The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-04-04
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a uOCLOf lie Is q SGfQn9e one.
T. muttered DR.. John Hessman, as b
Jumped into his carriage, taking th
reins from the hands of the GRIMM!
Ethiopian, who for the last twent,
minutes had been cherishing thi
fond delusion that he was to sc
company his master on his round o
professional inquiry. .ai is
"Not this time, Ebony," said thu
doctor, with a good-natured shFug
of his broad shoulders. "You shall
come tomorrow noting the look o
disappointment in the boys face
DR.. John was more tender Of his ser
wants than some men are Of theI
wives. @ =. -e- 1,
I"0h, never mind, massa, ne7ell
mindw replied Ebony, like the aver
age human, quite forgetfuI of his
annoyance, when the subject of con.
sideration was distasteful. "Iknows
what 'tis; 1 just knows what 'tis,'
added Ebony, as he watched the car
lriage out of sight. "He's got one
of his spells, and wants to talk to
hissell. l knows him of old. II
twas anybody but DR.. John,
should say, Ebony, that man has
got softening of the SKULL but no
such nonsense can be laid to him.. ?
DR.. John did want to be alone, or
as much alone as a man could be in
the streets of a crowded city, and he
did want to talk to himself. Most
men who are in the habit of com
muning with their own souls, do it
in audible language; so in this re-
lspect, whatever he might be in 9TH
ers, DIR. John did not differ from his
brethren. A mans own opinion is
not unfrequently his best and safest
companion. It will keep its owners
secrets, and, when the companions
ship is frequent, will in all cases
properly guide and admonish. Self
communion. in its highest form is the
avenue which leads directly to the
heart of gold.
ayes" continued the doctor, s'yes,
sir" (sometimes DIR. John was very
respectful to himself) a doctors life
is no joke. Easy, my beauty, easy!
Now, John, look at thathorse. You
are only just a little more of a man
than he is. It's fun for him to trav-
el when there's another horse close
by that he can outrun. Exactly the
case with you, John. 1T hadn't
been for another horse in the shape
of a doctor you were determined to
get little the start of, where would
you have been to-day? That's the
point. Worthy ambition, eh, to pass
poor devil on the road of life? Up
on my word, 1 believe 1 should be
better man if had wife. l rather
like women, but it is little hard to
understand how a fellow manages,
with q woman tied to him morning,
noon and night. That's wat takes
me. Then Pm not sure that any
body'd have me that was any way
suitable. OF course | should want
intelligence and intellectually, too,
by George and l never could endure
a plain woman, or 4 woman with a
loud voice, or-yes, sir, that ques-
ton is in order,'' continued the doc
tor, stroking his long, silky, black |
beard. "That is what 1 call driving
the nail in. What have you got,
John Hessman, to give in exchange
for those royal treasures of mind |
and body? A good name? Yes.
An unexceptionable position, unim-
peachab.e integrity? Yes, sir, these
are something;;" and here our Nj. d.
reined up before an elegant brown
stone mansion, where one of his
best (pecuniarily speaking and most
fashionable patients resided. Here
DIR. John was employed by the year;
and although the position was no
sinecure, on account of the amount |
of patients required to battle with |
the nervous fancies of the principal
invalid Of the establishment, still, |
DR.. John, to use his own telling YER
nacular, considered it an exceed
ingly soft thing" and soft it was, in
more senses than one.
DR.. John walked right up into the
invalid's chamber. /
"0h, good morning, doctor. A
little late, aren't you? Seems to me
l have been waiting an unusual
length of time,' drawled the lady |
from her luxurious couch.
About the usual hour" replied |
DR.. John, with no especial show of
Difference. "What seems to be the
matter this morningy7
'Now, really, doctor, that is too
cruel. Matter this morning! Do
you remember what was the matter
yesterday? Please don't be so blunt.
You shock my nerves terribly"
"Let me see," said the doctor.
Yesterday, according to your own
admission, you were logged out with
a fashionable party and late sup
per. That, of course, cannot be the
case to-day"
81 know 1 should not have at
tempted it in my weak state, doctor.
l know just what you will think Of
it." sighed the fashionable woman, !
from her downy bed. "But then
you men will never understand |
what society demands of us women.
Dear Estelle (dear Estelle was the |
inYalid's dsuChterl had quite set her