The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1915-01-18

bed. There is a hook on the sliding
doors, on the inside. Pie healer has
no attendant.
He took seat on chair opposite
his patient, anu held the patents
wrists lightly in his hands. .,e bowed
his head, half closed his eyes. and
sat thus for two minutes. His face
was very grave. lie released the left
wrist. held the right one. and pressed
the finger tips OF his right hand on
both temples, and on the forehead of
the victim-beg pardon, patient-for
two minutes more lie arose, stepped
behind the patients chair, held his
right hand on the patients forehead,
and the left on the back OF the neck
slowly, and without extra pressure
drawing his fingers down five or six
times from behind the ears TO the
collar top. Then he changed hands
and did II some more, for a total OF
about three minutes.
Then he went back TO the wrist
hold, then TO the wrist and forehead
grip. and once more to the base-or
brain forehead application,
Can you tell from this treatment
what causes my troubleg he was
asked
Just your nerves." he replied
dreamily. Just your nerves, that's
all"
"You don't think it is anything I've
been eating?"
"Oh yes, your food doesn't agree
with you. IL doesn't do you any good
It's your stomach, and your nerves"
He tapped the patients right col
larbone. You have pain there, don't
you?"
"Yep, sometimes" said the patient,
deliberately
See, knew it." said Mr. Gallagher
Now get up" said the healer. and
a hand down the back OF his coat
and patted both hips. just as the vic.
tim has seen IL done some thousands
OF times in police headquarters.
Your spine is all right" said the
Boy Healer.
Thanks" said the victim, who
learned In a moment the why OF
the spine treatment.
That girl that was hollering about
losing her fur when you came In,
never wore that fur here" declared
the healer" 1T isn't in this room,
and you were the only one in the
other room, and I've been over you
enough to know you haven't got 1t.
No offense, you know. i don't know
you, and you don't know me-
He was handed one long green dol
lar. and never cracked a smile when
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Monday.
Mr. Gallagher seems to be getting
quite a few dollars. Sometimes his
waiting room is we'll filed with
patients, according to one little old
German woman who was discussing
cures" with a man being treated for
of the right leg, that had
settled in an old fracture-a COM
pound one, protruding an inch.
The little old German woman. thin,
with hard, knotted hands that spoke
of toll, dropped some silver pieces, TO
make up the dollar, into the hand OF
the healer" One could hear the
clink OF the coins, and the opening
and shutting OF the hall exit. She
had told the lame man that she was
neck She said. earnestly: "A per
son must have faith In things, you
know You must believe, and be-
lieve, and believe" The crippled man,
a young, husky man except for his
bad leg, said that wasoso He fairly
beamed optimism. 1T s all right
when you can get around he said,
but when you can't, you get so dis
couraged you're ready for anything.
Maybe this fellow can cure me. His
'ad reads good. I'm just going in for
my first treatment"
He was trying to get cure that
he might go to work. His coat sleeve
was frayed at the edge--his trousers
were worn through in spots. But he
was smiling and optimistic, and there
was another clink of coins as he left
the healers inner Office.
Sometimes it's crowded with pa
TENTS" the little old German woman
said. Sometimes | have to wait
long. But | have the faith. I'll get
cured. think the swelling is going
down"
Its all how you look at It," said
the crippled man. 1T amt what you
take, it's how you take it,