The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1881-09-09
A CLEVER DOCT0R.

About twenty years ago the Hon. and
Rev. Edward Lambert, clergyman OF
the Church of England, found that his
health was growing infirm, mental and
physical languor seeming to take posses.
sion of him that English melancholy
which comes, no one knows why OF
wherefore, and he could not shake it off.
Young, rich, handsome. eloquent, sure
cf preferment in the church-what was
the matter with the Hon. and Rev. Ed
ward Lambert?
He did what all Englishmen do when
other remedies fail-he crossed the chan
mel.
He thought he could seek the rays of
the sun, that luminary so scarce in En-
gland. Perhaps it was that he needed.
So one fine day he sailed for France,
and found himself at Rouen, where he
stayed for some days, taking every
morning walk around the cathedral,
carrying volume of Dante under his
arm.
One afternoon he walked up the Mont
ST. Catherine, and, seating himself on
the grass, gravely devoted himself to the
divine comedy. He had scarcely lost
himself in Dante's stately measure,
when stranger approached and with
the most perfect courtesy addressed
him, asking il he were an Englishman,
and, if so, if he would permit few min
utes' conversation.
81 wish to perfect myself III your Ian
guage," said the stranger, smiling, "and
1 always seize every opportunity to
talk to an EnQlishman.
"You already speak the language
fuently." said Mr.. Lambert, politely /;
sit down, Monsieur"
Resting on the turf, with a glorious
view before them, the two young men
soon found themselves talking glibly of
the news of the day, of Dante, of re-
Egion, politics and the weather. The
Frenchman was very agreeable, well
educated, up to the times on all points |:
he Immediately told Mn Lambert that
he was doctor and practicing his pro-
fession at Rouen.
1t was natural that the young clergy
man should speak to him of his own
case, which he did freely, asking the
doctors advice.
The doctor became extremely inter-
ested, and, upon examining Mr.. Lam
bert's tongue and pulse, gave him pre-
scription.
They walked together to Rouen, and
Mr.. Lambert then noticed that the doc
tor had beautiful white dog, a pointer,
which gamboled around his masters
heels.
They separated as they reached the
city, the doctor to go and see his pa
tients, the clergyman to seek an apoth-
ecary, where he got his prescription pre-
pared.
The next morning the Honorable and
Reverend Mr.. Lambert was better. The
doctors prescription had made him
felt an appetite for breakfast. Months
of treatment in London at the hands of
the best physicians had not done this
for him.
/. He wished to 'fhank and remunerate
the doctor, when he remembered that he
dad not know his name. Instinct told
him, however, that he might meet him
again on the Mont st. Catherine. So
with renewed hope, health. energy he
walked again to the top of the hill. In
five minutes he vas joined by the French
doctor and his dog, who came bound
ing along with his pointer nose in the
grass.
The two men greeted each other with
smiles, and shook hands cordially.
"You have saved my life, doctor,
said Mr. Lambert, with unusual enthu-
siasm. "Not at all, my dear friend,
said the doctor; CT only gave you a
good tonic, which also made you sleep.
found out (what none of my English
brothers IN medicine seem to have found
OUT that you have nothing the matter
with you Your system needs little
jogging, that Is all Railroad travel, my
dear friend, will soon set you up. Now,
dare say, you have been leading very
easy and sedentary life; now, haven't
your"
cit is true, 1 have"
"Takemy advice, travel, ride day and
night; take no medicine, excepting
these sirups, which 1 will give you
seek adventure. lead a more varied ex-
istence, and, my friend-you are all
right"
Now came the delicate question Of
money, and the Englishman felt for the
proverbial guinea.
He rendered it to the French doctor
who laughingly pushed it away, with q
very soft. well-formed. white hand.
"Never-never," said he; "for &C
slight q service, permit me to make m,
advice return for @ lesson in Englisf
conversation +"
I. was gracefully done, and the EN-
barrassed Englishman put his gold bacl
into his rocket.
doctor" said he, in low voice
hesitatingly, ct am an Englishman
and hate to be under an obligation
You have lifted load off my heart whicl
has hung there for six months yo'
have made n new man Of me. Now ALLOW
me to be of come service to you.
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