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MY SINGULAR : VISITOR.
A DOCTOR'S STOnY.
TAM A DOCTOR. I live lii Lou-
JL don, and la one of the most crowded
localities.
I had bei-n In my present abode two
years, and bad never had a patient from
the more aristocratic circles, when one
night, about ll:30, 1 was startled by a
violent ring at my bell, and having just
got to bed after a hard day's work, I
can't say the summons was ngreea
ble. ! '
However, I ran to my window at
once, and thrusting my head out into
the rain, cried, " Who is there V"
A voice answered, " Only I, doctor.
It's an urgent case. Please come down
to the door." ' '
I hurried on some clothes, sped down
stairs, aud opened the door. There
stood, in the full light of the hall lamp,
an elderly lady dressed In deep mourn
ing. .
She put out the smallest of hands in
a fine black kid glove, and said, piteous-
ly, "Are you the doctor 1"' i
" Yes," I said. '
" Then come with me," said she.
"Don't delay. It's life or death. Cornel"
I hurried on my overcoat, caught up
my umbrella, and offering my arm to
the old lady, walked down the street
with her.
" You must be my guide, madam," I
said. I don't know where you live." .
She instantly gave a street and num
ber that surprised me still more. It was
in a tolerable aristocratic quarter of the
town.
" Who is ill madam V" I inquired, " a
grown person or a child J"'
" A young lady my daughter," she
said. .
" Suddenly V"
" Yes, suddenly, she answered. " Do
you keep a brougham V You should
have had it out If you do. We would
have been able to go faster."
" I keep no conveyance," I answer
ed. "Perhaps you are poor?" said she,
eagerly.
" Certainly not rich," I said.
" Cure her and I will make you rich,"
she said in a sort of suppressed shriek
" cure her and I'll give you anything
you ask. I don't care for money. I'm
rolling in gold. Cure her, and I'll
shower it on you." . , , ,.
" You are excited, madam," I said.
" Pray be calm."
"Calm!" she said "calm I but you
don't know a mother's heart."
We had reached the street she had In
dicated, and were at the door of one of
Its houses. The old lady ascended the
steps and opened the door with a latch
,key.A light burned in the hall ; anoth
r in one of the parlors, the furniture of
which was draped and shrouded in white
linen.
" Wait here, sir, if you please," she
i said, as she led me into one of these.
I waited what I thought a most un
reasonable time in that gloomy parlor.
I began to grow a little nervous, when a
ptout, short, red faced woman bustled
into the room. - , ,
" I beg your pardon, sir," she said, in
a singular tone, such as one who had
committed a speech to memory might
use; "but my missus the lady Who
brought you is very nervous, and was
needlessly alarmed. She begs your ac
ceptance of the customary fee and there
is no need of your services."
Thus speaking, she handed me a
guinea, courtsied, and opened the door
for me. I bowed, expressed my pleasure
that the patient was better, and do
parted. It was a queer sort of adventure, but
rather amusing than otherwise ; besides
I had a good fee. , . ' ' .
I rose early next morning, and paid a
couple of visits before breakfast. Re
turning, to my astonishment, I found
sitting in my consulting room the lady
of the night before. She rose as I en
tered. " What must you think of nier1" she
said. " But no matter. My daughter is
very dear to me, and I have heard of
your skill. She is worse again. Can
you call some time to-day, as early as
possible, at my house V"
" I will be there in an hour," I re
plied. The lady took out her purse.
" I am an old-fashioned woman," she
said. " I retain old-fashioned habits. In
my day the doctor received his fee on
the spot. It was in ordinary cases a
guinea. " Will you receive it now W
I did not know what to say, but
she laid the money on the table and de
parted. I ate my breakfast, and having dressed
myself carefully, made my way to the
old lady's house. I knocked. The door
was opened by the sout female who had
dismissed me the night before.
" The doctor," I said, by way of ex
planation. " Ah," said she. " Hag missuB called
you in again V"
" Yes," I answered.
" There is no ceeJ, I assure you, atr,"
she said. "I Cau't really ask you In.
There's no one ill here. It's a whim of
missus'. I'm a better judge of illness
than she. No need or a doctor."
j t left the house, of course, partly In
dudgeon, partly In amazement.
I Three weeks passed by when, iol
the old lady again.
She walked into my consulting room,
dressed as before, as greatly agitated, as
carefully polite.
