cruel. III brioe
him with a sixpence to keep the peace. The
| l;x,Ia embryo Jog he says he won't do IL under
a Quarter! Iwitted by pinafore l, Tom haiil'
dsy. six feet In my stockings! i shall go franuc.
doctor is comingr' Well, let him come, I'm In,
"a savage as If I'd dined of cold missionary. III
| pretend to be asleep. and let Old piii'ooA eA'
| pertinent. ~, .ana 4.
| how cool and delicious his touch. How tenderly
| be parts my hair over my throbbing temples ms
| MAGNETIC touch thrills every drop OF blood 10 my
| veins il is marvellous how soothing 1t h.. lice
| as happy as q humming bird in lily cup. drowsy
| with honey dew. Now he's moved away. heal
him writing prescription. III just take peep
| and see what he looks like. Cesar Aggrlpna'
| II isn't q female physician dainty as peri-anc
| nv beard three days old! What bust (Won
| der how my hair looksl) What foot and ankle
What shoulders; what little round waist
Fever? I've got twenty fevers, and the hear
complaint besides. What the mischief sent tina
little witch herei She viii either kill or cure M
pretty quick.
| Wonder If they are handsome i, Wonder II sh
lava that little dimped hand on their foreheads q
| she aid on mine! Now she is done writing ~
| shnt INV ewes and groan, and then may be sh
| viii net me some more bless her little soul!
She saws. "poor fellow !" as she holds my wris
abis nnise "a too quick.n In the name Of Cupi
xhat does she expectf She says as sne pate N
forehead with her plump fingers, snIn. nee
cool.r Lava and brimstone' does sne take
0 oh n Cupid Of your devices, this feminine docto
,nr Tor a bachelor Ia the ne plus ultra OF wftc
craft r don't have prolonged run OF iever,
INV name isn't Tom Halliday.
She's gone and-rm gone 700 l4Na