The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1889-10-04

pressed my incredulity, delicately
limiting at my observation of his ruse-
Tut, TUT my dear young friend"
said he, testify, you have not yst
grasped the situation. Now, here you
have girl who coughs and has been
hoarse for a long time-then how the
deuce can you get over the fact by
telling the parents that there is no
cause for it! Very likely there is
nothing the matter with her; but why
does she cough?"
That was exactly what her mother
said to me-"
There you are; and mamma was
quite right; there must be some cause
for it We may not be able TO lay our
finger upon it, for we must examine
and understand our patients thor
oughly very often before we can make
out their ailments, and then one finds
the mischief, because, you see, we are
expected to discover it"
But suppose there really is moth
ing"
'-Nonsensei There always is But
even if there were not, we are equally
bound to find it; for If you tell these
ing wrong they will naturally put il
down to your ignorance, and send for
somebody else who has knowledge
enough of human nature or sufficient
savoir fare not to be embarrassed
with so small a difficulty. Now. do
you see my meaning?"
Theoretically there is nothing.
practically there is"
"You may put it so. If so it please
you But 1 assured you that there is
and there is your vigilance and
punctllious exactitude notwithstand-
ing-a little convenient difference in
resonance. The mamma heard the
remark, as intended her to do; she
had not the remotest idea what it
meant-why should she have?-but
she is perfectly happy now that the
cause Of her darling's cough has been
discovered, because she thinks. the
cause being known, the cure will fol-
low- The more unintelligible the ex-
PLANTATION, the more convinced is she
of its correctness One may remedy,
you know, difference in resonan
but how can you pretend to cure a per-
son whom you persistently declare to
have nothing the matter with her?''
l began to understand.
Now" continued this consummate
reader of sOcIety's intelligence, II ad-
init that this is not science"
Nor what the schools and our
academical training teach u.s." haz-
arded l.
Quite 50, my dear fellow; but ac-
cept for once the tuition OF a man who
has not altogether failed in his pro-
fession- What l have taken the
trouble to demonstrate TO you gratis is
n good working rule-smeIling a
little, perhaps, so to speak, of the
shop or OF legal tape-but if our
patrons are satisfied. our patients
made happy our regulations ad-
vanced, can we wisely permit so triv-
ial a matter as departure from slavish
adherence to what is miscalled prin-
ciple to stand between us and success?''
well" admitted /. little sadly,
perhaps you are right"
''Of course / am. my dear young
friend. am cynic. but l succeed.
/ have been, for instance, beseeched
to meet you here to-day. And now for
treatment"
A little delicate counter-irritation
was suggested and agreed on; then
the fashionable physician stepped into
his elegant turnout before the door of
Mount Aureo, amid the profuse thanks
of Mrs Midas Contango, n hundred
guineas richer for his half-hour's
visit AS he shook hands with me, on
throwing himself back among the
cushions of his brougham. the famous
expert smilingly whispered: You
are too modest. my ingenious young
riend; you have already the science
of medicine at your fnger-ends; why
not acquire the art also? Adieur'
One rarely takes part in a consulta-
ton without learning something; but
/ never obtained such valuable practi-
cal knowledge from any meeting with
a brother professional as did in that
inGlorious scene in the drawing-room
of Mount Aureo, in which L was so
sadly let down, for n time at least, in
the estimation OF Mrs. Midas and Miss
Muriel Contango.
Miss Muriel subsequently recovered
her temporarily defective resonance
sufficiently to gladden. the hearts Of
her parents by making a marriage-at
their cost-into a noble house. | still
have the pleasure of ranking her
among my patients, but for no organic
or other serious ailment; and have
it on excellent authority that her hus-
band Viscount Barrenlands. would be
extremely glad at times. when he has
been inordinately extravagant with
his unearned increment. if Lady
Muriers vigor Of voice and physique
were both little less robust Cham
bers' journal.