The Mason County journal. [volume] (Shelton, W.T.) 1886-1927, 1890-01-24
CACKLES LIKE A HEN.
A San Francisco Medical Man Puts Ole
Ananias to Shame.

A San Francisco Medical Man Puts Old
Ananias to Shame.
s'I've got good story for you," said
a well-known physician few days ago,
land it's as true as gospel.
"Some months ago a young friend of
mine. a teller in one of the city banks,
had the misfortune to ruin the cornea of
his eye while out hunting. When / say
that this friend was bad shot think
have said enough. Learning that doc
tor in Padua, Italy, had made special
study of the eye and claimed to be able
to substitute the cornea of fowl or an
animal, my friend, who was man of
means, iourneyed to Italy and the doc
tor successfully grated chickens
cornea in the human eye; the graft
united quickly and formed very trans
parent, shining and convex cornea.
"My friend was quite elated at the
success of the operation, claimed that he
saw perfectly well, and upon his return
resumed his position in the bank. He
had only been at his desk three days
when wheat man from Port Costa came
in to draw out some money. He had
just been down to the board of trade
rooms and carried in his hand sample
of wheat which he had been tasting.
When his money was counted out to him
he carelessly dropped a few grains of
wheat on the counter, when, to his great
surprise, my friend, the teller, jumped
upon his stool and tapping his arms in
true chicken style commenced to peck
away at the wheat, which he swallowed
with evident satisfaction.
1.-THE depositor, thinking he had
crazy man to deal with, was about to
yell for a policeman, when my friend,
who by that time had gotten his good
eye to bear upon the scene, apologized
profusely and smoothed matters b. say
ing that he was subject to sudden nerv
GUS attacks and begged Mr. to over
look his peculiar actions. The depos-
itor with many curious backward
glance drew his money and left.
''My friend asked permission to absent
himself for the afternoon, and leave be-
ing accorded, put on his hat and coat and
sought the fresh air. Directly in front
of the bank stood poultry wagon with
coops we'll filled with chickens and
ducks. Ignoring the ducks the unfortu
nate victim of the Padua theory made
one bound for the wagon, and getting
up on the seat next tie driver he COM
menced to 'cluck-cluck' in the most APP
proved barnyard style. In two minutes
all the fowls in coops were clucking as
though they had laid eggs enough to
supply the whole of San Francisco. The
driver looked on aghast, and passers-by
stopped and gazed at the singular scene
of fashionably dressed man in silk
nat who sat on top of a poultry wagon
chirping to chickens.
My friend came to his senses after
awhile, jumped from the vehicle, and
hurried up the street. Thinking that
his brain was becoming affected he
dropped into two or three wineries and
drank several stiff brandies and sodas.
'Seven o'clock found him at the rooms
of the California Athletic club, of which
he was a member. He was little the
worse for wear by this time and thought
something of taking little snooze in
one of the side rooms. No sooner, how
ever, did his chicken eye alight upon
the horizontal bars in the gym -asium
| than he made dash for one of them,
climbed up the side rail- tucked one leg
up in the air, and, allowing his head to
fall upon his breast quietly went to
| roost.
Gin conclusion, need only add that
the victim of the Italian doctor is now
under my care and that this story is per-
/ fectly true. San Francisco Chronicle.