PHYSICIANS AND SURGEONS


The eight-year-old son of a Baltimore physician, together with a friend,

was playing in his father's office, during the absence of the doctor,

when suddenly the first lad threw open a closet door and disclosed to

the terrified gaze of his little friend an articulated skeleton.



When the visitor had sufficiently recovered from his shock to stand the

announcement the doctor's son explained that his father was extremely
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proud of that skeleton.



"Is he?" asked the other. "Why?"



"I don't know," was the answer; "maybe it was his first patient."





The doctor stood by the bedside, and looked gravely down at the sick

man.



"I can not hide from you the fact that you are very ill," he said. "Is

there any one you would like to see?"



"Yes," said the sufferer faintly.



"Who is it?"



"Another doctor."--_Judge_.





"Doctor, I want you to look after my office while I'm on my vacation."



"But I've just graduated, doctor. Have had no experience." "That's all

right, my boy. My practice is strictly fashionable. Tell the men to play

golf and ship the lady patients off to Europe."





An old darky once lay seriously ill of fever and was treated for a long

time by one doctor, and then another doctor, for some reason, came and

took the first one's place. The second physician made a thorough

examination of the patient. At the end he said, "Did the other doctor

take your temperature?"



"Ah dunno, sah," the patient answered. "Ah hain't missed nuthin' so far

but mah watch."





There had been an epidemic of colds in the town, and one physician who

had had scarcely any sleep for two days called upon a patient--an

Irishman--who was suffering from pneumonia, and as he leaned over to

hear the patient's respiration he called upon Pat to count.



The doctor was so fatigued that he fell asleep, with his ear on the sick

man's chest. It seemed but a minute when he suddenly awoke to hear Pat

still counting: "Tin thousand an' sivinty-six, tin thousand an'

sivinty-sivin--"





FIRST DOCTOR--"I operated on him for appendicitis."



SECOND DOCTOR--"What was the matter with him?"--_Life_.





FUSSY LADY PATIENT--"I was suffering so much, doctor, that I wanted to

die."



DOCTOR--"You did right to call me in, dear lady."





MEDICAL STUDENT--"What did you operate on that man for?"



EMINENT SURGEON--"Two hundred dollars."



MEDICAL STUDENT--"I mean what did he have?"



EMINENT SURGEON--"Two hundred dollars."





The three degrees in medical treatment--Positive, ill; comparative,

pill; superlative, bill.





"What caused the coolness between you and that young doctor? I thought

you were engaged."



"His writing is rather illegible. He sent me a note calling for 10,000

kisses."



"Well?"



"I thought it was a prescription, and took it to the druggist to be

filled."





A tourist while traveling in the north of Scotland, far away from

anywhere, exclaimed to one of the natives: "Why, what do you do when any

of you are ill? You can never get a doctor."



"Nae, sir," replied Sandy. "We've jist to dee a naitural death."





When the physician gives you medicine and tells you to take it, you take

it. "Yours not to reason why; yours but to do and die."





Physicians, of all men, are most happy: whatever good success soever

they have, the world proclaimeth; and what faults they commit, the earth

covereth.--_Quarles_.





This is the way that physicians mend or end us,

Secundum artem: but although we sneer

In health--when ill, we call them to attend us,

Without the least propensity to jeer.



--_Byron_.





_See also_ Bills.



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