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Show Effect of a Name. <br><br> Physicians don't take kindly to those inquisitive persons who are always asking about their patients. One of this class, named Lewis, was considered a great bore by the doctors of a Connecticut town. No matter where or when he met one of the faculty, forth came the chronic question, "Who's sick and what's the matter?" One day, a certain Dr. B-- as he was approaching Lewis's house about sunrise saw the "bore" waiting to ask the usual questions. "I'll fix him," thought the doctor, but he counted his chickens before they were hatched, as the sequel shows: <br><br> The usual salutations over, Lewis says, "Hold on, doctor; they tell me you have a very sick patient up the hill." <br><br> "Yes, very sick. Staid all night with her." <br><br> "What's the matter?" <br><br> "Oh, doctors don't like to tell what ails their patients, but I don't suppose you will say anything about it if I tell you." <br><br> "Oh no; but I should like to know." <br><br> "Well, she got Febris Intermittens Autumnatis." <br><br> "She ain't got that complaint!" <br><br> "Yes she has, sure." <br><br> "Then she'll die. I never knew one to get well with that complaint. If your medicines don't kill, the name is a dead shot." |