I suppose we have been treated by as many
allopaths as homoeopaths, but we're rather a healthy family, and put it
all together we have not been treated a great deal by either."
Mr. Talbert looked relieved. "Oh, then you will have Dr. Denbigh. He
puts your rule the other way, and gets the best patient he can, no
matter whether he is a homoeopath or an allopath. We have him, in all
our branches; he is the best doctor in Eastridge, and he is the best
man. I want you to know him, and you can't know a doctor the way you
ought to, unless he's your family physician."
"You're quite right, I think, but that's a matter I should have to
leave two-thirds of to my wife: women are two-thirds of the patients in
every healthy family, and they ought to have the ruling voice about the
doctor." We had formed the habit already of laughing at any appearance
of joke in each other, and my neighbor now rolled his large head in
mirth, and said:
"That's so, I guess. But I guess there won't be any trouble about Mrs.
Temple's vote when she sees Denbigh. His specialty is the capture of
sensible women. They all swear by him. You met him, didn't you, at my
office, the other day?"
"Oh yes, and I liked him so much that I wished I was sick on the spot!"
"That's good!" my neighbor said, joyfully.
"Well, you could meet the doctor there almost any afternoon of the
week, toward closing-up hours, and almost any evening at our house
here, when he isn't off on duty.
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