The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1891-01-15


Jones' who had met him at dinner.
And when l told him how mad the
other three doctors were at the news of
ms coming into the place, l thought
he'd have split his sides laughing"
"OldF' cried Miss Murgatroyd. .I
heard ne was just in the prime of life"
Well, he's forty odd, if that's what
you call the prime of life,'" said Jones.
And you'll all have a chance to Judge
for yourselves before long, for thew tell
ma he's going to move in this week"
Mrs. Deane was darning her husbands
stockings by the light of shaded lamn.
the next evening but one, when Miss
Melinda Murgatroyd rushed in, pale.
breathless and excited.
"Oh, my dear! my dear. such thing
has happenedr' she cried.
"Eh"" said Mrs. Deane.
troyd.
"Who is?" asked Mrs. Deane.
"Dr. Wiggins, at the corner store, :"
solemnlY enunciated Miss Murgatroyd
'Bless mel" said Mrs. Deane.
"A medical demonstration. said Miss
Murgotroyd. IAN anatomist. A man
that deals in-dead bodiesp'
'Impossible!" cried Mrs. Deane, with
the needle sticking straight into the
toes of the lawyers best blue yarn
stockings.
"Ah!" sighed Miss Murgatroyd, with
little hysterical catching for breath,
tits all very we'll to say impossible, ,
but saw 'em myself. l was Just pass
ing by, on my way to the Dorcas meet
ing, when 1 saw the wagon drive up,
all full of things. Every possible piece
of furniture you could dream of.
Reclining-chairs, glass-cases, velvet
topped stools"
'tHe's going to open an apothecary's
shop in connection with his business, .
exclaimed Mrs. Deane.
"And at the very bottom, my dear,
just wrapped in sheets, were two poor
corpsesp melodramatically exclaimed
Miss Murgatroyd.
Mrs. Deane's jaw dropped "Are you
quite sure?" she asked.
81 saw their poor, pale faces myself"
replied Miss Melinda. 1.-THE wretch
hadn't even the decency to cover them. :"
''Well, never!" said Mrs. Deane.
''This ought to be seen to. Dykeville
isn't a place to countenance such iniqui-
ties. III let Deane know right off.
He's smoking his pipe in his Office, snug
and handyr'
"And I'll step over to Hunters and
mention tho thing to Squire Goshawk
on the wayv' excitedly cried Miss Me-
linda, with the sensation of modern
Joan of Are. Ezf
Dr. Wiggins had had hard time
moving his worldly goods from the
freight depot of the Boxtown & Dyke
vile railway. His skeleton hael become
disartieulated, and the manillin had
been doubled up under fortg-pound
demijohn of carbolic acid and hopeless
ly ruined. The bottles were broken in
his case of best Otard brandy; he
couldn't find his amputating instru-
ments, and his favorite meerschaum
had cracked in two pieces.
''I'll be hanged if ever you catch me
moving again!" he fervently calculated
as he sat down to eat some bread and
meat out of a paper in front of smoky
fire and drink cold coffee from a tin can
which leaked. And just then there
came solemn tap-tap at his door.
my first patient" thought DR.. Wig
gins, hiding the bread and meat behind
a medical encyclopaedia and hurrying to
open the door.
There stood three tall men-Leon-
idas Hunter, Squire William Goshawk
and Mr.. Deane.
Walk in, gentlemen; walk in" said
the doctor, and he rubbed his hands and
looked at them with an air of smiling
expectancy. in what way can serve
you this EVENING""
Sir" said Squire Goshawk, we're a
peaceable and law-abiding populace
here, but there are some things which
human flesh and blood can't stand"
"And this is one of 'em," sputtered Mr..
Deane.
1--WE can't allow it." said 'Leonidas
Hunter.
"You must either leave Dykeville or
abandon that branch of your profess
sion," said Mr.. Deane.
And the sooner you understand this
fact, the better" added Squire Goshawk,
with dignity.
All the while they spoke, the eyes of
the three inquisitors were wandering
around the room in restless, erratic
sort of way, which struck the doctor
with amazement.
Gentlemen" said he, ''what on earth
do you mean?"
where are they?" said Squire Cos
hawk.
II don't know what you're talking
about" said DIR. Virgins.
mo equivoques, sir" sternly uttered
Mr. Deane. You are greatly mistaken
if you think that the criminal law will
not reach YOU"
I'VE allude, sir" said Leonidas Hunt
er, ito the bodies"
''What bodies@ said DIR. Virgins.
Come said the lawyer, ''this won't
go down! They were seen to be carried
into this house, wrapped in white
sheets, in the broad light of-of-" he
was going to say day" but corrected
himself by adding: 1.-The street-lamps.'
''oh!' said DR.. Virgins, light break