The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1894-08-01
VERY TRYING.
The Unfortunate Position OF Two Patients
In Doctors once.

The Unfortunate Position OF Two Patients
In a Doctors once.
There is doctor in a neighboring city
who makes a speciality Of diseases Of the
nose and throat. He is a skillful and sue
cegsful practitioner and has made a great
reputation for himself One morning, not
SO very long ago, a young man went te
see him. The specialist asked him few
questions, peered down his throat and
then took a towel and wet it under a tap.
He handed the towel to the young man
and said. Put that towel over your nos
trils and mouth and go into this room in
the rear OF my office. Breathe through it
until [ tell you to come out. Do not, in
any circumstance, remove the towel until
-all you into this Office
The young man did as he was bid He
walked into the rear room, which was
ments and books and containing two easy
chairs. AS he went in he looked at his
watch. 1t was 1870 O'Clock. He placed
the wet towel over his nostrils and mouth
and sat down in one of the chairs. He
had not been there longer than IS min
utes when the door opened and the rather
pretty young woman whom he had OBJ
served in the waiting room came in. She
carried wet towel in her hand, and she
carefully placed it over her nostrils and
mouth and sat down in the other chair.
They sat there for half an hour longer.
Then the girl thought of something. She
held up her hands and slowly and labori-
ously spelled out with her fingers, Do
you understand the sign languageg" The
young man nodded his head vigorously.
Then she spelled out, ''What on earth
makes him keep US here so 1ong?" The
young mans fingers told her that he didn's
know. Il don't dare go away or go out
there, = she spelled. for he's awful cross.
and he's so high priced and knows SO much
that want to get all the good can from
= hove LODI
young man.
BY this time it was O'Clock. They
moved their chairs together. still keeping
the now dry towels over their mouths and
nOstrils and talked with their fingers fol
another hour. At 4 O'Clock the imprison-
ment became little less than torture They
could not walk around, for if they did the
towels would drop off, and that would
never do. They did not want to go out
into the doctors office, for they did not
know but the doctor might have an ex-
cellent object in keeping them there. They
endured another hour. When the young
man looked at his watch for the three
hundred and thirty seventh time, he found
it was 5 clock. During that hour, from
4 to 5. he had been growing very restless.
He was hungry. At 5 o'clock he tore of
the towel and said vigorously: "I'n not
stay here another minute for all the throat
doctors in the world This is a blank
blank outrage" The young woman pulled
her towel down and said, oh, I'm ever SC
much obliged to you for thati'
Then together, carrying the towels, they
went out to the other office 1t was empty.
They went into the waiting room. There
was no ono there. They walked out the
front door and down the step. They saw
no one Half a block down the street they
met the doctor ambling along with a big
cigar in his mouth and a look of serene
contentment on his face. - Herel" shouted
the young man to him the three mot.
"What in the name of the larynx of this
great joss do you mean by keeping US in
that room SO long?''
The look of contentment on the doctor 3
face gave place to startled expression.
why" he said confusedly. upon my
soul. forgot all about you."-Bufalo
Express.