"Sir," shesuld, ""again I trouble you.
fy poor daughter ! Come at once."
." Madam,'.' I answered, " It's a doctor's
fluty, as it should be his pleasure, to
obey such calls ; but you are not aware
that 1 have been sent from your door
twice without seeing the patient. Allow
mo to ask you a question are you the
mistress of that house V" ' t
"Heaven knows I am," said the old
lady. "I have lived there for forty
years. ' I own It. I am the only person
under that roof who has the right to
give an order."
" And the person who sent me
a way V"
" My'old servant, Margaret."
" Did she do it at your order V"
" No, sir ! it was a piece'- of presump
tion. But Margaret means well. She
loves us."
"Then, madam, if I accompany you,
I shall see the patient V"
" Assuredly, sir."
I put on my hat again; and we went
out of the house together. We exchang
ed very few' words as we walked the
streets. At the door of her house the
old lady paused.' '
" Don't mind Margaret," she whis
pered. " She means well."
Then she ascended the steps.
At the last one the door was opened
to us by the woman I had seen twice be
fore. " The doctor must see my child, Mar
garet," said the old lady.
Margaret stepped back.
" Walk in, sir," was all that she
said.
The old lntly beckoned me to follow
her. I did so. She went up stairs and
opened the liret door we came to. It was
an empty bed-room. She closed it with
a sigh. The next room into which Bhe
led me was also empty. So were all the
-others. In effect, we visited six apart
ments, only one of which seemed to be
regularly occupied as a sleeping chamber
and at the last the old lady turned to
me with a strange glitter in her
eyes :
"Stolen," she said, "stolen; some
body has stolen my girl.' Sir, do you
know, I think it must be Satan 1"
Then a steady step crossed the sill.
Margaret came in, and the old lady,
bursting into tears, suffered her to lead
her away.
As I made my way down stairs Mar
garet rejoined me.
" You understand it now," she said.
You see, this poor lady Is not inv her
right mind."
" I do, indeed," I said. -
" She had a daughter once," Biiid Mar
garet, " and the girl a pretty creature
of Bixteen ran away with a bad man.
She came home one day and begged for
giveness. Her mother turned her from
the door in a fury. It was night; the
rain and hail beat down on the poor
thing, and the wind buffeted her. There
is no knowing what happened her that
night; but next morning she lay dead
in the police station. Her mother's ad
dress wag pinned to her baby'B clothing
and they brought her home. ' From
that awful day, sir, my mistress who, in
her remorse and delirium, called in
twenty doctors to bring her dead daugh
ter to life has always been doing what
she has done to you. " I try to keep the
secret generally, but some find it out and
others think odd things of us. I thought
I would let you know the truth. If she
contrives to come again to you, you can
always promise to call, and so be rid of
her. Poor soul I she has nobody in the
world but me now. She's punished for
her hardness, at any rate, and you'll ex
cuse her conduct." .. , , i .
I bowed. I could say nothing. Mar-,
garet opened the door for me, and ,1
walked out into the fresh air.
- As I looked back upon the house,
with all its elegance, it seemed to me to
have a haunted air, as though the ghost
of the poor girl still hovered about it.
"God only knows how many fear
ful secrets such handsome homes may at
times shut in," I said to myself as I
turned my back upon it gladly. '
I have never seen the poor old lady
since that hour. Probably Margaret has
kept too close a watch upon her.
A Funny Predicament.
ABOUT 11:30 o'ck on Wednesday
night there was a peculiar noise
noticeable to the passer-by near the cor
ner of Fifth and Main streets. The
boarders at McQueen's restaurant were
the first to hear the noise ; and the first
to rush forth to save a corpulent colored
lady from Warrensburg, weighing not
less than two hundred and thirteen
pounds and a half. i
, She hud became oppressed by the heat
at Long's Hall during the " celebration
ball,", and had stepped out upon the
lltUfl veranda over the back alley to fan
herself and " get; A breff of air." Un
fortunately for the well-fed female, she
did not preserve her equilibrium, as she
rocked herself to and fro upon tiie slight
railing. Suddenly and when no one
else was nigh, Mrs. Duncan went over
with a short and agonizing squeak of
alarm. '
Lucky for the corpulent old lady,there
was a dry-goods box exactly beneath the
window, and as luck would have it, she
struck square upou her head. She fell
with such force eighteen feet As to
burst lu the side of the box, punching a
hole large enough for her head, but too
small to admit her shoulders, and there
the poor old lady was pilloried head
downwards, and It were her shrieks
which attracted the attention of Mc
Queen's boarders.
