"scratches" of a Surgeon
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Now this old lady's crockery was kept In a cold hall adjoining where she slept, And as she brought the tumbler to her seat.
MY FIRST PATIENT. 63 She suddenly exposed it to the heat.
I drew my tiny vial from its place, And counting, dropped — one, two, three, four, When suddenly, oh ! most unlucky case.
The tumbler split, and fell upon the floor.
The Irish dame grew purple with her ire, She started from he seat fornenst the fire, Seized with a will the poker from its place, And screaming brandis...hed it quite in my face.
" Out of me house ye mirtheren villain !
Is it meself that ye'd be killin !
Them pizen drops that burst yon glass in twain Would kill me ere they aised me pain.
Och ! 'tis a mercy that the stuff was spilt Afore I was blowed up and kilt." How, when, or where I made retreat, I do not now remember, I found myself far up the street, That day in cold December.
I felt just as I did one day, When my young love was jilted ; I felt — as western people say — Expressive adverb — "wilted." But every rose will have its thorn.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
Now this old lady's crockery was kept In a cold hall adjoining where she slept, And as she brought the tumbler to her seat.
MY FIRST PATIENT. 63 She suddenly exposed it to the heat.
I drew my tiny vial from its place, And counting, dropped — one, two, three, four, When suddenly, oh ! most unlucky case.
The tumbler split, and fell upon the floor.
The Irish dame grew purple with her ire, She started from he seat fornenst the fire, Seized with a will the poker from its place, And screaming brandis...hed it quite in my face.
" Out of me house ye mirtheren villain !
Is it meself that ye'd be killin !
Them pizen drops that burst yon glass in twain Would kill me ere they aised me pain.
Och ! 'tis a mercy that the stuff was spilt Afore I was blowed up and kilt." How, when, or where I made retreat, I do not now remember, I found myself far up the street, That day in cold December.
I felt just as I did one day, When my young love was jilted ; I felt — as western people say — Expressive adverb — "wilted." But every rose will have its thorn.
What to read after "scratches" of a Surgeon?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by William Tod Helmuth to read onlineMoreLess
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