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beings who seem to be tottering to Como? That, sir, is the celebrated their graves ere yet they have author over whose works you have reached the meridian of mankind, laughed and wept alternately. and reflect how many more have Pressed by the booksellers, he has fallen victims to habits of unremit wrought himself into a consumpting study, we cannot but deplore a tion, and never will again behold system which leads to such dis- the primroses blossoming in the astrous results. “Rejoice, O young lap of May. man, in thy youth,” is an exhorta- Take warning, then, ye men of tion banished from remembrance; sedentary habits, and despise not we give no heed to the words of the voice of a friend who exhorts Solomon, wisest of the kings of you to take care of your stomachs. Israel, “And, further, by these, my Strive to keep health while you son, be admonished; of making have it: and in order to keep it, many books there is no end ; and rise up early in the morning, and much study is a weariness of the take a due amount of exercise ; flesh.” The youth ambitious of attend to your work with diliobtaining a kirk buries himself in gence, but not in such exorbitant an attic, and reads from morning measure as to fatigue or irritate the till past midnight without inter- brain ;, seek cheerful company, be mission, until disease fastens on his moderate in your diet, indulge not frame, and then, instead of mount- in deep potations, but give not in ing the pulpit, he is measured for a to the pestilent heresy of the abgrave in the kirkyard. The lawyer stainers,—so may your days be long in splendid practice looks forward and happy, and old age, when it to the dignity of the bench, and comes to you, lay its burden lightly meanwhile labours to accumulate on your shoulders. And, ye dysa fortune. The work proves too peptic ones, for whose benefit these much for him; he allows himself articles have been chiefly written, neither rest nor exercise, falls into take heart and despair not, for the bad health, disappears from the cure is yet within your reach. Nabar, and lo, in the obituary a notice ture offers to you freely the most that the famous Mr Pleydell is no inestimable of her gifts. Seek the more! Who is that poor fellow healing waters, and again you may coughing by the side of the Lake of be whole and sound !
CHRONICLES OF CARLINGFORD: THE DOCTOR'S FAMILY.
Young Dr Rider lived in the new ner house, with the surgery and the quarter of Carlingford : had he aimed red lamp, and M.R.C.S. on a brass at a reputation in society, he could plate on his door. not possibly have done a more fool. If you can imagine that the young ish thing; but such was not his lead- man bowed his spirit to this without ing motive. The young man, being a struggle, you do the poor young but young, aimed at a practice. He fellow injustice. He had been hard was not particular in the mean time enough put to it at divers periods as to the streets in which his patients of his life. Ambition had not been dwelt. A new house, gazing with all possible for him either in one shape its windows over a brick field, was or another. Some people said he as interesting to the young surgeon had a vulgar mind when he subas if it had been one of those exclu- sided into that house ; other people sive houses in Grange Lane, where declared him a shabby fellow when the aristocracy of Carlingford lived he found out, after the hardest night's retired within their garden walls. thought he ever went through in his His own establishment, though suf- life, that he durst not ask Bessie ficiently comfortable, was of a kind Christian to marry him. You don't utterly to shock the feelings of the suppose that he did not know in refined community. A corner house, his secret heart, and feel tingling with a surgery round the corner, through every vein, those words throwing the gleam of its red lamp which nobody ever said to his face ? over all that chaotic district of half. But he could not help it. He could formed streets and full-developed only make an indignant gulp of his brick fields, with its night-bell pro- resentment and shame, which were minent, and young Rider's name on shame and resentment at himself astaring brass plate, with mysterious for wanting the courage to dare initials after it. M.R.C.S. the un- everything, as well as at other happy young man had been seduced people for finding him out, and go to put after his name upon that on with his work as he best could. brass plate, though he was really Dr He was not a hero nor a martyr; Rider, a physician, if not an expe- men made of that stuff have large rienced one. Friends had advised compensations. He was an ordihim that in such districts people nary individual, with no sublimity were afraid of physicians, associat- in him, and no compensation to ing only with dread adumbrations speak of for his sufferings—no conof a guinea a visit that mis-compre- sciousness of lofty right-doing, or hended name; so, with a pang, the of a course of action superior to young surgeon had put his degree the world. in his pocket, and put up with the Perhaps you would prefer to go inferior distinction. Of course Dr up-stairs and see for yourself what Marjoribanks had all the patronage was the skeleton in Edward Rider's of Grange Lane. The great people cupboard, rather than have it dewere infatuated about that snuffy scribed to you. His drag came to old Scotchman~a man behind his the door an hour ago, and he went day, who had rusted and grown old off with care sitting behind him, among the soft diseases of Carling- and a certain angry pang aching in ford, where sharp practice was so his heart, which perhaps Bessie seldom necessary; and no opening Christian's wedding - veil, seen far appeared for young Rider except in off in church yesterday, might have the new district, in the smug cor- something to do with. His looks were rather black as he twitched the did not talk about him. They say reins out of his little groom's hands, he is very good-natured, poor genand went off at a startling pace, tleman-always has a pleasant word which was almost the only conso- —is nobody's enemy but his own ; lation the young fellow had. Now and to see how the doctor do look that he is certainly gone, and the at him, and he his own brother as coast clear, we may go up-stairs. was brought up with him, is dreadIt is true he all but kicked the ful, to be sure. curate down for taking a similar All this young Rider takes silentliberty, but we who are less visible ly, never saying a word about it to may venture while he is away. any human creature. He seems to
