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Show A Huy Doctor. l)r. Llddtdl's morning loveos were crowded beyond description. It was Ills prldo and boast that ho oould fowl Ids patient's pulso, look nt his tonguu, sound him with stethoscope, write hit prescription and pockot his fpo In n spaco of tlmo varying from two to fit u minutes. One day an army man was shown Into tho consulting room and undcrvtcnt what might bo termed the instnntii-neous instnntii-neous process. When It was completed tho patient shook hands with tho doctor and said: "I am especially glad to meet you, n I havo often heard my father, Col. Forester, speak of his old friend Dr. Llddell" "What1" exclaimed the doctor, "ar you Dick Forester's son?" I "I om, sir." "My dear follawl" oxolnlmed the doctor, "fling that prescription Intoths fire, will you, please, and nit down and tell mo what la tho matter with you?" Waverley Magazine !i - I |