The Man who was a Hospital

The Man who was a Hospital

It was my liver that was out of order. I know it was my liver that was out of order because I had just been reading a patent liver pill circular, in which detailed the various symptoms by which a man could tell when his lab-our was out of order I had them all.


The Man who was a Hospital

The Man who was a Hospital

It is the most extraordinary thing but I never read a patent medicine advertisement without being impelled to the conclusion that I am suffering from the particular disease there is dealt with in its most virulent form. The diagnosis seems in every case to correspond with all the sensation that I have ever felt.

I remember going to the British Muslim one day to read up the treatment for some slight ail-element of which I had a torch - hay fever. I got down the book and read all I came to read and then in an unthinking moment, I idly turned the level and began to indolently study this disease generally.


I had walked into the reading room. I am a happy healthy man. I Crave laid out a desc-rip wreck.


I went to my medicine man he is an old of mine and fell my pleasure and look at my tongue, And talks about the weather all for nothing when I fancy I am ill so I thought I s World do him a good Turn by going to him know what a doctor went I said in practice. I shall have me he will get more out of man them out of 1700 off your OD nary players patent with only one over two diseases is so I went structurally up and say him and he said.


Well what the matter with you?
I said:


I will not take up your time dear boy with telling you what is the matter with me life is brief and you might pass away before I had finished but I will tell you what I not the matter with me I have not got house maid Keynes Why I have not got house mind cancel I cannot tell you but the first remain that I have not got it everything whoever I have goat.


And told him who I came to discover it all.


Then he opened me and located Don Main and culture head hold of my breast and them he hate and over the chest when I I wished expand paying it I probably them to do I call it and immediately after world booted me with the said of his head after that he said don't and wrote about oppression and folded up and give it to me and I put it in my pocket and went out.


I did not open it. I took it to the need to reset chemist and handed it in to the man who read it and then handed it back.
He said he did not keep it.


I said:


You are a chemist?


He said:


I am a chemist if I were a operative stop and family e hotel come band I might be able to believe you being only a chemist hampers me.



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