The Tupelo journal., 1905-09-01


fully named Indian stream, Man.
tachie, there lived an old country
doctor, and these Pen Pictures
would be lacking in completeness
unless his picture is given at
least a touch or two of the pen.
He was a man Of ordinary heighth
say five feet, ten inches, having
a large bald head, high forehead,
twinkling black eyes, a head full
of sense, and a mind well stored
with medical knowledge, a full
Tipped mouth and-a silent
tongue. The doctor never rode a
well kept. fat horse, but almost
always rode an old sorrel or bay
horse, whose hip bones stuck out
like the cheek bones of an Indian;
whose ribs were prominent and
whose eyes were sunken. The
doctor was never in a hurry, and
even if he had been it is very
likely that the horse could not
have ben aware of it. He was
very careless in relation to his
personal appearance and of his
clothing, ordinarily wearing
home spun and home made both
winter and summer, and often
the socks and pants seemed to
have no affinity for each other.
And when the doctor mounted
his old sorrel horse on an old
saddle, worn to a fragile years
ago, with stirrups and stirrup
feathers of different kinds, and
frequently tied together with
tow strings, with old brogan
shoes, one tied and the other not,
or with boots, with one leg in
and the othee out of the pants
wearing his home spun and home
made clothing from hat to shoes,
and the horse with hips high
and dry and his ribs shining like
walking sticks, and the breeze
tanning his scattering hairs and
his struggling form, and we have
a picture that puts me in mind of
Don Quixote de la Mancha, the
wonderful knight Grant of the
middle ages, or Ichabod Crane,
the school teacher of Sleepy
Hollow" But the doctor, not
withstanding his weired and rag
ged appearance, was a man OF
standing and reputation in his
profession. Billie Reyes, now of
Tupelo, but formerly of old Full
ton, and probably a few more of
the old residents will at once
say, That's DR.. Moore Well,
that is true, and | will now pro-
coed to give some of his addition
al peculiarities. He seemed more
averse to talking than any man
| ever knew. It was against his
religion. so to speak, to give any
information to a patient in rela-
ton to the remedies applied or
the medicine given. Being called
to see the child of a good old
dame, bnt one who had a full
share of inquisitiveness, while
he was giving medicine to her
child, she said to him, Doctor,
what kind of medicine is that
you are giving my child?'
pills." said the doctor. But
what sort of pills?'' said the good
woman. Round pills." replied
DIR. Moore.
At another time the doctor Wis
tied a patient in the country
where they had the old puncheon
floor, of which | have written
heretofore, and being DESTROYS OF
getting a spoon to use in giving
medicine, and not wishing to ask
for it, he knelt down on the floor
and began raising up one Of the
puncheons. AT this the good lady
of the house said, Doctor, what
lin the world are you looking
for??" With a peculiar yawn
which cannot be reproduced in
writing, and which he used in all
such circumstances, the doctor
replied, Il thought maybe you
had dropped a spoon dow
through the crack in the floor,
and / am looking for it.
AS I have said it was very
much against DR.. Moore's incli-
I .o+;or ~ hurry IN going to see q