Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1902-04-12
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! A COUNTRY |
! DOCTOR s

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The provincial young man has
never possessed any attractions fo1
me, and it is certain that if. I had
not gone up north to stay with
! Daisy Drysdale I should never have
known so well such a striking spec
linen Of the type as DR.. Wedmore.
He was a stoutish young man of
thirty-two, with nondescript fea-
lures and slow, portentous man
ner. He had a large and increasing
practice in the suburb of Northaw,
where his medical skill was in con-
slant request among the spinsters
and widows of that somewhat damp
and chilly neighborhood. 80 high
ly esteemed we're his services in the
sickroom that these ladies would
send for him at all hours of the day
DR. night until the good doctor in
Ielf defense took to sending his red
haired assistant to some of his more
t1agTant maladeS lmaglnalres.
Daisy Drysdale's husband was
manufacturer in Manchester, and;
like other manufacturers, he lived
as far away from the factory Chin
neys Of that thriving city as posi-
BILE. So his brand new red brick
mansion lay on the other side of the
suburb Of Northaw, and the society
of Northaw supplied nearly all Mrs.
Drysdale's intellectual recreation.
Poor Daisy! How she missed the
city! She had a genius for giving
little dinners, but of what use was
that, seeing the component elements
Of which her parties were to be
henceforth composed? Still she was
not to be bafaed, and Mrs. Drysdale
constantly entertained The night
after I arrived one of these dinners
was given in my honor, and I was
sent down to the dining room with
DR.. Wedmore.
| shall not easily forget that night.
Accustomed to the maAjfestly insin-
cere gushings of London young men,
I was astonished at the naive man
ner in which this country Hscula-
plus tried in vain to hide his sudden
admiration. It came out in every
word and look. It was a case of
Glove at first sight, on the part of
DR.. Wedmore. Before [ left the din
ner table he had offered to lend me
horse, proposed that he should
drive me to meet ten miles off and
expressed wish that | should know
his three sisters.
But the next time I saw him my
head was tied up in flannel shawl
and my throat was so swollen l
could hardly speak. The>doctor had
been called in professionally. The
climate of Manchester had been too
much for me, and I was down with a
malignant sore throat.
The doctor came every day, and
once he came twice, to work a pat
ent inhaler and paint my throat
with some mysterious compound.
He constantly changed the treat
ment. It was as if he could never
do enough. He even used to bring
me fowers-and who ever heard Of |
a doctor taking his patient flowers?
Daisy was conVulsed with amuse-
ment. She said that when she was
III she sometimes used to have to
send for DR.. Wedmore two or three
times before he appeared, he was so
ousy.
At the end Of week I was better,
and in ten days was quite well. |
really felt very grateful, for I knew
that the doctor had saved me by his
constant care from a dangerous i'll
ness. I wonder if he took my graf
tude for something stronger?
Anyway, as I told Christina when
she scolded me for the whole affair,
t was not my fault. l hadn't fallen
n love with DR.. Wedmore; that's
Ill.
The thing came quickly to a cri-
lis. We were all invited to spend an
at the doctors house. In
he north they have a mysterious
neal called ''high tea" which is ap-
source of no little COM
'ort and even of self righteousness.
It enables the partakers thereof to
Lllude witheringly to the habit of
late dinners" INDUCED in by the in
1abitants of the south. And SO, if
vou are invited out in NorthaW, be
ure you will be RECALLED on tea and
'old chicken Fearful mixture), on
lot cakes, jam, marmalade and cur
ant buns. To this evening meal,
hen, we were hidden by DR.. We'd
more.
He lived alone with his sisters,
Who were curiously like him. They
we're all stoutish, with nondescript