The Tupelo journal., 1905-09-01
pEN.pICTURES OF The OLDEN TINE
BY COL. w. |. CLAYTON.

comes Of making haste" There
was nothing to do but retrace
his steps till he found his saddle
bags and medicine. When he
found them, however, the bottles
were much broken and the med
icine scatterd. The doctor gath
cred them all up together, re-
marking, "Ah, they have to be
mixed anyway before they can
be given" and then took his US
ual gait toward his patients
house, and that was the last
time he was ever known to be
pushed into a hurry.
DR.. Moore was much in demand
as a consulting physician, and
this was especially tue Of DR..
Mitchener's patients, aphysician
residing at Mooresville, whenev-
err he nheded counsel at all.
Kitchener was a much younger
man than Moore, and had all
confidence in him, and liked him
very much personally besides.
At one time DR.. Moore. together
with two other doctors, were
called in by DR.. Kitchener to con-
suit about an important case.
Having examined the patient,
and retired for consultation,
Kitchener askee at once for an
expression from the attending
physicians. DIR. Moore, thinking
Mitchell was moving too rapidly
in the premises, said to him,
We'll, you are the Solomon of
the occasion, suppose you give
you. opinion first.
A doctor will be sick as well
as comm on ortals and SO Dr..
Kitchener had the misfortune to
anguish on a sick bed, being very
low in fact. So among other ply
sicians he sent for his old friend
and stand by, DIR. Moore. When
DR.. Moore came in he did not go
to the bed at once and examine
the condition of DR.. Kitchener,
and rush out a prescription in
double-quick time, but, as his
custom was, said nothing, and
did nothing for quite awhile, ex-
cept to give side view glances at
the patient, but taking in the
situation all the same. Finally
the Doctors wife could stand the
strain no longer, and called out
in much anxiety and trouble, DIR.
Moore, please examine my hus-
band and give him something or
he will die" DR.. Moore, in
that inimitable manner, which no
pen can picture, replied, Madam,
if he dies, I'll take care of YOU"
| have heard DR.. Kitchener tell
this Incident and laugh till his
sides shook.
DR.. John Kitchener, of whom
l have been writing above, while
not so far back in the olden time,
was a very interesting character
about Mooresville from about
1854 to 1868 when he vas killed.
He was a very strong man intel
lectually, a good physician and
a man of many friends, and some
very strong enemies. He was a
warm-hearted, generous man,
strong in his likes and dislikes,
with a strong home attachment.
In the long ago olden time, and
he would have been near eighty
if still living, he went off from
home into Arkansas to make
some money with which to COM
plete his medical education, and
the first night after he started on
his way after he got into that
state, he put up at an old time
farmhouse out in the country
where there were assembled q
lot of young people, and after he
had retired for the night, the
young folks sang, among Other
things, Far from the Old Folks
at Home" and with his closee
ewes he could see his own ole
fathers gray hairs and the swee
smile of his loving mother, flank
ed by the boys and girls around
the old family hearthstone, anC
the unbidden tears flowed freely
and he boohood like a baby. ]