The Bennington banner. [volume] (Bennington, Vt.) 1858-1894, 1893-07-07

WIN llNA manu- Ou lHC huOl ny Ill
time-''are better than old doctors.
They are just through studying, and
they are better informed about-about
hearts. l am going to send lot of our
set to YOU"
When she realized what she had said,
she blushed.
The doctor felt like playing leap frog
over the table, he was so excited, for he
was as young as he looked in many re-
spects. He contained himself notwith-
standing and bowed her out very grave
ly.
After she had gone he threw himself
in chair, clapped his hands upon his
knees loudly and repeatedly and gave
vent to low whistle to express his de-
light.
AT lastl At last!' he muttered.
Then he ran to the window, and as he
watched the recedipg carriage passing
along toward Fifth avenue he cried out:
Goodbye, thou angel of mercy, of
grace-you're my SAVIOR. You'll send
your set to me-lnd I'll take care of
dyspeptie dowagers and your equity
millionaires. JOve, I'm as good as in
practice already. Six months from
now I'll bring pater down to the city and
take him out to ride in the park"
Extremes meet. The smoker tugs
vigorously at many cigars both when in
trouble or desperation aud when in good
prospects or joy. DIR. Struthers made a
furnace of himself that afternoon. He
thought of his fair patient and contem.
plated more luxurious Office nearer
Fifth avenue, because he had nothing
better to do.
Now, Mr.. Cortland Tyler was an I'M
commonly practical and shrewd man in
his business affairs and sentimental
and devoted man in his private affairs.
He worshipped his daughter Clara as
any wealthy descendant of the good old
Dutchmen of Sir Peter Stuyvesants
time would beautiful and affectiOnate
girl who was his only kin. But Mr..
Cortland Tyler had very little nonsense
about him even in his private life, and
when poor old DR.. Sknyler told him that
his daughters heart diease was imagi-
nation he was inclined to believe it.
As to the new doctor, Struthers, Mr..
Tyler disapproved of him and at first
forbade her to go to see him again. Miss
Clara knew her father pretty well THAT
was why she had so many luxurics and
knicknacks), and she suggested that pos
sibly DR.. Skuyler was not infallible, al
though excellent physician, she adj
mitted, and that perhaps if she did have
heart diease the new physician might be
the means of saving her life. Her father
was powerless against such arguments
as these. The thought of his daughter
having heart diease and leavi him as
his devoted wife had done made him
shudder. When he discovered that after
two weeks of DR.. Struthers' treatment
Clara was certainly none the worse off
and apparently better, he was quite won
over.
Miss Tyler did send some of her set
to the handsome and learned young doc
tor with good results. DR.. Struthers'
practice began to be practice. Colonel
Terrence, whose govt had been going on
for years from bad to worse, for the first
time admitted there was improvement.
Mrs. Arthurs looked at the young man
sharplY through her lorgnette and con
fessed openly that, although she de-
tested dieting, she had not been so com
Portable for years.
PROSPERITY, however, had not brought
peace of mind to DR.. Struthefs. His
new cases were not worrying him or
puzzling his medical resources except
one particular case-the first one, the
author of his good financial fortune
and that was an affair of the heart. 1t
was at the end of the fifth week of his
treatment OF his fair patient that he
stood, his hands in his pocket, looking
into his mirror. The doctor had way
of looking into his mirror when he
wished to be perfectly frank and honest
with himself. Perhaps he was little
vain.
The doctor had to face fact this
morning-namely, he was deep in love
with Miss Tyler. He had sense enough
to know thar, although he was of a good
New England family from good New
England town, he could scarcely pre-
sumo to an alliance with Tyler of New
York for years and years. Besides, he
had only met the young woman pro-
fessionally. and he was assured by the
confidence she placed in him that she
regarded him highly in that light.
"But, but'-he looked at himself
closely in the glass to see whether he
was really a fraud or mott have de-
ceived her, There is really no organic
trouble with her heart. I am curing her
of tho palpitations, and in that sense
am earning my pay AS to the Others Of
her set, they are all cOnvslescing
through the use OF plain meulcal sehsc'
l am sure I'm not half so much of
fraud as that venerable old DR.. Skuyler,
who charges $40 consultation for hood
winking his patients"
Dr. Struthers was an impulsive man,
and his impulses were often good ones.
He had made up his mind that he had
not been treating Miss Tyler justly, and
having reached this conclusion he pro-
ceeded to right matters so much as he
could.
"There's but one thing to do, and that
is to write to her." he said. THAT l
will do, telling her that if she continues
the present prescription she will soon be
well, and that she need see me only oc-
casionally-yes, can't forbear occasion
ally. Then if she really thought | was
well, was the proper form-she would
invite me to call. If she only would.
The doctor ran his hands deeply into
his pockets and looked ravenously az the
figure in the carpet in contemplation OF
that joyful state of affairs. He seized a
pen and started at least five different
notes, taking four times five minutes be-
fore he reached anything like the ex-