The Daily clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1866-1888, 1868-06-13
A Quarrel Among the Doctors
Bottles.


seemed to be in a state of high excite
ment, and with CLASSY tongues seemed
to be quarreling among themselves.
Every one was shouting at the very
top of his voice.
Heyday!" cried the doctor very
coolly, as if used to such wrangles.
"what's the matter now2 What's this
quarrel about3 "
We are trying, sir, to settle who
of us is the most important in the
world" cried Camphor. !" Now you
know very well, sir, that l am indis-
pensabe. There is not an old woman
in town that does not keep me, and not
girl can faint or throat get sore,
bat must wash the face, and tickle
he nose, and examine and scrape the
throat There is no doubt that l hold
the first place, is there?'
BAIL" cried Mrs. Laudanum, turn.
ing red with anger: 'you may do to
creep around girls face, and wash
away notions and whims, but when
people are really sick and full of pain.
and can't sleep, they send for me, and
| go down into the system, and hush
the pains and still the nerves, and
give rest to the weary. and pleasant
dreams in the place of agonies. l
certainly hold the first place"
"Ah!" said Mr.. Morphine, fairly
white in the face, and winking fast,
"and when you, Mr.. Laudanum, have
gone to the end of your rope, and can
do no more, then l come in, and a
small touch on the tongue does what
you cannot. / can close the eyes of
the most agonized one, and put thou
sand nerves at rest while you are only
touching one. You surely will never
compare your power with mine."
40 vain onesl" exclaimed Mr. Qui-
niue, "I simply want to ask you if
people who are shaking and quaking
with chills and fever send for you?
The cry of the world is for mel"
"That's because they dare call you
by name," said old, heavy Mr. Calomel,
"But when cholera Or other terrible
diseases come in, whom do they call
for? Whom do they send to wake up
Mr.. Liver when he forgets his duty?
Whom do they trust in the last ex-
tremity but me2 y
Here Mr.. Rhubarb showed his yellow
face, aud turned bitter, too Indignant
to say a word. And Mr.. Ipecac
| frowned and stormed, and declared he
could relieve the overloaded stomach
and prevent those horrible diseases
that had been named, and there was a
general appeal to the doctor, every
phial trying to draw his attention, aud
the lancets and knives looking sharp.
"Well, well,' said DR.. -, "we
won't decide this now, but we will
notice to-day who is called for, and
who seems TO be in most demand, and
thus we can tell who is and W is not
important"
In few moments there came in a
little boy, saying that his sister had
been eating some unripe fruit, and was
almost in convulsions.
"Now, Mr.. Ipecac," said the doctor,
"is time for you. Go and see how
quickly you can relieve that child"
Off went Mr.. Ip., swelling in pride
till the cork could hardly hold him in
Very soon pale, trembling, shaking
sold er came in. just returned sick from
the army. 1t was bad case of chills
and fever
Here, Mr.. Quinine. is work for you
Take tie poor fellow In hand and re
buke those chills and bring back The
warm blood through his system. You
will cause him to go back we'll"
| "Oh, doctor, DOCTOR" shouted OLD
Mr.. Howell, "my son has Just come
home terribly sick. and they say its 6
case of real cholera; what can yor
give him?"
Here. you, Mr.. Calomel, Mr.. Opium
and Mr.. Camphor, now is no time t.
quarrel. You must all three go hant
IN hand, and all pull together, and 20,
can't be too quick"
"But how shall we go, sir?"
SECT into little sugar and mill
and ride together, and you will do it
Be quick, be qnick."
+" A man has been crushed ia mill,
cried one, looking into the door, "snc
must have help Immediately, doctorl"
The case of instruments leaped up
and every knife looked brighter, ant
the bottle of chloroform nestled up, an,
al went off together to see what the.
could do
At night, when the days work wa
over, the doctor turned to the listenin.