A DOCTORS ADVENTURE.

Auckland Star, Volume XXXI, Issue 29, 3 February 1900, Page 5 (Supplement)

A DOCTORS ADVENTURE.

UNPLEASANT KESULTS JpjROM MISTAKE AS TO A. FATTEN^.

When I was younger than ,1 am now,, said a prosperous New Orleans physician, chatting over an afteiluncheon cigar, -"I was brim full or enthusiasm and used to. rush, headlong- i n to all sorts of queer places in response to chance calls. ' Now I'm more cautious. In those early days I had some singular adventures, arid perhaps' the' one thai sticks firmest, mmy memory happened-in a toiigh sailors' boarding house hear tiie'.riiper front. I had been summoned therefey; a big- Norwegian, who' fusiieel" inW my office all out of breath, ancl' told me his brother _ was clyihg" in "a 'fit. He gave me the address, said T would? find the man in,room il, and tore oft? for a priest. WhenI-,' reached .fie house the hallway was dark; and .ai-> ter a good deal of prowling' I fpuiid the number and walked in., '& lamp was burning dimly' on actable" in one corner, ancl a huge beardect man! Tyas. stretched on his back on theVbeti.' "As nobody was iii sight, it "concluded he must have died, iSiii/io. make sure I opened his flannel; shirt and was placing- Mf haiid ov£r his heart when he" suddenly gripped me around the neck .like a bear. The attack was so imexpectecl, corn'inf.fiio'jTii what I supposed to be' a corpse, thai* I was. temporarily■paralyzed With liorror and the man filing me td {lie* floor like a sack of meal. Thin' 1 struck out instinctively^ and foilgh/t for" my! life, but he was too''heavy" "for me*' and was hajamerihg me" as he; ple'asM when a. lot of people rtished iii arid tore us apart. It turfied'oiit that; I had gone into roorix 17 instead of 11, and the mail I had. disturbed .was .a, Danish sailor who always.CarHgd! his money in a pouch oveivh'is eh'est..Ha riaturally coricTdded I Jvas trying' io rob him, and was endeavouirng gar-' nestly to kill me. Cine of my resciie'K was the Norwegian's brother, who had recovered from his fit and di<? me more service than I. was. at. ail apt to do him.- It was a. month- before I was able to go' on the streets. As I said before, I ana moire' cafeful now."—New Orleans "Times-Deirib-

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