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day," in his soft, low voice, with a gentle smile onhis features ; and, again gently inclining his head,left the room.

" This is really too much," said Tom as the doorclosed upon Frogsfoot; " that is the tenth fee whichI have given the Doctor, without receiving anymore satisfaction than you have heard to-day, orone new prescription. As for his galvanism—myskin is excoriated with the heat of it where thebrushes are placed ; and I am certain, that if thathot stream is passed through my spine and livermuch longer, I shall be burnt to a cinder. I willwrite him, this instant, to discontinue his attend-ance ; and procure some other advice. Do youknow any good physician? my dear Dick 1" AsI was convinced that this hasty determination ofpoor Wunderlich afforded me an excellent oppor-tunity to try the effects of change of air, scene, andsocial intercourse, in diverting his mind from hiscorporeal ailments, in which I could not helpthinking that fancy had a considerable share, Itold him that I knew an excellent physician, wholived near me in the country, and who I was satis-k2