The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-09-16
A CLEVER DOCTOR.

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sion of him that English melancholy
which comes, no one knows why o.
wherefore, and he could not shake it off
Young, rich, handsome, eloquent, sure
Of preferment in the church-what was
the matter with the Hon. and Rev. Ed
ward Lambert?
He did what all Englishmen do wher
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 q stranger approached and with
the most perfect courtesy addressed
him, asking if he were an Englishman,
and, if so, if he would permit few min,
utes' conversation.
81 wish to perfect myself in your lam
guage," said the stranger, smiling, "and
1 always seize every opportunity to
talk to an Englishman.
"You already speak. the language
huently," said Mr.. Lambert, politely
"sit down, Monsieur"
Resting on the turf, with % glorious
view before them, the two young men
soon found themselves talking glibly Of
the news of the day, of Dante, of re.
hgion, politics and the weather. The
Frenchman was very agreeable, well
educated, up to the times on all points
he Immediately told Mr.. Lambert thai
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
bort's tongue and pulse, gave him a pre-.
gcription.
They walked together to Rouen, and
Mr.. Lambert then noticed that the doc.
tor had q beautiful white dog, 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
sleep. 1t had given him strength, he
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 thank and remunerate
the doctor, when he remembered that be
did not know his name. Instinct tolc
him, however, that he might meet hin
again on the Mont st. Catherine. 81
with renewed hope, health, energy b,
walked again to the top of the hill. II
five minutes he was 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.
"sYou have saved nay life, doctor,
said Mr.. Lambert, with unusual enthu
siasm. "Not at all, my dear friend,
said the doctor; 81 only gave you
good tonic, which also made you sleep
l found out (what none of my Englisl
brothers in medicine seem to have foun(
out) that you have nothing the matte
with you Your system needs littI,
Jogging, that is all. Railroad travel, my
dear friend, will soon set you up. Now
l dare say, you have been leading a very
easy and sedentary life; now, haven
you ?"
cit is true, I have"
NTakemy advice, travel, ride day an(
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 al
right /"
Now came the delicate question o
money, and the Englishman felt for tn,
proverbial guinea.
Hetendered it to the French doctor
who laughingly pushed it away, with
very soft. well-formed, white hand.
"Never-never," said he; "for 81
slight a service, permit me to make m,
advice return for a lesson in Englisl
conversation ="
1t was gracefully done, and the EN-
barrassed Englishman put his gold bacl
into his pocket.
doctor" said he, in q low voice
hesitatingly, 81 am an Englishman
and l hate to be under an obligation
you have lifted load off my heart whicl
has hung there for SIX months yol
have made new man of me. Now alloy
me to be of some service to you.
leave here by rail at o'clock tomorrow
morning for Paris until then L am q
your service-and forever after. Can
do anything for you?"
The doctor reelected moment, an,
looked at his dog.
I" don't know, indeed and vet I d,
happen to think of one thing. Yo1
might save me journey to Paris, which
with my engagements, is just now in
convenient. But it is asking too much
perhaps.
"What-how-too much? ~ said til
clergyman.
"Well, have number of sick PEG
pie under my charge whom 1 treat TO
disease of the brain. One of these is
very rich woman who is slightly de
ranged. hoped to have cured her
Unhappily she has determined to return
to Paris, and l have no authority to de
tain her. I perceive that she will fire.
until this caprice is gratifed. L mus
go with her to place her In charge of he
friends, and I have been putting Of
from day to day, because cannot leav
my other patients, the duty of takin,
her home. Now, if you would esoor
her it would be real service" said tn
doctor.
my dear sir, crazy young woman
at l o'clock at night, and / clergyman
of the Church of England" said MI
Lambert, forgetting his late gratitude.
"Oh, she is 46, my dear sir, and he