The Arkansaw traveler., 1889-10-26

acute attacks and intending ailings subjected him. As they kept no servant, great domestic confusion resulted when, as was frequently the case, Mrs Moll had to be almost carried to bed from the breakfast able leaving MT. Mol to wash the dishes and attend 10 other domestic duties. But MT. Moll made no complaint. He would go to work patiently and sometimes tearfully saying, "Poor Becky poor Becky it's sight harder on her than 1t is on me" One day Mrs Moll went to bed and did not get up again as the days and weeks wore on
 "I shall never get up again, Pliny," she said to her husband, "Pm done fer don't seem to have the first mite of strenth, an Pve kind of feelin' of goneness all the time There's somethin' the matter of my back an chis an it aint long I'll be burden to you"
 Old Dr. Philbrick was called. He seemed unable to understand the of Mrs. Moll, but told her anxious husband that he'd "have her around in a few days"
 "No, you won't" said Mrs. Moll, resolutely, as she came out of the stupor into which she seemed to have fallen. "Pliny might AS we'll be made to understand the truth, doctor, an it can't be kept from me!n
 Dr. Philbrick did not have Mrs. Moll around ss he predicted. He again and again, and seemed at last to be greatly puzzled over the case.
 "seems as though she'd reely ought to git some stren'th" said Pliny to the doctor. "Her appetite aint failed her yet; she eats morn do-"
 "Plin Moll, that aint SO !' cried his wife, indig- nsntly. During her husbands absence from the room Mrs. Moll had been telling the doctor that it gave her pain to swallow anything at all, and that she didn't eat enough to keep bird alive An elderly relative of MT. Molls called "Aunt Cindy" had by this time been installed as house. keeper and nurse to Mrs. Moll, who steadily grew worse and now gave daily instructions to how should do when she was gone. These details al- ways lett Pliny very much dejected, and one day he said, desperately and tearfully
 "You shA'n't go 'long anything kin be done fer you that ain't been done. An there's got to be a consultation over you, Becky"
 "It won't do no good, said Mrs. Moll, firmly,
 all the doctors in creation couldn't tell what's the matter of me- It's one of them cases the medical profession aint got up to yet, and there ain't no cure for it."
 Nevertheless, MT. Moll determined to have con- sultaton, particularly as old Dr. Phbrick thought it advisable to do so.
 "Pve done all can do, Mir. Moll," he said "Pve bled her and blstered her and poulticed her. and given her great deal and great variety of medi- cine, and yet she is better. really think there should be consultation" Dr. Philbrick belonged to class of rural physi- clans fast becoming extinct He failed to keep pace with the age and sneered at all the discoveries of modern medical science. His remedies were mostly of his own manut tacture, and he bed and bistered his patients until nothing but their iron constitu- tions and the tenacity with which they clung to life kept them alive through course of his treat ment.
 DI. SeNy anu Di' hOooson HNcu HI huJolnlnk villages. They were elderly doctors in full sym pathy with the Philbrick methods of treatment, and Mrs. MolPs situation certainly seemed dan gerous when these three wiseacres came together in consultation over her case. "You've bled her, reckon?" said Dr. Peevy, while tying his horse in front of Mr. MolPs house. "Yes, halt dozen times," replied pr. Phil brick, who had come out of the house to meet his conferrees
 "And blistered herr" asked Dr. Hobbson who had ridden up with pr. Peevy.
 "Yes, yes time and again." replied pr. Phil brick.
 1t was now June, and Mrs. Moll had kept her bed steadily for so long time that even the un. charitable neghbors began to think that there freely was something the matter of Becky Moll,"