The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1868-12-12
THE EsYpOCEioNDRIAC.
TIE DOCTOR STRATEGY.

Mr.. Lundy wis PECULIAR looking man,
with thin tace and long. st,a.ht hair
that be fancied lever needed cut. ing
lie had at one time been very untortun-
ate III his business; but. though made
rich since by il large legacy. he was not
in ii condition to ENJOY it. The fact is
Nv Lundy was u confirmed hypuchon
dr.c.
For many years Mrs. t. hal stayed mt
ho'ne and hut,nnr.d his whims. but OH
enc ccca..on her pretty daughter wanted
/" 90 +" IA watering Place. not fnr any
disease in particular. but to see the worll
and the youn. folks in it.
Behold :hem. then, seated in n seaside
hotel. For two days W. Lundy had
been all right; but one mornin. his
poor Wit. knew what was coming. hy the
peculiarly of his looks and ,.o,inns.
Her book fell from her hand Minnie
turncd pate.
He's been fi-h.y all the morning I
said Mrs l.. Pear. dear, see him whirl
What is il. Lu..dy ?''
..A feather. my dcar-a feaiher; catch
me-hold me- Don't you see the wind
Is blowing me everywhere? 1t will take
me out TO sea, and shall get saturated
yes. wet fhron-h. Mrs. Lundy l beg
You to catch me pin me 10 your bonnet; !;
l sh II be safe. there. Just see how
iri=ii'inlly l rufi- the slightest puff of
air agitate~ me throughout. Ia rather
be anything than this; do put me in
your bonnet. my dear"
Il il put YOU iii IL madhouse befnre
l"ng. inurteres! the exaspera.ei wife.
If You cut up carers. Come into the
hotel. MIR. Lundv."
''come into the hotel. madam you
talk aS if ] had legs Did you ever see
feather walk !? Why. Tn lighter than
Il snow dritt; [ wish had !, brick in my
hat to keep me down. Oh! I envy
everything stationary. Observe how |
quiver; stick pin in me, my dear, and
tasten me to the floor. Is there enough
of me for pen? Am a hen feather,
or a duck feather, ur what ?''
''Goose feather if anything, You tire
some mortal" cried his wife Il am
sick of your vagaries. First. you are a
cat nn the roof, moving and keeping
everybody awake then you are glass
bottle, full Of water, freezing and snap
ping; your anything and everything but
a reasonable man I'm tired Of it,
Mrs. Lundy. will you have the good
ness to put me into your pocket squeeze
me III Your hand; anything that may
feel safe in your protecting care I'm
afloat-(sin.ing)-I'm afloat, III, afoat
-ah what's that ?"
'.Noihing, Mr. Lundy, bat Joc's whip.
! called him from the coach house lay
on. joe
"But, my love, ms legs"
':N"nsenSc. Mr.. Lundy lay on Joe.
Feathers bavn't got legs"
True, Mrs. L., but they have mar
row. and that's what feels. Pray, beg
Joe to stop"
just then up ran little Tom. the only
male hope of the Lundy family. and
strange to say. in his hand u handsome
hen feather. A triumphant smile illum-
mated the face of Inndy the elder
.sNow. my dear" he said, .ravely TAX
ing the feather in his hand. II hope
you'll believe me. NV child look on
that feather, and be thankful that was
me-"
And little Tom, chuckling at the idea.
ran up and down the piaza, repeating,
mcrrily:
PA was hen once; dear me, how
funny
Minnie J4undy was captivating; there
was no doubt about thar. III pink, blue,
white ar green. she lnnked equally charm
ing There were rich men there who
wonld have been glad to possess her, and
nice men. and silly to that extent that
they were fools and didn't know it. But
Il happened that young physician was
luckier than them all, and poorer. 81
must have that girl" he said soto vocs .