The Coeur d'Alene press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1906-1907, 1906-09-12
A Doctors Story
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Hecked by the leaves Of a tree. II IL
q mixture Of light and shade, though
I admit that the shade greatly pre-
dominates. He will announce TO q
family that one Of It's loved members
10 doomed, Jump into his buggy and
drive to his next patient to find hap
py household getting q convalescent
out of bed.
The greatest relief have felt In my
professional duties has been In bring.
Ing a child safely into the world The
strain over, the mother smiling. the IA
Their taking a ''bracer." the nurse put.
ting on the baby'a first cIothes--aII
these are a. delightful to the physician
who has borne the responsibility as
to any member Of the family. had
gone home one night from such q
scene as this and, tired out had
thrown myself on q lounge. was
falling asleep whsn the clock struck
u, and at the same moment my night
bell rang violently. Rcusing myself. ]
went to the door. There stood q man
white az a sheet, and ! noticed blood
on his coat sleeve.
You q surgeonr
Yes; physician and surgeon"
"Come with me. quick. Ny wife WIN
die before you can get there"
Ny man had not finished unhar-
messing my horse, and directed him
70 put him back In the buggy. Then
! asked the stranger to get In and got
IN myself. Az we drove OF asked,
els II fart"
about six milea."
"slx mllesl Did you walk I'll"
"Yes-no. Whip up your horse. We
shall be too late"
There was something uncanny about
this person and began 70 feel an In
stinctive dread Of him. Though he was
sitting beside me could neither hear
him breathe nor see any rising or fall
Ing of his chest But attributed this
20 my own disturbed feelings, for do
not know that I could have heard the
one or seen the other. My horse
seemed as uneasy as / aud shled at
every object beside the road. Con
etantiy urged to drive faster, was not
long In making the distance, and on
arrival at a massive dwelling standing
alone In large grounds was ushered
into parl0r. There on q lounge lay o
young woman. Beside her knelt a man
about her own age, and another WON
an who looked younger than the invalid
sat weeping az the foot OF the lounge.
Removing an afghan with which the
invalid was covered saw blood on the
clothing and soon discovered a large
knife wound In the side. II was my
duty to tell those present that the wo-
mans life was ebbing out and that she
could live but q few moments. All
made way for the man who had
brought me. and qulvering In every
nerve be leaned over her. heard her
say, Il forgive you. darling" There
was q fRinting. q rattle In the throat
and the woman was dead
have no recollection OF anything
further TIL In the gray Of the morning
] found myself sitting In my buggy,
my horse tied 70 a post before the gate.
OF the house I had been In. How
came there could not conjecture. The
house was closed and not a light was
70 be seen within. Then noticed that
every shutter was closed and the house
had a dllapIdated appearance. II was
hard for me TO believe I had been In an
inhabited dwelling In which I had
| passed through a death scene My
nerves, or, rather. my brain, seemed top
pling. To pull myself together en-
| deavoFed 20 Danish that which was
now a confused picture by calling up
lts predecessor, In which the central
figure was a newborn child. Again
laid the infant beside Its mother and
saw the heavenly smile with which she
greeted Il, while the father bent over
and gave both q kiss. This gave me
time 10 recover, and l turned my at
tention again 70 the house before me-
| As q wind blew over Il. FustIlng the
leaves on the trees beside II, there was
a want OF response which told me for
the iiFst time that no one was within.
Where had that death group gonef
I got out Of the buggy and unhltched
my horse with a view to putting dis
lance between me and the grewsome
place rs quickly as possible when ]
heard the sound Of wheels. and pres
entity q mllkman drove By, hailed
him. and he pulled In his horse.
ISIS that house occupladr' I asked.
'sNo, aud II hasn't been IN ten years"
singular" I said musingly,
1--WE was tnlkin' about u lRst night
II was jist ten years at midnight that
the Morrison murder took place there
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