. The funny side of physic : or, The mysteries of medicine, presenting the humorous and serious sides of medical practice. An exposé of medical humbugs, quacks, and charlatans in all ages and all countries. ctors ways, and, forgettingthat she was a woman, offer an opinion of her own. On such occasions, Dr. Standish thrashed her soundlywith a dog-whip. In consequence of too oft repetition of this unpleasantness,she ran away. Standishs mode of riding was characteristic of the on he went, at a lumbering, six-miles-an-hour gait,dash, dash, dash, through the muddy roads, sitting loose
. The funny side of physic : or, The mysteries of medicine, presenting the humorous and serious sides of medical practice. An exposé of medical humbugs, quacks, and charlatans in all ages and all countries. ctors ways, and, forgettingthat she was a woman, offer an opinion of her own. On such occasions, Dr. Standish thrashed her soundlywith a dog-whip. In consequence of too oft repetition of this unpleasantness,she ran away. Standishs mode of riding was characteristic of the on he went, at a lumbering, six-miles-an-hour gait,dash, dash, dash, through the muddy roads, sitting looselyin his saddle, heavy and shapeless as a bag of potatoes,looking down at his slouchy brown corduroy breeches andclay-colored boots, the toes of which pointed in oppositedirections, with a perpetual scowl on his brow, never vouch-safing a word to a living creature. Good morning to you, doctor; tis a nice day, a friendlyvoice would exclaim. Ugh! Standish would grunt, while on, dash, dash,dash! he rode. He never turned out for a wayfarer. A frolicsome curate, who had met old Standish, and re-ceived nothing but a grunt in reply to his urbane greeting,arranged the following plan to make the doctor AN ODD DRESS. 679 When riding out one day, he observed Standish comingon with his usual dash, death, dash, and stoical look. Theclerical gentleman put spurs to his beast, and charged theman of pills and pukes at full tilt. Within three feet ofStandishs horses nose, the young curate reined suddenlyup. The doctors horse, as anticipated, came to a dead halt,when the burly body of old Standish rolled into the muddyhighway, going clean over the horses ! grunted the doctor. Good morning, said the curate, good-humoredly. The doctor pieked himself out of the mire, and, with avolley of expletives too numerous to mention, clamberedon to his beast, and trotted on, dash, dash, dash! as thoughnothing had happened. The dress of the modernphysician is a plain black suit,throughout, wit
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