The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1888-01-15
The Doctor and His "Odor."
To the Editor OF the Indianapolis Journal:


Can it be said of the Critical young lady, in your
Tuesdays issue that her chief sin is her extreme
youth, it be that the budding spring time of
happy possibilities in her nature has fed that instead
of kind and indulgent matronly instincts we have
cold, harsh, cynical criticism shortsighted to be
unable to distinguish friend from foe. She allows the
doctors to retain their plug hats fitting the dignity
of their profession and after thus setting the physi
clan off with this smarty brushed mark
of distinction, she puts soiled hands
On him and clothing reeking with
disagreeable odors. "She would have this subject
norance of medicines, not knowing whether the odor
from the doctors who into the restaurant where
she eating that of iodoform carboiic acid
might, in weighing her opinions, consider the source
and almost forgive her everything If it were not for
fully agree with the c. " ]. in her objections to a
woman in business prancing to work in dress bon
ing, under almost any circumstances, would be ques-
ticnable decorum. 1T the C. y. l. Will furnish
the name of the thoughtless doctor who hung his
overcoat directly under her nose(could he possibly
have been cruel enough to hang it on her chin!-he
shall be spurnsd by his e4sagaes Phys
tents in certain without the of chloroform,
agents cannot be used without leaving some odor at
tached to whatsoever comes in contact with them
contact, in spite of every effort remove it Any
good, noble conscientious physician has often, and
sona inconvenience for the good of his patients The
physician occasionally finds 1T his duty to remain
for hours at the bedside of patient suffering from
septicemia, where iodoform and carboc- acid fumes
of necessity load the air of the sufferers apart
ment The doctors mealtime comes and goes, but.
without thought for self personal comfort, he
keeps up his weary watch and his unceasng labors to
save if possible, the endangered life. In those self
hours perchance C. y. i. leisurey eats her
supper prepares her toilet and is conveyed in hack
carriage to the where sitting boldly upright
in her ''ant rights-ofothers hat, she 1ppantly
talk loudest when the music plays lowest. Or she
goes to the ball if she dance, you
know, and if she don't dance she makes
herself conspicuous. Fer while she lends her charms
to the magic powers of Hermann, and be-
comes wellknown floral decoration of the ballroom
Later she captures the dude who doesn't Dance"
who, by the way is neither well-known physician"
nor ''hedgng, and tells him in her remarkably
modest way, how ''she wouldn't marry doctor if
there not another the face of the globe
She didn't detect the dudes sckening breath, which
drawn battle for supremacy between whisky.
orange peel and and water, while his clothes
We're reeking with the stencil of cigarettes and tobac
CO; her olfactory only set for iodoform
and carbolic acid. don't any urgent for
the above matrimonial confession, especially since
far as reported, nobody asked you sir she said.
The medical profession of fair city is. further
more, well provided for most of physicians being
blessed with good loving wife, family and home
comforts. One of the knights of the scapel recently
claimed for his the daughter of weknown cit
izen. This week brings the announcement that
of fairest young ladies is engaged to doctor,
and satisfied that the matrimonial prospects for
the remaining doctor bachelors very bright.
PHYSICIAN.