The Saint Paul globe., 1900-04-15
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I w. Pett Ridge. in The Sphere.
"I don't pay much attention to what
doctors say" he remarked in his i'm
portaptIy jovial way. He was a tall.
dogmatic well dressed man of thirty
Something. point of fact. I've never
/ had occasion to see one before. but
You are fortunate. Mr.. Maybrry.
Won't YOU sit down?"
.'No, he replied, IT won't. One
doesn't get on in life by sitting down
My motto is to keep going"
Most of Us have to pull up now and
again. The human frame''-
Look here" remarked the city man
trucuIenuy, you're not going to frighten
me. Although I've had little to do with
you melical men, I know there are two
sets of you; the optimists and the pessi-
mists Some of you are too sanguiRe,
and others are not sansuine enough, but
none of you tell the precise truth"
"a medical man." said the doctor, try
ing TO preserve his temper. has TO use
discretion. A medical man who blurted
out the actual truth might we'll be doing
his patient a good deal of harm You
must allow US, my dear sir, to know our
own business best"
That's just what I shall not do" cried
Maybury with vehemence. There's more
OF humbug among you doctors than
than
Than on the stock exchanged"
Than in any other profession. Those
OF you who are not sheer quacks"--
Really, Mr.. Maybury," said the doctor.
offended, you must allow me to say
Are You q specialist in this trifiing
complaint that I am suffering from?"
No, replied the doctor, shortly, I'm
Then give ne." said Maybury. "a note
to The man at the top of the tree, and
III so on there in my cab like shot"
The doctor was sorry to lose sight so
quickly of an important client, but Mr..
Maybury'S aggressive manner had not
pleased him, and even doctors, careful
as they are to cloak the fact, have their
sensitive moments. He scribbled a note
Mr.. Maybury laid on the table an admi-
rable fee. and taking the letter ran out
to his cab.
Two. five, two Harley street, he
shouted
fright you are, sir" said the cabrnan
''Winder up or DOWN."
Never mind the window Put your
horse along sharp
Gent" muttered the cabman to HIM
self, seems to be in a bit of a hurry"
AtioCNNF lAlt5 was the usual manner oil
Arthur Maybury. When the cab stopped
at one Of the large houses in Harley
street, which, bore, like all its neighbors,
a square brass plate on the open door
he went hastily through the hall, and
without going into the waiting room
opened a side door A stout, f1orid man
was seated at the table reading the ad-
Yertisements in ''The British Medical
Journal Mr.. Maybury banged his silk
hat down = 11lN Nd cr,O
My names Maybury," he said, deliv-
erlng the note. .'@Here's my card.
rfes1pg of directors is waiting for me
at-Sannon Street hotel; can only spare
IVe-minutes, Now, just run over me, DR..
JeyeSon, as sharp as ever you can and
give me a prescription"
FIRST give me your symptoms
MIR Maybury described them. A feel
ing Of depression in the evenings; slight
insomnia; absence of appetite The forid
man eyed him seriously and held his wrist
tor a few moments.
I may as well tell YOU" went on
NIaybury, with burst of franlzness,
that Il am to be married in a few months
70 very charming girl; dare say YOU
nave seen the announcement in the
papers. Miss Tearle. daughter of thai
IrisRman who lost all his money in
the"-
''Ir. Maybury!" The stout f1ortd man
came round and stood with his back to
the fireplace. Il have an important an
nouncement to make to you Your en-
gagement must be Cancelled"
*Oh, no. said Maybury, with gesture
Of protest %Fhat be hanged for a tale
She'd gos and marry some one else. and
thsys,wouldp't sahave ssixpence between
thenasa l couldn't allow her to endure that
life. pr. Jeyesens"
II have nothing to do with the lady,"
he said with gravity. st am only con-
cerned with you. You are suffering from
rare complaint, known to us medical
men as" Maybury did not catch the
phrase. 1T Is my duty to tell you, sir,
that. he coughed and lowered his voice,
you have but a few days to live"
Arthur Maybury half fell, half sat on
the nearest chair. His face went very
white his lips moved, but no sound came.
Serious news to tell a man, I know,
but it's best that you should know the
truth What L recommend is that you
should go to the Riviera at once" May
bury calculated something in a whisper.
An, It's Of no use damning the Riviera.
That won't help you. You get away by
tonights mail, without saying a word
about your condition to anybody and
take the few remaining days of your life
as quietly and as calmly as you can. Be
sure not to talk Of it; that will only in
crease the excitement and 'asten the
hend-I mean to say hasten the end
Are you-are you sure of this, DR..
Jeyeson?" stammered Maybury.
Il am not in the habit Of making mis-
takes"
what is the time now?"
The hour now is 2 o'clock. You have
seven hours in which to make your ar
rangements"
"And can't you give me a prescription
or anything?"
My dear sir, pray be reasonable! Yours
is no case for prescription"
There was a pause. Maybury looked
stupidiy at a portrait of Sir James Paget