Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1889-11-30

and one day he said, desperately AND
tearfully:
You shan't go long as any thing
kin be done fer you that amt been done.
An there's got to be consultation
over you, Becky"
1T won't do no good" said Mrs.
Mol, fl ~mly; "all the doctors in crea
ton couldn't tell what's the matter
of me. It's one of them cases the
medical profession amt got up to yet.
and there ain | no cure for it
Nevertheless, Mr.. Mol determined
10 have consultation. particularly as
old Dr. Philbrick thought it advisable
10 do so.
1--we done all | can do, Mr.. Moll,"
he said; I've bled her and blistered
her and poulticed her, and given her
4 great deal and a great variety o
medicine, aud yet she is nc better. |
really think there should be con-
4ultation.
DIR. Philbrick belonged to class of
rural physicians fast becoming ex-
met. He failed to keep pace with
the age, and sneered at all the dir
coveries of modern medical science.
His remedies were mostly of his own
manufacture, and he bled and blistered
his patients until nothing but their
iron constitutions and the tena,'ity
with which they chung to life kept
oh n Of
treatment.
DR.. Peevy and DR.. Hobbson lived in
adjoining villages. They were elderly
doctors in full sympathy with the
Philbrick methods of treatment. and
Mrs Moll's situation certainly seemed
dangerous when these three wise
acres came together in consultation
over her case.
you've bled her, reckon?" said
DR.. Peevy, while tying his horse in
ont of Mr.. Mol's house.
Eyes, half dozen times" replied
Dr. Philbrick, who had come out of
the house to meet his conferrees.
And blistered her?' asked DR..
Hobbson, who had ridden up with DIR.
Peevy.
Yes, yes; time and again." replied
DIR. Philbrick.
1t was now June. and Mrs Moll had
Kept her bed steadily for so long a
time that even the uncharitable
neighbors began to think that there
Freely was something the matter of
Becky Mol" and great interest was
felt in the case throughout the neigh
borhoOd.
Mrs. Mol seemed to enjoy the pros
pect of a consultation over he case.
IL was a distinction and privilege she
had never yet enjoyed, even though
she had lived with one foot in the
grave" most of her life. But she
was firm in the conviction that the
consultation would amount to nothing
20 far as her recovery was concerned.
Its mostly to please Piiny, poor
man, that I've consented to the con-
sultatiOn," she said. Il know that
forty dozen consultations wouldn't
cure me- I've had SO many diseases
my system is all wore out and amt
a mite O stren'th left I've endoored
all one pore human frame kin endoor,
and I IN convinced that I've got an in
durable complaint now. My grand
mothers aunt lay in bed two years,
Just as I'm dom, fore she died, and
Pliuy had Il second cousin go off jist
as I'm goin', and nobody knowed
what aided him. 1t runs in the
family and there's no use fghtin'
ag'in it. If live through the consul
tation it's bout all expect to do.
She received the three doctors with
stoical calmness, and replied to all
their questions in meek and feeble
voice.
please put out your tongue,
ma am" said DIR. Peevy, while DR.,
Hobbson felt her pulse, with his eyes
fixed on his immense silver watch.
Then Ms. Moll was put through
such long catechism of questions.
and subjected to such humping OF
the chest and pounding of The back
that her feeble siren tn" was subject
ed to severe strain. The examina-
ton of the patient lasted for q full
hour, and then the trio of physicians
withdrew to consult together.
"Supposing we walk out into the
orchard. Brother Peevy," suggested
Dr. Phil brick. I'm afraid the MUIR
mur of our voices will make the pa
tient nervous, as she's in the next
room. 1t pears to me like a mighty
serious case"
''She does seem to be pretty bad OF, "
acquiesced DR.. Peevy, as he put on
his hat in accordance with DR.. Phil
brick suggestion that the consulta-
ton be held in the GOODNESS and still
ness of the old orchard. short dis
lance in the rear Of the house. No
sooner were the doctors out of the
house than Mrs. Mol called Aunt
'Cindy. And Aunt 'Cindy appeared
Where's Pliny?" asked Mrs. Moll.
81 see him goin' out toward the
n,edder lot when the doctors come,
replied Aunt 'Cindy. He seemed TO
be too worried and Uneasy to stay in
the house while this here powwow was
goin' on. He's been like fish out OF
water ever sence he knew it was goin
10 be-.
Pore man, pore man. said Mrs
Mol. It'll be hard On him to give
me up, but he's got to do it. My
stren'th Is gofn' faster and faster
every day. l wisht you'd tell Pliny