Precipitate.
She was a cool and promising hospital nurse, always adroit and coolheaded in a surgical crisis. He was a venerable Polish Jew, tall and dignified, with flowing, patriarchal beard, but unable to speak a word of English. Entering the : reiving room of the hospital, armed with a large and deadly-looking blue bottle, labelled “Poison,” he approached the nurse and gesticulated violently, pointing alternately to the bottle and to chest. “Ah ! Blue bottle. Poisonous contents accidentally swallowed. Emetic. Urgent,” was the prompt diagnosis, promptly followed by a' dose of the most powerful emetic known to mankind. The treatment proved eminently successful, but to remove all possible; trace of danger a second very severe; dose was administered. | At this point an earnest but in-1 articulate protect was made by the' patient, and at the same moment the [ busy house-surgeon, who had hitherto; been angaged on an urgent accident! case, came into the receiving-room. I He turned to the nurse : |
“Have you filled Mr. Isaakowski’s bottle for him ? Don’t you know ? Why, the lotion for his chest.” “Lotion? Chest’! ” gasped our heroine, as the horrible truth dawned upon her. “I’ve been treating him for poisoning for the last half-hour !’
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Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 29, Issue 47, 19 June 1917, Page 2
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197Precipitate. Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 29, Issue 47, 19 June 1917, Page 2
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