THE DOCTOR OF THE HEALTHRESORT.

Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 1586, 22 April 1887, Page 3

THE DOCTOR OF THE HEALTHRESORT.

Dr Schwarz, is übiquitous, or nearly so. His chief peculiarity is turning up at odd moments, just when his patients do not wish to see him; and then he has a nasty trick of sending one to bed at nine, or earlier, on the slightest provocation. He has an especial horror of dancing, and has been heard to give it as his professional opinion that every big dance kills at least two patients. He has the eyes of an Argus and the ears of a Red Indian, and by the assistance of these two organs, combined with a practical knowledge of human nature, he contrives to know a good deal more abont the habits and customs of his charges than their own mothers. Master Frank, having heard of thesj characteristics, consulted him one morning with some trepidation, and was told to be in bed at nine same evening, and he would be visited. At the appointed time a brisk knock was heard at the door, and in walked the doctor. He is six feet high, and dressed in the regulation frock* coat and dark trousers, from the pocket of which he presently produced a stethoscope, and proceeded to " vet" the patient His forehead is high, his hair curly and longish; he has a neatly cut brown beard, whiskers carefully shaved off so as not to interfere with the process of auscultation, and a rather bloodshot eye, which he fixed apparently on a spot in the blanket, and kept it there in silence for fully a minute. Frank was relieved to find that he was only counting the respirations and had not gone suddenly demented, as he bad begun to suspect. Then the patient was examined —> his age, weight, and some particulars of his family history noted down in the doctor's voluminous pocket-book ; directions given him, and exit Dr Schwarz with a shake of the hand to his next patient. He will come every fortnight now for the next six months, and woe betide Mr Leigh if, in consequence of late hours and too much dancing, he fails to make the progress which is expected of him. Dr Schwarz is a model doctor. He is reassuring to the nervous, severe to the fractious, and respected by all. He is popularly supposed to know more about lungs than any man in Europe, and some of his cures are veritable resurrections. He pulled young Sampson through last year, when the London bigwigs only gave him a fortnight to live, and the ungratefnl dog had the effrontery to go up the Pitzhorn the other day, and is now, to use his own words, as fit as a fiddle. Dr Schwarz is up early and late to bed. He spends the intervening hours in assisting nature |to cure those for whom a cure is possible, and in smooth" ing the way for those whom the gocb love. Evviva Dr Schwarz ! —CornhiU Magazine.