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    Punch, or the London Charivari, November 4th 1893
    Punch, or the London Charivari, November 4th 1893
    Punch, or the London Charivari, November 4th 1893
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    Punch, or the London Charivari, November 4th 1893

    By F. C. (Francis Cowley) Burnand

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    Release dateNov 26, 2013
    Punch, or the London Charivari, November 4th 1893

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      Title: Punch, or the London Charivari, November 4th 1893

      Author: Various

      Editor: Sir Francis Burnand

      Release Date: April 5, 2012 [EBook #39381]

      Language: English

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      Punch, or the London Charivari

      Volume 105, November 4th 1893

      edited by Sir Francis Burnand

      SELF-HELP.

      Monday.—Am sick of paying all these doctor's bills. Have just seen an advertisement of The Domestic Doctor, a Dictionary of Medicine, issued in monthly parts. The very thing for a man like me, somewhat delicate. Hasten to secure Part I. Shall now be able to doctor myself and save all fees. Delightful! To celebrate emancipation ask Jones and Robinson to dinner at club. No need for economy now. Jolly good dinner. That club port is excellent.

      Tuesday.—Feel rather seedy. Pain in head. No appetite. Just the time to make use of Domestic Doctor. Capital book. Hullo! Well, I'll be hanged! Never thought of that. The beastly thing's alphabetical, and only gets to Chilblain. No good to look out Headache. Ah, perhaps Ache. No go. Appetite? But appetite isn't a disease, except in men like Banting. Absolutely no use whatever. Still, will not be conquered. Shall get another part in a month. Until then take great care only to have complaints up to Ch. Can always fall back on Chilblain. Take it easy, with B. and S. in moderate doses when required, and begin to feel better.

      Wednesday.—Just cut my finger. Feel somewhat nervous. Remember vaguely that lock-jaw often follows a wound on the hand. Ha! My dictionary. Cuts. Ah, no. Cuts come after Chilblain. They will be in Part II. Bandage wound, and prepare for the worst. Sit with mouth wide open as best attitude for approaching lockjaw. Can then at least be fed. If, however, it really comes, shall be dead before Part VII. of the Dictionary is out. Anyhow, will not send for a doctor.

      Thursday.—Hooray! Finger and jaw both well. Somehow left boot feels uncommonly tight. Can't walk at all. That fool Phust has made this pair too narrow. Feels as though there were something on my toe. By Jove, so there is! Where's the Dictionary? Chilblain? Can't be a chilblain this mild weather. Of course not; it's a corn. Look out Corn. Oh, hang it, just too far! But, bright idea, perhaps it's a bunion. Look out Bunion. Hullo, what's this? Bunion, see Corn. Well, of all the confounded——Positively can't walk till next month. Lie on sofa under open window to get as much air as possible. Fall asleep. Heavy shower comes on. Get quite wet.

      Friday.—Sneezing like mad, and coughing. Blow my cough! Blow my nose! No good looking out Cold or Cough in Dictionary, unless—of course Catarrh. Seize my priceless treasure, and read, "Catarrh, Latin catarrhus, from Greek—oh, hang the derivation!—an affection of the mucous membrane, commonly called a cold. See Cold." Foiled again! Must do what I can with domestic remedies till Part II. comes out. Fires, hot grog, hot bath, hot gruel, lots of blankets. Nearly suffocated.

      Saturday.—Very much worse. Awful cough. Sit close to fire wrapped in thick dressing-gown. Jones looks in. Hullo, old man, he says, what's wrong? Seedy? I choke out some answer. "Why don't you send for the

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