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Show Some Samples of ileiw V. (New York Sun.) J . A patient' walked into a New York physician's office the other day, placed ; a hand over the small of his back and said: "Doctor, I've a severe pain here; what's the trouble?" "Strip to the waist and I'll tell you in short order," replied the practitioner. practi-tioner. After a brief examination he added: i "You've an ugly tumor on your, liver." The man thought a moment, then, "I want it removed at once," he said, quietly. "Tut, tut, man; don't be so hasty," replied the physician. But the patient, more doggedly than before, answered:- "I mean jt. Doc. I want that tumor removed before I leave this office." The physician looked the man in the eyes and saw that they wavered iot. He felt his pulse and examined his heart and found them normal. "All right," he said, shortly. Within fifteen minutes a man was lying on a couch, and the physician was making a ten-inch incision In his back. Half an hour later the tumor i was removed, and an hour after he had submitted to the operation, during which he had refused ether, the patient, with his liver cleansed, rode to his home in a cab, calmly undressed, went to bed and told his wife what had happened. hap-pened. "He never whimpered, never quivered an eyelid," declared the doctor, as he related .. the incident, "and he .would have gone home alone had I not forced myself into the cab. He showed absolutely abso-lutely no fear at anything, and in ap- : pearance he looks like a man who has only an" ordinary amount of grit. Yet his exhibition of nerve was the most inspiring that I have ever seen." "But your nerve, doctor, in performing perform-ing such an operation offhand," interrupted inter-rupted one of the auditors. The reply was laconic. "Lay it to the fondness for handling the knife." For three hours after the recital of the. doctor's story the men who had listened to it' recounted remarkable cases of nerve that they had heard of or met with, and here are some of the stories that they told: A physician prominent in New York state was interested in manufacturing. While visiting his factory one day his coat was caught in a shafting and he was hurled around and around with terrific force, and every time he went around his legs struck an adjacent wall When he was finally released he was found to be still alive, and physicians were hurriedly sent for. A half dozen of them came, beheld their injured brother and shook their heads. "I knew it," said the man. "I've already al-ready diagnosed the case. You'd just be wasting your time if you tried to do anything. But tell me, don't you agree with me that I'll live about five hours before the shock takes, effect?" The six men of medicine nodded. "Then send for a lawyer." The lawyer came. Rationally and calmly the crushed -man dictated his last will and testament and signed it with a hand as steady as that of a man in full health. "Now," he said, "when the last witness wit-ness had affixed his signature, "please send for my wife." A Jittle later on he said: "Call up Mr. Blank and Mr. So-and-so on the 'phone and say that I want to talk over some important business matters "with them." . . , For over an hour the three partners arranged for the conduct of the doctor's doc-tor's business interests after his death. The conference ended, the injured man turned to his wife. . "Now, dearest," he said, "I've still an hour to live. Give me a cigar, take hold of my hand and ' we'll wait patiently pa-tiently for the end." And so he died, with a smile on his lips and the blue smoke of his cigar curling about his head. - . $ g 3 A man in southern Illinois had committed com-mitted a cold-blooded murder. He was a member of a secret society of criminals crim-inals and had been selected to put out of the way a traitor to the organization. organiza-tion. He found his victim scouring the country as a member of a sheriff's posse for an escaped criminal. . The man asked his victim if he were So-and-so, received an affirmative answer, then and thve shot him dead, fought his way through the posse and fled. Two days later he was discovered hiding in a house in a neighboring small town. He was bored by a dozen bullets, but he lived and was sentenced to be hanged. Then political influence began work- ing to save him from the gallows. A I man now prominent in New York City was assigned to the task of trying to prevent his execution. His attempts resulted in failure, and the day before the date set for the execution ex-ecution he called on the murderer and informed him that .nothing more could be done. - "All right," said the man, "but they'll hang the wrong fellow tomorrow." To the politician's question whether he could do anything for him, the prls- i oner answered "No." "But what about a priest?" asked the politician. "No," said the condemned man, adding add-ing a moment later: "But there's a Methodist preacher in town who's been kind to me. I'd like to tell him good-by." good-by." Half an hour before the time set for the hanging the sheriff went to the murderer's cell. He had been a model prisoner and the sheriff wanted to show his appreciation in some way, so he asked: "Well, Jim, is there anything. I can do for you?" "I'll thank you for a good cigar," was the reply. When the procession to the gallows started the prisoner was calmly smoking smok-ing a cigar. Arrived under the noose the sheriff spoke: "I'm sorry, to interrupt you, Jim, but it's