Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1883-03-21
nuther, and if we farmers don't stick
together these here LAWYERS and doctors


but it never done bit of good, gentle
men of the jury. I don't believe he's
no doctor, no way. There's doctors as
I know is doctors, sure enough, but this
amt no doctor at ALL
The farmer was making headway with
the jury, when DR.. Royston said, "Here
is my diploma.
"His diploma" said Bennett with
great contempt; "that amt nothin, for
no piece of paper ever made a doctor
yet."
"Ask my PATIENTS yelled the now
thoroughly enraged physician.
"Ask your patients ?" slowly repeated
Bennett, and then, deliberating: task
your patients? Why, they are all
dead" Then he rapidly enumerated
case after case, most of them among the
negro servants and in the neighborho0d,
of such of the doctors patients who had
succumed to his pills and powders, and
continued: "Ask your patients! Why,
I should have to hunt them in the lonely
graveyards and rap on the silent tomb to
get answers from the dead. You know
they can't say nothing to this case, for
you've killed 'em ALL"
Loud was the applause, and Farmer
Bennett won his case.
John Duncan, Weaver and Botanist.
lFrom W. Joly's Life OF Duncsn.]
He slept above a thatched stable at
the mill, IN loft reached by ladder
directly from the highway. This apart
ment was merely the triangle form of a
sloping roof, feet in length, with sufi-
ent height to stand up in the center. 1t
was lighted only by an openin 8 feet
by q, in a small door that gave entrance
to it. This hole for Light was without
glass. being closed by means Of sliding
piece of wood, 50 that when it was shut
the place was in darkness, and when it
was open the wind had free entrance,
even in the widest winter day. Johns
bed was on one side Of the space,
under the sloping tllatcb, his chest con-
tanned his clothes and books being at the
other, with a narrow passage between.
From his studious habits, which soon
became the talk of the village, this close,
miserable hovel obtained the name of
"the philosophers hall, or "philoso-
piers den," or moro cr,rt]y "the philo-
sopher" which it retained for many years
after he had left it. Here he kept his
BOOKS and instruments and wrote his let
ters and papers on the lid of his chest;
here he used to sit for hours, reading
and thinking and studying; and to this
chilly hole, without fire, and always in
dark in winter, (for candle would have
been dangerous he retired nightly to
rest. On winter mornings, when it was
of course impossible to read, John rose
very early and went down to the shop.
He worked diligently at his loom till
breakfast by the light of the weaver's oil
lamp. After dinner, about noon, he re-
tired to ''the philosopher" He first
made his bed and then studied two or
more hours, returning after daylight
9eiloa, 70 work once more by lamp-light:
By this exemplary 0lllYo.aoa he trayereea
q wild field Of reading and thought, in
spite of his slow laborious style of study.
* * But when asked, care you
not often wearied, doing the same thing
over and over again?" ''Oh, na," brisk
ly returned he; "the wark wud be gey
an wearisome gin the min we're tied
tilt. But the nit g free like the shut.
tie, and sac it can rim aboct here and
there, back and fore, ding dang
How Greeley Accurately Located Hades
IFrom the Cleveland Leader.]
Shortly after the passage of the tour
teenth amendment. movement II
which Mr.. Greeley had taken consider
able interest, large darkey who ha6
called several times at the Tribune
Office came into Mr.. Greeley's private
room, while he was busily engaged II
writing. Now, if there was one thing
that was we'll understood around tn
Tribune Office it was that Mr.. Greele.
was not to be interrupted in the mids
of bis thought. When he was seen t.
be busy. with his face close down to hi
paper, and his pen running rapidly iron
left to right across bis sheet, no on
around the Office had the hardihood t.
speak to him. But this colored gentle
man marched straight up to his elbow
and with large gold-headed cane unde
his srm, and fine broad-cloth coat but
toned close around his breast, he brok
rightin:
III say, Mr.. Greeley, thought
would cali and talk with you, sab, abou
advising the cullud people to study d
Sciences
Mr.. Greeley's face assumed neare1
proximity than ever to the paper he wa
writing on, and his hand kept goin
| across it from left to right with create
rapidity than before. The cheeky freed
man was not to be put out of time i
this way. He therefore spoke agar
and in slightly louder tone of voice tina
before:
II thought I would ask you," he col
tinued, "to write an editorial advisin
the cullud people to study the sciences.
Still the great editor wrote on. On tt
third repetition Of the remark, NJ
Greeley laid down his pen, and lookin
up hastily, exclaimed:
"Go away! Go to HI! Go ovt
into New Jersey, and go to raising pot
toes!" ..
The colored man didn't trouble hi
any more.
Stubborn Disputants.
| Svelt Bionden and Kundsen Vende
son. Norwegian settlers in northern ID