Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1872-04-24
Miscellany.
Doctor Martin.
FRANK.

DVttot mot bhs
"Now, doctor, you're not in earnest p
"But | am, though"
"You don't tell me you won your title
without seeing the inside of a medical
treatise 2" .....
"Yes do, and | tell you the truth"
Then it was given in jest and you
never were practtioner-never had a
patient? ?"
"Don't wager anything on that, for
you'll surely lose, since can prove that
Twas at one time, in the practice of med
cine and had one very interesting pa
tient " ......
And the cx-doctor. a round faced, jolly
old fellow, called to his wife, who sat at
her sewing in the room adjoining.
LUCY .... .....
Yes" piped the treble voice, "W hat
is it?" and Mrs. Martin appeared in the
doorway, looking very much as if she
knew what was coming, and was rather
glad at the prospect of fun at my expense
or that of any one else in fact.
"You remember our trip up the Ohio
year after opr marriage, don't you ?"
The lady bowed.
"Woll dld |, or did | not have pa
tient on my. hands from Louisville to
Wheeling ?'
"Excusc me, DOCTOR" | interrupted,
"l'lI take your word for it. Don't trouble
the lady"
ooh, its no trouble, and the doctor
wants me to tell you the story, | know.
Now don't your and She went up to her
husbands chair, and laid her hand on
his silver locks cares sngly.
"Well, | don't object, answered the
doctor, aud Mrs. Martin crossed the room
and sitting down on the sofa, took out
her knitting, adjusting her spectacles at
the proper angle across the bridge of her
Grecian nose.
Il don't know as | ought to tell it af-
ter ALL she said "for you know it is i'll
bred to laugh over ones own recital OF a
story. and can't recall the events of
that trip without laughing-never could.
But since you desire the story, | feel
sure you will pardon any betrayal OF
Of weakness on my part--and want you
to know, monsieur, how came to have
doctor for husband. ~ So
ut was in the fall of 1884, and Mr..
Martin and | were returning from trip
to St Aouis---to our home, which at this
time was in the western part Of 0hio-on
board the steamer Agnes, Capt. Richards,
splendid man and an'od.time friend Of
my husbands, doing all in his power to
make the trip memorable one. ff
1t was when the cholera was raging
tearfuly in many Southern cities---and
in the captath's state.room one morning
we we're discussing the probabilities of
fear epgcndering the disease, or alarming
/ types Of it, and each one had a story to
tell in proof of his or her theory. ~
III don'tbelieve a word oft, said the
captain. ''not word, and you needn't
tell me that healthy man can be fooled
into believing himself sick, either. | can
imagine the moon made of green cheese,
but as to adopting your theory, friend
Martin: please excuse me- 8
1.-The captain shook his head, tapped
his boot with his gold headed cane, and
Mr.. Martin laugbiugly said
"Wcl, allow me to convince you that
for once you are mistaken. There's a
white-ivered chap in the cabin, and III
wager the wine | can have him in his
berth with drafts on his feet, and mustard
on his stomach, before night" Y
Agreed said the captain. "Only
let the fellow off with his life, and III
keep your secret, awhile
And the captain, always ready for fun,
rubbed bis hands together in anticipation
Of good joke on somebody-probably
on Mr.. Martin himself--for of course no
man would be fool enough to be made
sick by force of human will or thought.
Not SO l. [ knew Mr.. Martin hal been
up to all sorts Of tricks ever since he
could creep. for ! had been told so scores