The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1899-02-08

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tleman, his destination would not
have long remained matter of doubt.
Three or four doors along the ave-
nue. his anxious gaze encountered a
sign, "Dr. Conrad Schniitdeil, and
toward that Mecca, for it was east oil
where he stood, he bent his steps.
Mr.. Quirk's complaint was two
fold. He suffered from sensitiveness
and nervousness; he had poor control
OF his feelings and still worse of his
muscles. He regarded doctor as a
court Of last resort, and he hesitated
when he turned the handle to open
the door.
A young looking man advanced, and
OF him Quirk inquired:
''Is Doctor Schmitdeil IMP"
"Uf he vas not oudt, 1 vas in, |
dink, " remarked the other, in broken
English.
The words irritated Mr.. Quirk.
You are too smart, by half, for an
office boy" he declared in a sharply
reproving tone. "Where is the doc
tor?"
81 vas him, mineself, 1 toldt you, -
responded the German.
Really, are you Doctor Conrad
Schmitdeil, the promising young ply,
sician of whom everyone is talking?'
said Quirk, scarcely believing that
such could be the case.
The youthful Teuton nodded
gravely.
II vas him" said he; then, draw
ing from the shelf large book, he
added, "My register; vot is your
name?"
George Quirk. replied his patient,
nervously. AS the other failed to
understand, he repeated: "Quirk,
Quirk! Can't you understand?
Q-u-i.r-k, Quirk."
81 would not got so oxcited aboudt
it," retorted the physician, and com
mentod to himself. ''Vell, I don't
care; l dakes his sass in der pill
oudt Of"
"Who's excited? Who's excited?"
queried Quirk, nervously.
"Uf twas not me, I dink you know
yourself peter. 1 dinks dere vas
Something's der matter NIT YOU"
"Of course, you blamed fool" CON-
menced Quirk. The German rose to
his feet, but George continued as
calmly as was possible for so excita-
BILE a gentleman. "Of course! Do
you suppose 1 would consult physi-
clan if there wasn't something the
matter with me?"
81 dinks forgot dat" said the
doctor, scratching his head. "Vot is
wrong?"
Nervousness and sensitiveness. +"
NERVOUSNESS and sunsitiveness;
dot vas pad. Vas you so your hands
would not stay still vile you dinks?"
"Oh, worse than that, far worse!
/ am as nervous as-as a young man
proposing, and as sensitive as an as
piring poet-as an aspiring poet. 1.
tell you, Doctor Schmitdeil, it's
awful"
"Oh, it is not so VERSE;" said the
physician, cheerfully, for he had
picked up little of our slang. "Uf
you do vat I tells you, a cure will
quickly result itself 1 haf tried it on
several uf mine patients und it vas
nefer failed. But it will be quite hard
for you to make your mindt up to do
vat 1 tell you"
"What must 1 do?" inquired Quirk,
nervously.
Become a canvasser," replied the
doctor, "und dake subscriptions for
mitgazine. Uf dat don't effect cure,
1 will ate my hat-dot is unless you
vas an incurable."
Il am not an incurable. 1 assure
you, Doctor Schmitdeil," said Quirk,
solemnly.
"Den I am quite certain dot you
Won't been yourself at dat time next
month. Uf you do vot 1 tell you, Mr..
Quirk, you are all o. Gay. Vot you
must do vas dis: Send to a mitgazine
for terms und outfit und get right to
veirk, seriously, shust as dough your
life depended it on. You will nefer
again bo troubled NIT sunsitiyeness,
at least"
Thanks, doctor, thanksl I'll try
it at once, and let you know the re-
suit. How much for your advice?"
dot vas agreeable to me, Mr..
Quirk. Fife dollars, sir, are my
charges in dis case."
Rather ruefully, George drew bill
from his pocket and handed it to the
Teuton. The latter laughed wisely as
he opened the door for his patient.
81 toldt mineself his sass l would |
get my pay for" he reflected. eft is
quite expensive to be neirfous and |