The weekly examiner., 1901-06-22

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 Sanders without a word backed to- ward the door. The doctor wheeled around toward his desk and began to hum a tune. Just as the miner laid his hand on the doorknob the doctor turned his head and shouted, "What was in the bottle, anyway?'' God liver oII,'' replied Sanders, scratching his head and slowly turning the doorknob.
 "When did you get it filled?"
 "Last week, sir"
 "Last week! It was three days ago, or I'm striker! What on earth did you do with half pint of cod liver oil in that timer"
 Sanders shook his head and smiled faintly, but did not venture to say any, thing.
 "Have you been greasing your boots with it? I'd be willing to swear that you have, only half a- pint wouldn't oil more than one of 'em. Well, bring it here. I'll fill it this once and that's all. What did give it to you for? Do you remember" ?" - g.-
 Sanders kept discreet silence, and the doctor said to Stuart: -+It isn't cod 1iv- CL OlI CAnSdJ, AI O hS" PASpoAoIAOA that l have just had sent up from Chl' cago,. and it has been of some use in lung troubles. I think perhaps I'll let him have another bottle. He has a. bad cough" As if to second the doctors statement, Sanders gave utterance to hoarse rumble that was on the same large scale as himself and shook the
 
 shelves. The doctor measured out a quantity of the medicine, picked out a new cork and as he handed the bottle over said cheerfully: ''Now, Sanders, of course you will forget everything I tell you, but want you to remember that if you don't follow the directions on the bottle you are liable to fall down dead any minute. Well, is there any thing m0rew
 The miner was shufiing his hand down in his pocket among g lot of loose change.
 '.How much is it?'' he finally asked.
 '.Oh, well, that's all right" said the doctor. turning red. ''Keep it to re- member me by. I'll make you birth day present of it. But, mind you, no more medicine from this office till the strike is over. I can't afford to doctor thousand men for nothing"
 Sanders went out, and the doctor turned to Stuart and said: T thought might as we'll let him have it. Pshaw! consumption. Awful queer how these big fellows catch it."
 Just then there was a tap on the door, and before the doctor could call out the door opened, and a little old woman came in. She had a very sad face and looked like one of those per- sons who know life mainly through it's troubles.
 Doctor" she said after lowing to Stuart, ''me old man is sufferin terrible th1s mornin. l want ye to send him somethin to ease the pain bit.''
 "Where is his pain" N
 "Eh?"
 ''I say where is his pain-in his head or fcetY'
 "In his back, doctor, an he is howlin like murder for somethin to ease him. I come right down here. The doctor, he said, would give me anything I needed"
 
 care if go into bankruptcy and ruin through giving them anything they need"
 The doctor rose and went over to his dispensary shelves. After very care full search he selected a bottle and poured from it into a small one, wrote directions, pasted them on and gave the medicine to the woman.
 "Here, now, Mrs. Binney, I know just what your husbands trouble is. He strained the muscles of his back that time he got caught between the timbers in the De Mott mine."
 "Yes'-the woman's face lighted up with some pride-"Jim held up the tim bers until the other men crawled out"
 ''That's so. We'll, don't mind help ing him. Use this as have directed, and 1t will give him some relief"
 The woman thanked the doctor. and as she turned to go she wiped her eyes with her sleeve. The doctor followed her out into the hall, and Stuart could not help hearing him say to her, 'I'll be out to see Jim this afternoon, tell him, Mrs. Binney."
 He came back and sitting down at his desk thumped it hard with his fist.
 '"That's the Last case I'll take till the strike ends. The only way to bring these people to terms is to treat them sternly. tell you, Stuart, I can't af- ford to go on giving medicine and serv- ice this way. It will ruin me, and, be- sides, it isn't professionaI'-
 There was a timid knock at the door, and the doctor caught up a medical magazine, opened 1t bottom side up and turned his back to the door. There was another rap, and then. as the doc tor made no sound, the door opened. and boy about 12 years old came in