Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1890-07-31
HE MADE ANOTHER RICH.
srARcHING THE ROOM WHILE THE
DOCTORS DISAGREED.

How a Wide Awake Merchant Decided a
Knotty Medical Dispute and Made His
Friends Fortune-City Tricks That We're
VseIess in "a small Town.
Il have made one fortune in my time"
said an old merchant the other day,
''and"-
..Spent it," broke in the writer.
Didn't have that pleasure"
Lost it,"
"No. sir: the fortune | made was that
of another man.
"How was that" asked the writer.
after left college" replied the first
sneaker, Il knocked about the country,
here and there, for few years, before
settled down in this city. In the course
of nv wanderings | met an old school
friend who had gone to. "a medical col
Iege and was then just starting to build
M practice in small country town.
When | ran across him he was in
dreadful fit of the blues, and | said to
him, after first greetings had been ex-
changed: WHY, old man, you're not like
YOUR former self at all. You haven't
killed anybody yet, have you:
"'No, no! my boy. he answered, not
that. But, if may confide in you with
safety. as | think can, will tell you
nv difficulties. I'm madly in love with
the most beautiful girl in all the world
and she loves me, but all her people are
opposed to our marriage, because the old
man is wealthy and | am poor They
want her to marry rich sutton who is
after her, and feel like "A brute in ask
ing her to wait for me till am able to
support her. while that prospect seems
so distant. I've been in this town for
six months now and not a single patient
have secured.
THE OLD TRICKS NO GOOD.
"'How many rivals have YOU got
here?' inquired.
"'Only one, he answered, old DIR.
Scroggs, but he has been here for forty
years or more all 10y himself He re-
sents my intrusion as a personal insult,
and so do his patients, | think. There
seems TO be a prejudice against young
doctors. anyway. and am heartily dis
couraged.
why don't YOU try some of the time
honored old tricks of the trader said
"lou know them as well as do. Have
boy rush into church and whisper in
your ear where you sit, well up toward
the front. Then grab your hat and make
as much noise as you can going out. Get
up half a dozen prescriptions and have
the bottles directed to Mrs. Smith, Mr.
Brown, etc, and then see that they are
delivered to the wrong houses Send for
them again. explaining that in the rush
Of business these little mistakes will
sometimes happen. There are a dozen
such little dodges that
"'No use. my dear boy he answered,
with sigh. All those pretty games are
N. g. in a small town. If Mrs. Smith
has toothache nearly everybody else
here knows it or will hear of it some
day. The tricks would all be discovered
here to a dead certainty. and would be
worse off than ever. They are all right
enough in big city, but
"'What's that. exclaimed, as a ter
rifle banging was heard at the outer door.
Charley, my friend. went to the door,
and girls voice came out of the dark
ness, saying. Come down to the hotel,
doctor, there's a traveller there took down
with fiji or somethin' and he's like to
die.
THE BOTTLE DID 1T.
Charley grabbed case of instru-
ments. and we both started for the hotel
on run. We got there a few minutes
before old Scroggs. for whom the girl
who told us had also gone. Before
Scroggs got up to the travellers room
Charley had diagnosed the case to his own
satisfaction. and was looking very wise