Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1884-12-15
In Despair.

versity, has forwarded to the trustees
the following letter.:
"GENTLEMEN: Every able-bodied
man may in time learn to chop wood
or scrape the spears of grass from the
tender cotton plant; he may, in time,
learn to shear sheep or lend valuable
aid at a hog-killing, but | do not
think that fate will take him by the
full practice of medicine. The diploma
which you SO generously gave me,
please find herein enclosed. / have
handled it carefully, and | think it is
quite as valuable now as it was when l
received it from your hands. When
came to this place and announced my
intention of devoting my energies to
the health of Swamp Range, the peo-
pie extended to me many congratula-
tory greetings, and l had many rea-
sons for feeling proud that | had
clutched the flowing skirts of the cura-
tive goddess; but now am willing TO
sell, below cost, my hand-saw and
carvingknife. | gave hardware
man dollar and six bits for the saw
and one dollar for the carving knife
| will take seventy-fve cents for the
lot. Ii you know of a student who
wants fine kit of tools please refer
him to me.
perhaps / was too ambitious
Doubtless l attempted to reap too
large harvest with too small sickle
| have long known that medicine is
wearing the short ruffles of expert
ment Alas, that / tried to adorn it
with checked shirt and pair Of flax
breeches! Placidly l sat in my log
office awaiting my first call. The sun
light of promise streamed through the
holes in the roof, and the dragon flv,
dipped in gauzy gold, buzzed against
the window-pane. The call came. /
was summoned to attend the bloody
bedside of man who had been crush
ed by saw-log. The sufferer, hear
ing that had been sent for, died be-
fore l arrived. / keenly felt the in
suit, and was half tempted to cut off
his leg anyway; and would have done
so had not forgotten my saw. Though
somewhat discouraged, l resumed my
stool of patience. ] soon received an
other call. The dragon fly of gauzy
gold was not buzzing in vain. Buck
ling on my Esculapian armor.
marched forth to attend a man
who had been suffocated while
cleaning out well. | saw no
means of relieving him, and in
stead of allowing him to recover l went
to work on him and soon had him laid
out. The next evening | visited a man
who had chills. | noticed that he did
not shake enough. We all agree, gen
tlemen, that it is proper for man to
shake when he has chill; we know
that when he fails to shake it is bad
sign. Realizing all this, l slipped
piece of ice down his back. He shook
he shook off the mortal coil. | then
saw that | had given him an overdose
of ice. Things went on in this way
until the wagon maker, who made all
the collins for the neighborhood would
get out his lumber and 90 to work
every time he saw me pass. He was
making money at my expense. pro-
posed to levy tax upon him, declar-
ing that he should not expect me to
contribute so largely to his support,
but he spoke roughly to me and made
me long for chance to pay him a pro-
fessional visit.
81 tried honestly to create a reform
within myself | knew that people
must be taking exceptions to my course,
and decided to stop experimenting,
and come down to the certainties of
practice. After this | lost but one
case. He got out of bed and ran away
before | could get to him. This was
enough to disgust any one. When
returned to my Office found that no
longer did the dragon fly buzz against
the window glass. A part of his tinsel
lay on the floor, and looking up, saw
that spider had carried his FURNISHED