This skeleton is not in a cup- know by intuition what all these board. It is in an up-stairs room, people say of him, as he drives comfortable enough, but heated, about furiously in his drag from close, unwholesome-a place from patient to patient; and wherever he which, even when the window is goes, as plain, nay, far more disopen, the fresh air seems shut out. tinctly than the actual prospect There is no fresh air nor current of before him, he sees that sofa, that life in this stifling place. There is dusty slow-burning fire-that pipe, a fire, though it is not cold-a sofa with the little heap of ashes knocked near the fire --- a sickening heavy out of it upon the table—that wasted smell of abiding tobacco not light ruined life chafing him to desperawhiffs of smoke, such as accompany tion with its dismal content. It is a man's labours, but a dead pall of very true that it would have been idle heavy vapour; and in the midst sadly imprudent of the young man of all a man stretched lazily on the to go to the little house in Grove sofa, with his pipe laid on the table Street a year ago, and tell Bessie beside him, and a book in his soft, Christian he was very fond of her, boneless, nerveless hands. A large and that somehow for her love he man, interpenetrated with smoke would manage to provide for those and idleness and a certain dreary old people whom that cheerful little sodden dissipation, heated yet un- woman toiled to maintain. It was excited, reading a novel he has read a thing not to be done in any way half-a-dozen times before. He turns you could contemplate it; and with his bemused eyes to the door when a heartache the poor young doctor his invisible visitors enter. He fan- had turned his horse's head away cies he hears some one coming, but from Grove Street, and left Bessie will not take the trouble to rise and to toil on in her poverty. Bessie see who is there — so, instead of had escaped all that nowadays; but that exertion, he takes up his pipe, who could have forewarned the poor knocks the ashes out of it upon his doctor that his elder brother, once book, fills it with coarse tobacco, the hope of the family—that clever and stretches his long arm over Fred, whom all the others had been the shoulder of the sofa for a light. postponed to-he who with his evil His feet are in slippers, his person reputation had driven poor Edward clothed in a greasy old coat, his out of his first practice, and sent linen soiled and untidy. That is him to begin life a second time at the skeleton in young Rider's house. Carlingford—was to drop listlessly
The servants, you may be sure, in again, and lay a harder burden knew all about this unwelcome than a harmless old father-in-law visitor. They went with bottles upon the young man's hands — a and jugs secretly to bring him what burden which no grateful Bessie he wanted; they went to the circu- shared and sweetened ? No wonder lating library for him ; they let him black care sat at the young doctor's in when he had been out in the back as he drove at that dangerous twilight all shabby and slovenly. pace through the new, encumbered They would not be human if they streets. He might have broken his neck over those heaps of brick and prints on the walls—all once so mortar, and it is doubtful whether pleasant to the doctor's eyes—took he would have greatly cared.
a certain air of squalor and wretchedWhen Dr Rider went home that ness to-night which sickened him to night, the first sight he saw when look at. The lamp flared wildly with he pulled up at his own door was an untrimmed wick, or at least Dr his brother's large indolent shabby Rider thought so; and threw a figure prowling up the street. In hideous profile of the intruder upon the temper he was then in, this was the wall behind him. The hearth not likely to soothe him. It was was cold, with that chill, of sentinot a much frequented street, but ment rather than reality, naturally the young doctor knew instinctively belonging to a summer night. Inthat his visitor had been away in stead of a familiar place where rest the heart of the town at the book and tranquillity awaited him, that sellers' shops buying cheap novels, room, the only vision of home which and ordering them magnificently to the poor young fellow possessed, be sent to Dr Rider's; and could hardened into four walls, and so guess the curious questions and many chairs and tables, in the large answers which had followed. doctor's troubled eyes. He sprang to the ground with a But it bore a different aspect in painful suppressed indignation, in- the eyes of his maudlin brother. tensified by many mingled feelings, Looking round with those beand waited the arrival of the wildered orbs, all this appeared maudlin wanderer. Ah me! one luxury to the wanderer. Mentally might have had some consolation he appraised the prints over the in the burden freely undertaken for mantelshelf, and reckoned how love's sake, and by love's self shared much of his luxuries might be purand lightened : but this load of chased out of them. That was all disgrace and ruin which nobody so much money wasted by the could take part of—which it was Croesus before him. What a mint misery so much as to think that of money the fellow must be makanybody knew of—the doctor's fra- ing! and grudged a little comfort ternal sentiments, blunted by ab- to his brother, his elder brother, the sence and injury, were not strong cleverest of the family! The dull enough to bear that weight. exasperation of selfishness woke in
“So, Fred, you have been out,” the mind of the self-ruined man. said Dr Rider, moodily, as he stood “You're snug enough here," he aside on his own threshold to let exclaimed, “though you shut me his brother pass in--not with the in up-stairs to burrow out of sight. courtesy of a host, but the precau- By Jove! as if I were not good enough tion of a jailer, to see him safe be- to face your Carlingford patients. fore he himself entered and closed I've had a better practice in my the door.