At first none of the young men dared
approach the strange-looking spectacle.
There legs, and these were high in
the air, but the head was out of sight.
There was crinoline and muslin, but it
was out of shape and form. But from
the cavernous recesses of the huge box
came forth the plaintive plea : " For de
lub ob God pull me out! Ise on fle
brink ob deff!" With some difficulty
the unfortunate old lady was extricated
from her unpleasant position and sent
on her way rejoicing. She was hurt
somewhat about the neck by the splin
ters of the box, and her nose was some
what scratched. The box had a hole
punched in it as nicely as though a
nattering ram had been driven through
it. Kansas City Times.
OLD TIMES OF PHILADELPHIA.
THE Philadelphia Worth American
gives the following Interesting ac
count of some of the Old Times of that
city : Before the modern style of hotel
came Into vogue there existed in all our
cities and towns' class of caravansaries
called inns, modelled after the English
type portrayed by Hogarth in one of
his best pictures, which were the head
quarters of travel, and where people
found stabling for the horses and car
riages they journeyed In. This was es
sential in an age when there were no
railroads and when all travel by laud
was In stage coaches, post coaches or
private vehicles. Before the introduc
tion of railways and steamboats, there
fore, the inns of Philadelphia were es
tablishments of very considerable Im
portance. They all had extensive sta
bles, yards, aud out-bouses attached, and
all the business of the city clustered
about them. They were all named in
the quaint olden style, baed upon the
ancient European custom of having for
each trade place a symbol or sign of
some kind. Our Philadelphia inns held
out pretty well, long after the railways
had become all the rage. Those which
remained longest aud are best remem
bered by the present generation were
the Bed Lion, on Market street, above
Sixth, with stable on Sixth street ; the
Western Exchange, on the present site
of the Pennsylvania Railroad freight
station, Fifteenth and Market streets;
the Black Bear, at Fifth and Miner
streets ; the Golden Horse, In the rear of
the northwest corner of Third and Mar
ket streets ; the White Swan, In Race
Btreet, above Third; .the Camel, the
Wheat Sheaff, the Barley Sheafl; the
White Bear, the Bull's Head, and a
number with such signs as White Horse,
Sorrel Horse, Farmer's Inn, Western
Inn, ete. The inns served for the head
quarters of various distinct classes.
Some were frequented by the country
gentry with horses, carriages and , ser
vants. Others were chiefly for butchers
aud drovers, and had drove-yards at
tached. Others were for farmers and
their wagons and horses, and , very
often their families also. Some were
famous for horse sales. 1
Along the Delaware river grew up a
peculiar class of inns at the public land
ings, the earliest and most celebrated of
which was the Crooked Billet," where
Benjamin Franklin stopped when he
first arrived in Philadelphia, a runa
way apprentice from Boston. The
growth of population and trade along
the river made all the ferry-houses im
portant. But only one survives in the
old style at the foot of Arch - street.. Of
the farmers' inns it may be said that
they clustered near the market houses
on Market street, north Second, south
Second, Callowhlll, Shlppen, and other
streets, and this class of business sur
vives, as the farmers who come to mar
ket are quite numerous. The stables
are still attached to many of these inns,
and the old style of management is
pretty well kept up. They ' are, how
ever, far below the dignity of the Inns
of the olden time, though the fare is
wholesome and plentiful, and the com
fort decidedly good.
Along all the turnpike roads leading
to the oity there grew up a noted class
of country inns, which, in the course of
time, became quite celebrated with car
riage folks. Such as are still fresh in the
memory are the Blue Bell, on the Darby
road ; the Fox Chasd and " the Rising
Sun, on the Germantown road ; the
Jolly Post, at Frankford, long kept by
the father of Howard Paul, the actor
aud author ; the Bobbin Hood,on Ridge
road, and the Bull's Head, oi the West
chester road. These old Inns ar rich 111
reminiscences of the past. The Robin
Hood gave Its name to the bill on which
it stood, and Lamb Tavern ' gave Us
name to a celebrated roud. The Punch
Bowl still flourishes on North Broad
street.
