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PHLEBOTOMY A DISEASE.
“Do you think people are troubled as much with
fleabottomry, now, doctor, as they used to be before they
diskivered the anti-bug bedstead?” asked Mrs. Partington
of the doctor of the old school who attended upon
the family where she was staying.
“Phlebotomy, madam,” said the doctor gravely, “is
a remedy, not a disease.”
“Well, well,” replied she, “no wonder one gets 'em
mixed up, there is so many of 'em. We never heard in
old times of tonsors in the throat, or embargoes in the
head, or neurology all over us, or consternation in the
bowels, as we do now-a-days. But it 's an ill wind that
don't blow nobody no good, and the doctors flourish on
it like a green baize tree. But of course they don't
have anything to do with it, — they can't make them
come or go.”
The doctor stepped out with a genteel bow, and the
old lady watched him till his cabriolet had turned the
corner, her mind revolving the intricate subject of cause
and effect.
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