day than ever you'll see, my fine “Yes, you can't expect a man to fellow, with your beggarily M.R.C.S. sit in the house for ever," said the And you'd have me shut myself in prodigal, stumbling in to his my garret into the bargain! You're brother's favourite sitting-room, ashamed of me, forsooth! You can where everything was tidy and go spending money on that rubbish comfortable for the brief leisure of there, and can't pay a tailor's bill the hard-working man. The man for your elder brother; and as for who did no work threw himself introducing me in this wretched heavily into the doctor's easy-chair, hole of a place, and letting me pick and rolled his bemused eyes round up a little money for myself—1, a upon his brother's household gods. man with twice the experience in Those book-shelves with a bust at the profession that you have_-" either corner, those red curtains “Fred, stop that," cried the docdrawn across the window, those tor — “ I've had about enough. Look here- I can't deny you shelter a vast sacrifice for the sake of this and what you call necessaries, be- brother who scorned him to his cause you're my brother, but I won't face. submit to be ruined a second time “You're hot," said the disreputby any man. If I am ever to do able figure in Dr Rider's easy-chair, any good in this world—and whether “much hotter than there's any ocI do any good or not,” he added, casion for. Do I envy you your fiercely, “I'll not have my good beggarly patients, do you suppose ? name tarnished and my work inter- But, Ned, you never were cut out for fered with again. I don't care two the profession-a good shopkeeping straws for my life. It's hard enough business would have been a deal -as hard as a treadmill, and never better for you. Hang it! you a drop of consolation in the cup ; haven't the notions of a gentleman, though I might have had that if You think bread and water is all I had been anything but a fool. you're bound to furnish your brother But look here, I do care for my when he's under a cloud. As for practice-I won't have you put your society, I never see a soul-not even confounded spoke in my wheel yourself, though you're no great again. Keep on in your own way; company. Look here—I am not unsmoke and drink and dream if you reasonable; order in some supperwill; but I'll stand no interference there's a good fellow-and let's have with my work—and that I tell you a comfortable evening together. once for all.”
You're not the man you used to be, This speech was uttered with Ned. You used to be a fellow of great vehemence, the speaker walkspirit; somebody's jilted you, or ing up and down the room all the something —I don't want to pry while. The bitterness of ingrati- into your secrets ; but let's have a tude and malice had entered into little comfort for once in a way, the young man's soul. All the and you shall have the whole wrongs which the clever elder business about the old colony, and brother, to whose claims everybody how I came to leave itthe truth else was subordinated, had done to and nothing but the truth." his family, rose upon the recollec- It was some time before the viction of the younger; all the still tim yielded ; at last, half to escape bitterer sting of that injury which the painful ferment of his own had been personal to himself; all thoughts, and half with a natural the burden and peril of this present yearning for some sympathy and undesired visit, the discontent, the companionship, however unconthreats, the evident power of doing genial, he fell out of his heat and evil, woke the temper and spirit of passion into a more complacent the young doctor. It was not Fred's mood. He sat down, watching with fault that his brother had made that a gulp of hardly-restrained disgust mistake in life which he repented that lolling figure in the chair, every so bitterly. Bessie Christian's bridal gesture of which was the more disveil, and white ribbons ; her joy- tasteful for being so familiar, and ful face untouched with any pen- recalling a hundred preliminary sive reminiscences ; and the dead scenes all tending towards this total dulness of that house, into which wreck and shame. Then his mind foot of woman never entered, were softened with fraternal instinctsnot of Fred's doing ; but passion is strange interlacement of loathing not reasonable. The doctor gave and affection. He was tired, hungry, Fred credit unconsciously for the chilled to his heart. The spell of whole. He walked up and down material comfort, even in such comthe room with a whole world of pany, came upon the young man. passionate mortified feeling-vexa- They supped together, not much to tion, almost despair, throbbing with- the advantage of Dr Rider's head, in him. He seemed to have made stomach, or temper, on the follow