There are many old taverns In the
city that have come down to us from
that venerable past that were dot Inns
of the class we have described. These
have the peculiar old signs, the antique
looking bar-rooms, find the buildings
are indisputable relics of the burled
generations. But they-were only popu
lar resorts for drinking. Some jvere
for a long series of years, the ward
houses of the old wards of the city and
liberties, when a ward had but one poll
to vote at. In those times the ward poll
had a political life and vigor wholly un
known. Goldsmith's description of the
inn In the " Deserted Village" and
Dicken's scenes at Joe Willet's Inn In
" Barnaby Rudge" would convey a good
Idea of the Philadelphia ward house In
the olden time.
There was another class of taverns
sometimes mixed up With those we have
mentioned, which had a distinct fame.
Of this there were the Falstaff, corner
of Sixth and Jayne streets, the resort of
theold ChestnutSt. Theatre company in
Its palmy days, and of all the gentle
men of the city who were mixed up with
dramatic affair; the Mummy, In Thea
tre alley, back of the old National Thea
tre, founded by an admirer of Burton
the comedian, and n great resort like
the Falstaff; Bath Coffee House, on
south Delaware avenue, the ferry-house
to Smith's Island for nearly half-a-cen-tury
; the Robert Morris, Fairmount,
the headquarters of the boat clubs;
Harding's, at the west end of the old
Wire Bridge, a great resort for pleasure
parties; Bolivar House, ChestnutSt.,
above Sixth, was the resort of sports
men. Indeed there was scarcely a
fancy or taste of any kind that did not
have its special tavern. In the same
way English, Scotch, Welsh, Irish,
French and Germans all used to have
their separate headquarters at public
houses, which lu that sense were inns.
Among the old time names there wa9
an odd mixture of Scripture like The
Good Samaritan and Samson Slaying
the Lion, with classic like the Golden
Fleece, he patriotic like the General
Wayne, the General Montgomery, and
the Naval Victories of 1812, and all
Borts, horses, bulls, lions, leopardB and
other zoological specimens. And though
bo many have disappeared before the
march of improvement, enough are still
left to satisfy the curious.
: Sleeping Saints.
IN MOST of our Sunday congrega
tions, about these days, may be found
good, weary souls, who are unable to re
sist the inclination to fall asleep. How
ever resolute to keep wide awake they
are sure to Buccumb, and are often deep
ly mortified by such Sunday sluggish
ness. How much charity Is demanded
for these church sleepers we are not able
to determine. No doubt man's indoor
habits and outdoor avocations have
much to do with their propensity, and
they are entitled to our sympathy.
Where the indiscretion is of deliberate
intention it certainly merits rebuke, and
the course taken by Elder Swan is to be
commended.' Seeing a man fixing him
self in his pew for a comfortable nap, the
Elder, suddenly Interrupting his' dis
course, is reported to have said : " When
people are overcome with sleep I am
moved to pity them, but when I see
them deliberately making a nest for
themselves, like that man over yonder,
I consider it a downright insult to the
preacher.
Elder Knapp at a hot evening service
lu the church , at Hamilton, in which
were many who were nodding, when
they were suddenly startled by his re
peated thumping of the Bible, while he
cried out, at the top of his voice:
V Wake upl wake up I this house is free
for all who wish to hear the Gospel, but
those who come here to sleep' -will be
charged two shillings for their lodg
ings." In our student days we were ac
quainted with an eccentric young man,
who, when supplying a pulpit not many
miles from the institution, was greatly
annoyed by observing an unusual num
ber of bowed heads in the congregation,
whereupon he gravely remarked : " If
all you that have your heads down are
praying, it's all right; but, If you are
sleeping, I might about as well slop
preaching.
O"0u the roads leading from the
Whitman mine to the old town of Comu,
Nev., there is a rock the profile of which
has so singular a resemblance to the
profile of Washington that from a cer
tain point of view the most careless ob
server cannot fail to note the likeness.
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These remedies are a certaiti enre for Con
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matter and purifies the blood. The Mandrake
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aud remove all diseases of the Liver, often a
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gives tone and strength to the stomach, makes
a good digestion, and enables the organs to
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circulation of healthy blood. The combined
action of these medicines, as thus explained, '
will enreevery ease of Consumption, if taken
In lime, and the use of the medicines persever
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office, corner Birth and Arch Sts., Philadelphia,
every Monday, where all letters for advice
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