The Portland daily press., 1893-10-25

tan Improvement society, to present to the
said doctor an engrossed copy of these resolu-
tons, and that the said committee also pro-
cure their publication in The Wagon Tire War
whoop.
But two men voted in opposition to these
resolutions-the druggist and the under
taker. Self interest was freely charged
against them.
The committee was duly appointed and
soon waited on the young physician. He
was found in the open square in front of
the postoffice writing a prescription for a
ranchman on shingle. He read the reso-
buttons calmly, then looked at the horizon
and smiled feebly as he observed, well,
there are more horses and mules in this
country than men, and guess on the whole
they have got more brains than the men,"
Dr. Caraway made not the least resist
ance to the order He removed the M D.
after his name on the sign. substituted V.
S. and was ready for practice on the animal
kingdom. 1.-THE ease with which our eff
Gent physician" observed The War
whoop, turns from man to animals is re-
markable. Persons having sick horses,
mules, cattle or hogs would do we'll to con-
suit him early. Calls from Red Bird City
to attend the distinguished citizens of that
The doctors first call in his new field was
to treat a horse belonging to Jim Crab
stock, president of the board of trade The
young man hurried away to the Crabstock
barn with his patent leather bag in his
hand. He soon returned and wrote long
prescription, which brought back the drug
gist's> old serenity. Only the undertaken
still stood on the sidewalk and cried out
against the injustice Of the change. He re-
turned to the barn carrying large bottle,
the contents of which he gave to the horse
Then he came out and closed and fastened
the door carefully and sat down on an
empty cracker box. He sat there long
time, occasionally peeping through crack
in the door at his patient. In reply to the
inquiries of Crabstock when that citizen
came home to dinner he said:
Eyes, your horse is going to come out all
right. What he needs is rest. just gave
him something to make him sleep, and
when he wakes up he will be good deal
better"
You are dead sure you know how to
treat the horse?" asked Crabstock.
Certainly Isn't that my business?" an
swered the doctor, with suspicion of in
dignation in his voice
''Mebby you do. l hope so. But the
Flunkmour college amt veterinary school.
you know
"On the contrary, that is precisely what
it is" The young man looked away at the
horizon proudly and then smiled gently in
his old way. Crabstock went into the house
All the afternoon DR.. Caraway sat on the
box and watched the horse through the
crack. He beckoned to every man who
came within range to come and look at
him. Until it Yves too dark to see he had
procession of men tiptoeing up to the
crack and peeping in at the animal "See
how naturally he sleeps" he would say
THAT IS what the horse wants-rest and
sleep. When he wakes up, Tll give him
this" and he drew another big bottle from
the box, land that will fetch him out all
right" He retired to his room about mid
night after locking the barn door, but he
was again at the crack at sunrise, waiting
for the opportunity to administer the other
bottle Soon he was marshaling another
procession of men and making them speak
in whisper for fear of waking the horse
A certain per cent Of these fingered to see
the second bottle given, so that at o'clock
in the afternoon, when the doctor announced
that the horse had slept enough and should
be Weakened, there was a considerable num-
Der present. He called upon Judge Dur
leigh of the county court to carry the bot
tie and then opened the door. He went in,
followed by the crowd, and cautiously ap-
preached the sleeping animal. He took
hold Of one of his feet and pulled gently
The horse was dead.
Subsequently County Coroner Biggert,
who happened to drop in. gave it as his I'M
official opinion that the animal had died
soon after swallowing the first bottle.-New
York Tribune