The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1900-04-21

err took that out, washed 1t up and pu
it back after which they went tn,
rounds of the other organs with al
the latest apparatus, and when they
were through with him Tremens was a
new man.
"Splendidly successful operation
said the house surgeon rubbing his
hands over it. Hell die in an hour or
two."s
Tremens came out from under the
chloroform in time to hear the end of
this, and hazily requested a repetition.
you haven't more than two hours
to live, my friend" said the house sur
geon.
"Bosh," said Tremens. "Im thirsty"
During the next three hours he re-
peated this observation very frequent
ly and in constantly Strengthening ac-
cents. He didn't seem to be dying as
fast as the doctors expected. BY and
by he began to get peevish and to
swear because nobody brought him any
water. The staff consulted again and
explained the case to him.
eff you drink water you will die i'm
mediately If you don't you may live
several hours yet
Thanks" said Tremens 1--WE
been going shy on water for several
long months and guess I can stand 1T
for while How about a long, cool
ing sherry cobbler?"
He didn't get the sherry cobbler and
he continued to be thirsty; very bitter
ly thirsty in time, for the thirst that
foII oh c hoy
that which follows drink Every now
and then a doctor would drop around
to see If Tremens was still alive, and
would go away very mucn surprised to
find that he was. Once he asked to be
bathed in cold water, and as the nurse
spunged him nature asserted itself
fiercely and he darted his head for
ward, biting at the sponge, but missed
1t and fell back in faint.
For seventy hours the patient went
without drink. At the end of that time
he was an object to give man bad
dreams, His eyes were points Of fire;
the skin of his face was like the
crumpled end of a drum and his teeth
wouldn't close because of the size Of
his tongue. 1t became evident that he
was near to death of thirst, which is
about the most unpleasant death
known outside the history of the In
QUESTION. So the doctors decided to
give him water. He was still able to
talk when they came to tell him.
will 1t kill me?' he asked.
They said that 1t would,
Sure thing?"
a q
would have been a short time before
Tremens had destroyed some of their
calm and beautiful faith in themselves.
Still, they didn't give him much en-
couragement On the other hand he
would surely die If he didn't drink
They had been moved to admiration by
his stole endurance of the torments and
they preferred to have him die In
comparative comfort. All this they
told him.
Give me the water whispered
Tremens. IF I've got to die. I'd rather
have 1t So | can't stand this much
ing to pull through
He absorbed water like dry sponge,
but not in huge gulp, for they only let
him have ii In driblets. In the course
of two hours he had, consumed nearly
two quarts and he began to look al
most like a live human being again.
Then he went to sleep.
Hell die In his sleep, probably" said
the house doctor. Its best So"
In the course Of time Tremens awoke,
drank more water and said he was
hungry. The nurse gave him food and
the house staff with one accord said:
This Is the finish.'
Again the patient went to sleep, and
when he awoke this time he threw out
hints about beefsteak with onions, and
a long whiskey and settler on the side;
also stating that he thought he'd like
to sit UP for while. Thereupon the
house staff retired to their respective
rooms for prayer and meditation.
Tremens Is now out and attending to
business. He says that the staff of
that hospital are great men, but pessi-
mistic In their professional views,
They say that he's remarkable pa
tient and ought to be In the medical
journals But none of them cares to
write and sign an article on his cure"
New York Sun.