The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1898-08-27
The Doctors VindicatiOn
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
An Unperformed Miracle.

THERE was once learned doctor
who had studied long and hard,
but in Cucuguano, where he had set
tied, no one had faith in him. Meet
ing him always with book in his
hand, the Cucuguanese said: O
THAT doctor knows nothing, he is
always studying; if he studies so much,
1T means he has need to learn; if he
needs to learn, it means he does not
know; if he does not know, he is an
ignoramus."
A doctor without patients is like a
lamp without oil. Without other re-
sources, forced therefore to earn liv-
ing by hook or by crook. up to this time
the poor devil had not been able even
to pay for the water he drank. He de-
-cided there would have to be a change.
So one day he managed to spread
abroad through al Cucuguano the re-
port that his science was so sublime
and all-powerful that not only could
he heal the sick-mere child's play
but raise the dead as well, miracle of
God, surely. And this miracle he
promised to perform openly in broad
day, in the graveyard amid the multi
tude.
Few gave credence to the report.
Yet even the incredulous said: 1--WE
will let him attempt it, anyhow. Let's
see him at work-the proof of the pud-
ding is the eating, He may succeed
he reads so much, and nowadays such
wonderful discoveries are being made.
II he succeeds, we will applaud him; if
not, we will hiss him out of the coun-
tryside. Let him bring man 10 life
again and we will say he is the clever
est doctor we nave ever had"
Finally it was settled that on the fol-
lowing Sunday. at the stroke OF noon,
in the cemetery of Cucuguano, the doe
tor would raise man from the dead
nine or ten. some old women went so
Tar as to say:
That Sunday, long before noon, the
graveyard was as jammed as is the |
church on Holy Easter day. True to |
his word, Oh the second stroke of the |
bell appeared the doctor, all in black. |
He elbowed his way to the steps of the |
central cross. There he saluted the |
crowd, spat on the ground, blew his |
nose and began:
my dear friends, have promised to |
bring one of your dead back to life.
I intend to keep my word. BE silent
and hearken to me. 1t will cost me abb
solutely no effort to raise from the
tomb Giascomo or Giovanni, Mamma
or Beta, Amadoe or Simone. Shall
raise Simone? Simone-what was his
last name? Simone Capannaro, who
died of pleurisy year ago."
Excuse me, signor dottore," said
Caterina, poor Simone's widow. Ger
tainly he was fine fellow; he made me
very happy, and I will mourn him as
long as i have eyes for tears. But,
pray, do not bring him back; for, you
see, toward the end of the month I'm
to put off mourning, and, to please my
family, I'm to marry Pasqualone. The
banns are already published, and Pve]
acceptedthe presents"
you did well to tell me, Caterina.
Then Will raise Nina Garcia, who died
day."
For heavens sake. signor dottore!"
cried Giacomo Garcia; Nina was my
wife; we lived together ten years-ten
years of purgatory. as all Cucuguano
knows. Let her stay where she is, for
her rest and mine. What peppery
temper, doctor! Obstinate as mule,
azy and quarrelsome, and slovenly !
and ragged! And that is not all.
Iyasteful. and q tongue!-a viper's |
ongue that would have set st. Joseph I
10 quarreling with the Madonna. l I
night edd. 2rt that's better left un-
said" {
yet. my dear fellow" {
Excuse me for interrupting, signor
lottore. A new broom sweeps clean.
Gina left me three brats, who certain
Y do not take after their ia Their, and,
is could not handle them all, have
married. again-so, you see, 1t is use
ess."
swell and good. I can conceive IL
would be martyrdom to have two
wives in the house; one is more than |,
nough sometimes. Then whom shall q
restore to you, my dear people?
must find some one. How about Master
'ietro?" g
"Ah, my poor father!" cried voice.
May God rest his soul! A good man I