The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-08-16
MY FRIEND, THE DOCTOR
How He Was Caught Making
Moonahine Whisky.

Strabismus Dollarhide, NJ d.. was .
Pine Hills physician. The balsam
which resin is thought to give TO the At
mosphere was not natural antidote
for malaria. as the shriveled, hide
bound look Of a majority Of the people
OF that region indicated. Even the
hogs were generally thin and puny and
tile cattle were apparently lineal
descendants Of the stock whose blue
meat furnished food for soldiers In the
days Of the southern confederacy. SO.
at a crossroads, In wild waste of
pines, the doctor had erected double
log house, where he lived with his wife
and one daughter Here he had built
up, as he expressed 1t, Sc lucrative
practice" Though numerous, his pa
tients were all poor, and It seemed
strange that he should thrive so we'll;
yet he ayerred that he never took
truck for a bill only cash-and I'm
pretty well fixed. as You can see He
was well fxed. His house was neatly
furnished rs are many such houses In
these backwoods, rough without, and
attractive within-and he had \ farm
of two hundred acres, planted in corn,
which he said never failed Of crop"
His daughter was a pretty girl, well
grown, with a natural grace and un-
affected hospitality that was charming;
her mother In feature and manner, so
like her--she seemed not day older
that no one would suspect the real re-
lationship
There was no reason why he should
not be happy, he said, though settled
down in the woods, away from So
called civilization, At any rate he
was satisfied, while his wife and daugh-
ter we're delighted with their hermit
like existence. The doctor was ven
cradle man. His beard and forehead
were Tennysoniati. and the intelligent
stranger. coming upon him here, was
half inclined to doubt the evidence OF
his own eyes. He was well educated,
too, and talked like = book" as the
natives declared among themselves
when recounting his accomplishments.
The doctors home was situated be-
tween two railway lines, the distance
between them being eighty miles
was riding through the wilderness ono
afternoon in autumn; my horse flea
bitten, spawned iron-gray relic, which
] had purchased solely for the. purpose
OF the journey was ambling down
rocky steep 10 reach brook that
flowed at the foot. lie stumbled, fell,
rolled over. ! remained on the ground,
unable to move; he rolled on and only
stopped when he reached the alter,
where he lay still | attempted to rise,
you cant do tt said a person
whose voice bespoke that he was near
me. II saw you fall and know you got
it in the hip. A fracture" he pro-
nounced, after an examination. LET
me assist you into my buggy and take
you to my house. "
thanked him MY horse." sug-
gested, pointing to the animal, prone
on the ground.
His neck's broken. It was the most
beautiful fall ever saw. II your in
jury Is as interesting, ! will have =
readable, story for my next letter to
the medical journal"
You are physician, them
Yes. Its not much loss" he re-.
marked, as | gave sympathetic look,
despite my OWE almost mortal pain, at
the old gray's body. Hes served man
many years and is now gone to serve
the buzzards. I'll send one Of my hands
down to skin him. though he hardly
worth it, =
was put TO bed The case proved
an interesting one, and the doctor
cared for me with a skillful hand, the
wife doing me mothers part and the
daughter lessening pain by her cheer
full presence and entertaining converse
ton.
Days waned; frost glistened in the
moonlight, then glittered in the morn
ing sun and melted into the purple
haze which wrapped the pines in It's
embrace and scattered its iilmy threads
among the red aud golden glory Of oak
and hickory leaves Days, succeeding
themselves, became weeks; the weeks
grewlihto month
One evening when was able to sit
up and hobble about, occupied aschair
beside an open window. A fire was
burning Opposite me sat the daugh.
ter reading. ! felt that ii would be nc
great punishment were | doomed tc
sit there forever looking at her. Her
face was oval. brown, but OF marble
smoothness; hair and eyes black. Thi.
photograph is conventional but true
was not in love with her Aand car
hence add thatNshe Was beautiful
Are you not afraid you VIII catct
cold with that window up? She spoke
closing her book and laying il on hel
lap.
No. ! answered The air /.
pleasant; besides love tile landscape
and imagine | cannot see it to gooc
. advantage with the sash down shs
knew that | had been gazing at hei
face instead III the landscape, but sal,
nothing
Are r6n named for Shakespeare
N Rosasind9N asked. that being he
name
Yes. Father knows this book. \ tap
ping the volume with her finger, %,
heart, and IN a dreamy moment name
me for thaAspIendid woman. But sh
had too raucM spirit for me.
y don't know about that re-
spoAded. in tone to indicate my doub
q her estimate Of herself
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