Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1911-04-21

ant here at the hospital braiped
him with a chair
The visitor was walking the floor
again, his hands clasped behind his
back, the fingers lacings and inter-
lacmg nervously. The doctors voice
was a bit quavery as he spoke again.
Look here" he said, II that Is the
case. suppose YOU come around at
Holy smoke, Do YOU mean that
he's thene?"
:" Yes" said the doctor family.
Nervous looking fellow. bald head
ed. derby hat, and light overcoat?"
Yes. yes" 80
! well keep him as quiet as posi-
bic. I'll telephone to the police sta,
ton and have them send the patrol.
He. hasn't got a weapon, has hers
The doctor turned. The nervous
patient had taken the poker from
the rack beside the fire place and
was weighing is abstractedly in his
hand. 20
ANsos a 1oOiN
well, watch him. Therell be help
there soon. Good-by"s
As the doctor rang off, the visitor
turned to him abruptly.
I'm flying to pieces, Doctor It's
nervousness, Of course, but every
time ! close my eyes | see a blood
red mist. ! tell you, in this OOndt
tion, I'm a menace to society&rm
not responsible. | could Shrek with
the tension"
He took step forward, holding out
a large cleched fist.
Feel my pulse" he said. Il can
hear 1t in my ear drums. I've. been
taking bromide for couple Of
months, but for two or three days
my stomach has been upset, and I've
been trying to do without any,"
I'll give you some" said the doc.
tor promptly, looking at the office
clock. He unlocked the medicine
cupboard and got out some bromide.
The patient ran his restless eyes
over the labels.
"Ah," he said, there is prussia. acid
peach-Stone odor, quick death and all.
And caroblic acid. too" He took
down the bottle and, mcorking Il,
shifted the contents Its a pecul.
lar taste. but am fond of the odor
of carbolic acid 1t seems to IT'LL
ate my nostrils."
The doctor had measured out the
bromide, an enormous dose, and was
profferfng 1t in a rather unsteady
glass. The patient yielded the bot
tie without a struggle, and took the
medicine. Then he sank into aechair.s
I'm overdone." He said That Is
the trouble. This thing of having al
ways a lot of people anOunds never a
minute to yourself, is enough to drive
a man mad. Whatever | do, what
ever | say, there is always some one
to report It, There's no privacy In
my life"
The doctor went TO the instrument
cloest, and, taking out a heavy hone
forceps. laid it carelessly on the desk
beside him.
There's not much privacy in my
Life either" he said.
You've helped me already, doctor.
I'm 100 per cent better. The nervous
irritability is gone. but am. still
restless" The visitor got up as he
spoke, and began again to pace the
floor. 81 was at one time an ath-
lete, doctor, in my younger days,
but I'm very stale now, very stale"
The doctor felt considerably. re-
lieved. -
AS you can imagine, have little
;Inr fOi eX+rrlse. lac UhtT went on
,,ihEIy. bat lGIOnsn a correspond
5ECu slhOOi | have taken dp the
study Of jiu-Jhsu. It's "a wonderful
hing. sir.
rne Doctor laid his hand caressing-
~ on the bone forceps.
Yes. believe II Is" 8.
Il am becoming an enthusiast"
went on the baldheaded man. '"You
are probably sleepy, but Id like TO
show you a few things about ~"
The doctor strained his ears.s Far
off down the street there was GER
tainly the gong Of a patrol wagon:
Don't be in a hurry" he said.
lin interested in jiu-jitsu myself
"Well, it's something like this.
Just stand up minute and I'll show
you. Now. you see, put my right
arm here, SO. and my left there..' The
doctor drew long breath. The wa
gon was stopping at the door. Then
my knee here, and presto"
Great Scott, he's got the doctor
down" shouted hoarse voice. Easy
boys, he may have a gun."s .
AS the doctor raised his head he
saw four burly officers carrying out
the writhing and expostulating form
Of the disciple Of jiu-jitsu. With a
sigh Of thankfulness. hesclOSed and
locked the office door. He was. start.
ing upstairs again when the telephone
rang. and with a groan re retraced
his steps.
Hello" he said gruffly
" Is that DR.. Williamson? Wen,
look here. doctor, guess. we gave
you false alarm a while ago. Some
doctor Of the same name on, the next
street has called up to say that he
has our man there. locked ina cup
board. When the patrol comes will
you send II around to him. His mum
Der is
Hello said a feminine voice on
the line. is that DR.. Williamson!
Doctor, | am very anxiOusi about my
husband, Dr. Martin, Of the Presby-
terrain church. He's been overwork
ing on some lectures on the Penta-
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