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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 16, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 18',
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By Augustus Goodrich Sherwin.
"Then you pronounce me a per
fectly well man?!!, spoke Richard
"Sound as a nut, sir!" replied Doc
tor Thorpe, with emphasis.
"You have seen your colleague
since he examined me?"
"I received his report today. Your
various aches and pains are mere
"Doomed!" Fell From His Bloodless
surface troubles. He states that you
have not the slightest trace of any
organic disease, and are good for
forty years yet"
Mr. Harper, wealthy merchant,
who had worried himself into nerv
ous prostration over a few twinges
of dyspepsia, looked immensely re
lieved and gratified. When Doctor
Thorpe named the amount of his bill,
he wrote a check for double the
amount. When the physician was
gone he actually indulged in a joyous
He sat in his comfortable arm
chair, actually blissful over the long
term of life granted him by an emi
nent practitioner who charged fifty
dollars for looking at a man's tongue.
He indulged in great dreams of busi
ness, of pleasure. Mr. Harper was
a widower, but his heart was wrapped
up in Fay, his only child, young and
beautiful. He felt remorseful over
all the invalid whims and fancies of
his recent illness, his dullness and
bad temper. He would take her on
a long pleasure trip, come back, re
freshed, and build up his business
tenfold for the inattention of the past
"Hello! What's this?" exclaimed
Mr.-Harper as he started to leave the
'room. He picked up an unsealed en
velope. It was addressed to Dr.
Thorpe and it bore the professional
card of the expert he had consulted.
"Why, the doctor must have
dropped this," reflected Mr. Harper.
"Why, I wonder if it can be the opin
ion he just told me about? I'll take
a glance at it and then return it to
Doctor Thorpe by mail," and Mr.
Harper took out the enclosure of the
"Diagnosis 31," it read. Ah! it was
the written report of the expert,
"Doomed!" fell from the reader's
bloodless lips as he perused the fatal
lines and fell back utterly crushed.
With distended, horror-haunted eyes
his blurred senses took in the words:
"This patient cann.ot live beyond
a year and only change of scene and
absolute rest will carry him half of
that time. I advise that he be kept
in ignorance of his fate, as the knowl
edge might hasten his demise."
There followed an-epitome of the
various ailments that afflicted the pa
tient. In his agitated, overwrought
state Mr. Harper felt every one of the