The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1892-01-09

years OF age. AT dinner, however, MA
telephone rang-for they have a few
modern appliances up there, including
q tank drama-and he was urged to
hasten to the bedside of u sick baby. IL
went with him and held the mare.
stTheres naught SO much the spirit
soothes as run and true religion" re-
marked Byron, a poet once in vogue. 1t
is evident that he had never waited for
a country doctor as he tended a crying
child. Such an experience is not only
soothing to the spirit; it is a narcotic to
the senses. When the doctor returned
I was fast asleep, while the mare was in
q state of semicollapse.
What did you do for the baby?:" !
asked.
"Told them tt kill the cow" he an
swered Grossly, and | did not pursue the
subject.
Later in the afternoon he was called
TO a patient living eight miles away.
Our road led through a dense forest, and
the air was sitting. Before we had
emerged from the woods a storm came
on, and the lightning flashed around us
in a realistic way worthy of a well
staged rendition of Uncle .om's Cabin"
We were wet to the skin, and my ON
panion seemed to realize that the expc
rience was not pleasant to me. for he of
fered ma a ci"ar Amid the war of the
elements l grew desperate and lighted
his gift. After the first puff ] really
hoped that l should be stricken b. light
ming.
The shower had cleared away as we
drew mp before a low rooted, red painted
cottage surrounded by trees. A very
pretty girl opened the door to the doc
tor, while continued my occupation Of
holding IA mare that would not nave run
away under the i1npulsion Of a dynamite
bomb. My friend returned after the e3-
piration of an exceedingly short time.
Nobody sick IN there" Ee remarked:
san old nervous, that's ALL"
How oldY' | asked a~nxiously.
"One hundred and q. She's be-
ginning to grow somewhat supersensi-
tive"
On our return to the Office we found
several patients waiting for the dis
penser of potions, pills and powders.
My doctor spent a hour or more reliev-
ing the aches and pains that had sought
him ont. Then we had supper. Before
the meal was over the telephone rang
again. The man of science serenely
abandoned his cold ham and iced tea.
and l could hear him say:
Eyes: give the baby two drops at H."
"Hello! No. don't wake her up during
the night. If she's restless at sunrise
rub her with oil. That's all. Goodby."
Before he could resume his supper .
patient rang the Office bell. My doctor
was engaged for n hour. When be re-
Joined me ON the piazza the mare was at
the door.
sMore calls?" I asked.
eyes, of course I always spend tho
evening OF the road"
We are gons until II o'clock. The
roads we traversed, the darkness Of the
woods. the dreary barking of watch dogs
are to me like an unpleasant dream.
We returned to the Office tired and worn.
The doctor looked pale. and I supposed
of course that he would go at once to
bed. What was my a3tonishment to see
him place upon his desk q number Of
account books.
els not your days work doney" I
asked.
He smiled hopelessly. "Just begun.
my boy. If l didn't work now the re-
suit of the last tw~enty-four hours would
amount to nothing in dollars and cents"
Then he spent half an hour in making
notes for his days labor. I watched him
with an emotion that was almost rev.
erential. Here, if anywhere, was a man.
Subduing all inclinations toward friv-
olity or even healthy recreation, he goes
on his way day after day, applying as
skillfully as he can the scientific knowl.
edge in his grasp.
For him there is no night, no Sunday,
no vacation; always fighting death he
gives up his life to the conflict. And
what does he find? Testy patients, ig-
norant people who neglect his commands.
ungrateful fools who seem to think that
he is a slave to their demands, men and
women who look for miracles and do not
know that even q doctor cannot always
stay the hand of Terror's King.
"And now for bed" l exclaimed, as he
laid aside his books.
"Not yet. l must have my case re-
filed"
Ont into the night again. Near at
hand IL light CLEANS in the window of a
drug store. a sleepy clerk answered
our knock, and in u few minutes my
doctor was busy with the bottles ON the
shelf. He was at work fully half an