Democratic Sentinel, Volume 7, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 April 1883 — Had Heard Grandpa Mention Him. [ARTICLE]

Had Heard Grandpa Mention Him.

4 bright little girl was listening to her mother, who was reading stories to her, in one of which the name of his Satanic Highness was given. “Mamma,” she exclaimed, “who is the devil?” “Why, my child,” the mother answered, hesitatingly, “I can’t tell you exactly 1” “O well, never mind,” was the interrupting exclamation of the little one; “I’ll ask grandpa. I’ve heard him mention him!” Gainesville, Ga„ has a dog to every

-A Young Doctor’s Mistake. Discussing a physician named Jones, Blifkins undertook to relate how the medicine-man had once made a great mistake, as follows: Old Noxon used to have a row with his wife about three time 3 a week. He got cranky and made np his mind to shuffle off so he filled np with landannm and went to bed. The old lady went to screaming, and as fast as the neighbors came in sent them off after a doctor. Some of them went in one direction, and some in another, and it wasn’t long before the doctors began to congregate. Smith got there first and looked the old man over. “Dead,” says he, and went away. Then Brown came in. “Dead, ” says he. Jones' was the third one in, and he rammed a stomach pump down the old man’s throat and pumped up the drugstore. Then he reversed the action of the pump and flooded the old man with water. After sloshing him around for a while—same as if he waiPrinsing out a cider barrel—he pumped out the water and flooded him again. Noxon wasn’t in the habit of taking so much water in his’n, and pretty soon he began to gasp and kick. Before morning Jones had him all right, and went away feeling that there was one first-class doctor in the world. A few days afterward he presented his bill. “What’s this for?” says old Noxon. “For saving your life the other night,” says Jones. “Well, I didn’t ask you. I never employed you, and I’ll not pay it. You’d no business coming here and jamming your old pump down my neck. Brown is my family physician, and I’ll not pay anybody else. ” So away went Jones to Brown’s office and tried to get him to induce old Noxon to pay the bill. “Jones,” says Brown, looking out over the top of his spectacles, “I never thought you was a bad sort of a fellow, but you’ve done a very foolish thing, and it serves you right to lose your bill. It’s a good lesson to you, and I hope you’ll profit by it. Didn’t I say he was dead ?” “Yes,” says Jones. “Didn’t Smith say he was dead ?” “Yes,” says Jones. “Well, that settled it! The man was dead, and you had no right to say that he wasn’t. When two old, experienced doctors, like Smith and I, say a man is dead, it’s unprofessional and discourteous for a young man, a beginner in practice, to dispute their word. We’ll forgive you this time, because of your youth and inexperience, and will hush the matter up for you, but be very careful in the future and make no more such mistakes!”