A CHANCE FOE A LADY DOCTOR.

Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2638, 22 June 1877, Page 3

A CHANCE FOE A LADY DOCTOR.

'• Miss Gale, you shall not be driven out of science, and your life and labour wasted. You ihall doctor Barfordshire, and teach it English, too, if any woman can. This is the programme. I farm 200 acres—vicariously, of course. Nobody in England has brains to do anything . himself,' That weakness is con-' fined to iyour late father's country, and they suffer for it by out-fighting, outlying, out-man«uvring, out-bullying, and out-witting us whenever we encounter them., '.fWelljM this -farmhouse v Is I large. The bailiff has,no children; there is a wing furnished, and* not occupied. You shall,;live, ; there, with the right of cutting vegetables, roasting chickens, sucking eggs, and riding a couple of horses off their r legs/r "But what ; am : I ; to do for all that ? " ""Oh, only the wort of two men. t Yqujm.ust keep my house in, perfect health. The servants have a trick of eating till 'they bur&fc You will have to sew them 'Jtip again, inhere are only 700 people in $he, village, ,-Ypu. must cure them all; aiid,Jf; you.do, I promise.you their lastIng ingratitude; Gut ofthe village; you musfcM&tfe them pay.^ifyou can. We wrinfind J you' patients of every degree.; Bbtwhether you will get any fees out of them, this deponent sayeth not. However, I can answer-for;\the ladies of our county, that they will all Qheatyou-r-ifrthey; ~&to," Miss Gale's colour came and went, aM her eyes sparkled. '.'Oh, how good you arej Is there, a hospital? " "County hospital, and infirmary, within three miles., jFine cqyinitry for.disSaee, v Intoxication prevalent, leading a bountiful; return of accidents. I promise you wounds, bruises, and putrefying sores, and everything to make you comfortable."^ "Oh, don't laugh atme.-, lam so afraid I shall —no; I hope' I shall not disgrace you. And then;it is .against the law.;. but I don't, mind that." "Of course not; what is the law to ladies with elevated views ? By-the-bye,' what is; the penalty? Six months?" ..." Oh np.. Twenty pounds. Oh dear; ..another: twenty pounds!" " Make your mind easy, Unjust laws are a dead letter on a soil so primitive iis ours., I shall talk to Unmoor, and a few more, a^d no magistrate; will ever summons you, nor jury convict in Barfordshire. You will be as_ safe there as in Upper. .Canada. Now then "— attend; * ■We leave for Barfordshire tomorrbwi Ypij. will go down on the Ist of * next month. "By v that time all will be ready ;■ "start for Taddin^ton, 11 o'clock. Youwill be met at the ; Taddingtpn station, and taken to your farmhouse; :'You ■will find afire 10 days old, and, for once in your life, young lady, you will find an aired bed ; because my man Harris will be housemaid, and not let one of yo\xr .'homicidalsex sot foot in the crib." Miss Gale looked from Vizard lo his sister, like

a person in a dream. She was glowing with happiness, but it did not spoil her. She said, humbly and timidly, " I hope I may prove worthy." " That is your business," said Viz:rd, vri'Ji supreme indifference; "mine is to be just." —"A Woman Hater," in Elackwood