time to quit smoking." "I beg pardon for delaying you, sheriff," replied the man, without a tremor in his voice. And then the murderer calmly removed, re-moved, his cigar from his mouth and placed it on the "scaffold's rail. Then he crossed his hands behind his back. The cigar and the man's life went out together.. $ S .S Fifteen years ago there was a policeman police-man in New York named Sheridan. He had a side partner as extraordinarily big as he was little. The big man one day interfered with the doings of a notorious east side gang known as Short Tails, and he was murdered mur-dered in broad daylight on his post for his pains. When the captain of the precinct heard of the murder he declared de-clared that the Short Tails would be broken up and imprisoned. - So he set about forming a platoon of police to take into the haunts of the gang. As he was about this duty the murdered man's chum, little Sheridan, strolled in. "They murdered him, did they?" he yelled. And they're standing on the street corners looking for a light, are they? Well, they'll get all the want and I'll give it to 'em!" Without club or firearms of any kind, Sheridan dashed out of the station house and ran into the heart of the Short Tails' stamping ground. Recognizing Recog-nizing a group of their leaders on a street corner, he walked up to them, knocked down every one of them, grabbed two of the more notorious by their coat collars and turning his back on the crowd, marched them toward the station house. ', On the way there another; Short Tail made a dTspai-ing remark about the murdered ooliceman. Quick as a flash, little Sheridan ordered his two prisoners to halt, knocked the third Short Tail down, dragged him over to where the other two were meekly standing, stood the third prisoner in line and without further ado, drove them into the station sta-tion house. Sheridan reached there just as the platoon was issuing forth. He quickly handed his prisoners over to the doorman, door-man, joined the platoon, anfl in the general round-up that followed took a leading part and arrested a dozen Short Tails. ' -t A Fritz Werner was a German forester, one day a stag gored him frightfullv ;n the abdomen. As the infuriated animal pulled out his antlers, backed away and prepared for a second charge, the injured mai propped himself on an elbow and fired just as the stag was closing in on him. The animal fell dead and the man fainted away. When he recovered consciousness he found that he could not attract attention atten-tion by shouting. He realized that he was out of the beaten paths and that unless he dragged himself to a frequented fre-quented place he would surely die. So he began dragging himself through the forest in the direction of his employer's house, three miles away. He started on his journey at noon: at 3 o'clock the next morning the occupants occu-pants of the house were aroused by the explosion of a gun nearby. Investigating Investigat-ing they found the forester, in a dead j faint and nearly dead from loss of blood, lying on the lawn. By liis side was a smoking gun. When the injured man got so that he could speak and tell his story, his master mas-ter asked him: . "But why did you drag that -heavy gun all the way?" "I knew that I couldn't shout when I did reach an inhabitable place," ws the reply, "so 1 brought it along to attract attention. I didn't think of it until I had crawled for half a mile, then I. crawled back and got it." Dr. T. H. Bean of the United States fish commission, while on board the revenue cutter Baer, off-Nnalaska, witnessed wit-nessed a remarkable case of nerve. A whaler signaled the cutter for medical medi-cal aid. Dr. Bean was taken aboard. He found that a Kanaka sailor had had a foot smashed some weeks before by a hogshead of whale oil rolling on it. The injured member was in a terrible state and the man was evidently suffering suffer-ing intensely, although he gave no outward out-ward sign. ' ' wi vciKittin aoftCli cut.: UUCIUI what could be done, the latter started to tell him in confidence. At that the sailor spoke up: "Don't be afraid to tell me, doctor," he said; "I can stand it all right." "Well, my man," responded Dr. Bean, "amputation is the only thing that will relieve you, but I have neither the necessary nec-essary instruments nor anesthetics." The sailor smiled. "Don't mind about little things like that," he said. "But " began Dr. Bean. The sailor smiled again. "Oh, start in now," was all that he said. Dr. Bean Jiad with him a case of pocket instruments for dissecting birds. When he pulled this out the sailor seated seat-ed himself on a cask, unceremoniously crossed his legs and held out the injured in-jured foot. The doctor started to work. He first removed the toes with the little bird knife, which hacked more than it cut. Then he found that up under the flesh the instep bone was affected for nearly an Inch. So he had to cut in and turn back the flesh. Then with tweezers, for he had no saw, he snipped off the diseased partof the bone a little at a time. ' That done he pulled the flesh down and sewed up the wound. After on hour's work he announced that the job was finished. And the sailor's foot had not quivered nor a muscle in his face moved in pain.: Smilingly the sailor uncrossed his legs, slid off the cask, reached for the doctor's hand, shook it heartily, roared a grateful "I thank ye, sir," and then hobbled off toward the fo-csle, Whistling Whis-tling a rollicking sailor's jig. |