o sooner made her exit than the Doctor "bobbed up serenely." I
explained to him how I had manipulated things, and showed him my five
dollars.

He began to rip and tear and swear, and declared he would dissolve
partnership with me.

He said I would ruin his reputation, and get us both in jail.

I said: "Well, Doctor, I of course wouldn't want either of your
patients, the Irish or Dutch woman, to hear of this, but----"

"Never mind, never mind about my patients. You take care of your own,
and I'll do the same."

"Oh, thunder! all that ails you is that you are jealous because I am
doing more business than you are."

"Holy Moses!" he quickly replied, flying into another rage, "you think
now, you know more than all the profession, don't you?"

"Well, I feel that I have something to be proud of. We have been out
nearly three weeks, and I have taken the only money that we have
received."

He then wanted to know if I didn't expect to turn the five dollars into
the business. I told him I did, but thought it a good idea for us to
get out some special circulars advertising myself, and see if we
couldn't raise a few dollars.

This was too much for the Doctor, and he went off "like shot out of a
gun." He declared me a perfect ass. I said further:

"But, Doctor, I think I am superior to you in one respect."

"In what?"

"Well, I have more brains than impecuniosity, anyhow."

This was the signal for another stampede.

We remained there several days, and finally became completely stranded.

The Doctor worried, fretted, stormed, fumed, and declared I was to blame
for the whole cussed thing.

I then, began to talk about going out "hus'ling" again.

"Oh, yes; it's well enough for you to talk. You can 'hus'le,' but what
can I do? I'd look nice running around peddling your cussed old dope,
wouldn't I?"

I remarked that I thought he would do well among the Dutch and Irish, if
he didn't use too much impecuniosity, and would learn to take their
money when they offered it.

He said I hadn't the sense of a young gosling, and if I didn't quit
twitting him of those things, he would pack up and leave, if he had to
walk out of town. I said to him:

"Well, Doctor, if you do start out on foot, I'd advise you to take a few
bottles of my Incomprehensible Compound, double-distilled furniture and
piano lustre."

He gazed at me over his spectacles with a sickly smile, then jumping to
his feet, began his customary tirade, and pra