Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-08-04

you've got confidence" she agreed "even
IL It's the wrong kind. But I've watched this
Henry Mayer doing his stuff and he doesn't
strike me as being so humid. I've seen you do
better, and that's no congressional speech.
You're afraid of his rep his oOckiness.
You don't see, do you, bulldog going around
with an expression that invites a can to hts
tail? Emulate the bulldog, you sluggard. You've
got symptoms of an inferiority complex"
do you really think SOP" he in ~. ed
eagerly.
Never mind what I think" retorted the
militant miss. I'm going to take you to see
q doctor tomorrow. II you lose that race I
don't want you to have any alibis about your
rum rheumatism or punk pessimism."
Doctor or no doctor" averred Oswald
drearily. 'TH never win that race. Besides
that. doctors cost money. I know I will end
up in the poorhouse. Do you know that 95
per cent of all folks of IS years of age are
dependent on relatives or the State for support?
I can't say as fame or fortune or true happiness
was ever meant for me. Fate dogs my tracks
and jinx pursues me-"
Better be glad it isn't a subpoena server"
comforted Ruth.
The next afternoon she coaxed the reluctant
hfeguard into a room in her hotel and intro
duced him to a DR.. Smith, a tall, heavy-set
young man.
so you feel ill?" smiled the doctor "AlI
run down? Got that lazy, tired-out feeling?
Appetite gone and debility set in? Joints ache
and the muscles get cramped? Past all blue,
present not worth darn, and the future too
dismal for words? You need hemoglobn"
II need something mighty bad" confessed
Oswald. And in addition to what you said
I got lumbago. I read where one out of every
81 that has it serious dies. Also one out OF
every 81 that has neuritiS passes away when
complications set in. I got neuritiS More
than 10000 people succumbed last year in
this country from heart failure. which have.
too. Say doctor, is acute indigestion fatal?"
1T often leads to the cold, cruel grave"
cheerfully admitted the doctor. But first let
me get sample Of your blood for a test" Be
fore Oswald could do anything but vince he
jabbed the blade of a penknife into his arm
and calmly and carelessly took out some blood.
Lie down." ordered the physician. II want
to examine the cephalothorax."
He gave the recumbent lifeguard a terrific
wallop on the back.
"Ouch!" calculated Oswald
Come, come" chided the doctor, don't
be q petulant child! Turn over" And when
Oswald turned he prodded sharp fist into his
abdomen. The patient gasped.
DO you think he's status quo?" queried the
Observing girl.
mot precisely" responded the physician.
"A touch Of sub rosa in the left ventricle, or
possibly vice versa, hyperdermically speaking.
Sit up!" he commanded Oswald, and as that
individual sullenly obeyed he gave his legs q
sudden yank that upset him.
Go easy, doc" begged the lifeguard. I'm
frail-I can't stand rough treatment"
What" frowned the physician. you rebel
ct gentle physical examinations If my
HippopOtamus oath didn't make me be gen.
tieman I'd tell you something. Anyway, you
ought to be in an old womans home. The only
thing you've got is yellow streak" and then
before Oswald Could protest he rudely jerked
him to his feet and as abruptly showed him
down again. Poor reflex action" he grunted.
Stand up, my mani"
{ oswald did like q panther, his eyes glaring.
His big fist side-swiped the doctors nose