The Washington times., 1906-07-08

before he inherited his aunt's for
tune-and had been considered
strong IN therapeutics.
We had been making a call to-
gether that evening. and afterward
Tom ran up to my rooms for a pipe
and chat before going on TO his
own luxurious apartments. I had
stepped into the other room for a
moment when I heard Tom sing
out:
"Oh. Billy. I'm going 10 take
about four grains of quinine. if you
don't mind-Tm feeling all blue and
shivery. Guess I'm taking cold"
"An right" I called back. "The
bottle is on the second shelf. Take
it in a spoonful of that elixir of
eucalyptus. 1t knocks the bitter
out"
After I came back we sat by the
fire and got our briars going. In
about eight minutes Tom sank back
into gentle collapse.
went straight TO the medicine
cabinet and looked.
you unmitigated hayseed!" I
growled. "See what money viii do
for a mans brain!"
There stood the morphine bottle
with the stopple out just as Tom
had left It.
routed out another young NJ. D.
who roomed on the floor above. and
sent him for old DR.. Gales, two
squares away. Dom Hopkins has too
much money 10 be attended by ris-
ing young practitioners alone.
When Gales came we put Tom
through as expensive a course Of
treatment as the resources Of the
profession permit. After the more
drastic remedies we gave him cit
rate of caffeine in frequent doses
and strong coffee, and walked him
up and down the floor between two
of us. Old Gales pinched him and
slapped his face and worked hard
for the big check he could see in
the distance. The young NJ. D. from
the next floor gave Tom a most
hearty rousing kick, and then apol-
ogized 10 me-
Couldn't help IT," he said. Il
never kicked d millionaire before
in my life. may never have an
other opportunity"
Vow" said DR.. Gales. after a
couple of hours, he'll do. But keep
him awake for another hour You
can do that by talking u him and
shaking him up occasionally. When
his pulse and respiration are
normal then let him sleep. I'll leave
him with You now"
was left alone with Tom, whom
we had laid on a couch. He lay
very still. and his eyes were half
closed. I began my work Of keeping
INN awake.
well, old man." said, you've
had a narrow squeak, but we've pull
ed you through. When YOU were at
tending lectures. Tom, didn't any
Of the professors ever casually re-
mark that m-o-r-P-h-i-a never spells
'quinine,' especially in four-grain
doses? Bun l won't pile it on you
until You get on your feet. But you
ought to have been "a druggist,
Tom. you're spIendidly qualified TO
fiji prescriptions"
Tom looked at me with a faint
and foolish smile.
ply" he murmured, Il feel JUS
like a humn bird fyin' around a
jolly lot of most 'shpenslve roses.
Don bozzer me. Coin sleep now"
And he went TO sleep in two sec
onds. / shook him by the shoulder.
''Now, Tom" I said, severely,
this won't do. The big doctor said
You must stay awake for at least
an hou.. Open your eyes. You're not
entirely safe yet. YOU know. Wake
up"
Tom Hopkins weighed los. He
gave me another somnolent grin,
and fell into deeper slumber I
would have made him move about
but l might as wen have tried 10
make Cleopara's needle waltz
around the room with me. Toms
breathing became StertOTouS, anC