A COLD CHILL
" One night,'' said a chemist, " a doctor came and woke me out of a sound sleep to prepare morphine powders for an old gentleman named Martin, who had been ill for some time. I weighed out the morphine, and put it up according to direction, but thought while I was doing so that the powders seamed to be unusually large.
"Nexfc morning, when I was arranging things in the shop, I found that there was a teu-grain weight in the scale beneath the one the prescription called for, and each of those powders was ten grains too large !
" A cold chill ran down my back when I I realized the mistake, for it meant almost certain death. A short time afterwards the doctor came in, and I thought my time had come. Bracing up as well as possible, I asked — " ' How is Martin this morning, doctor ? ' " ' He's dead/ " ' Did those powders kill him 1 ' I stammered out, aud in fear aud trembling awaited the answer. "But tbe first word relieved me. "' { No ; the powders had nothing to do with it. He died half an hour before taey got there.' "
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Bruce Herald, Volume XXI, Issue 2178, 27 June 1890, Page 6
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192A COLD CHILL Bruce Herald, Volume XXI, Issue 2178, 27 June 1890, Page 6
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