His Last Resort.
Mrs. Smalltalk (two minutes later)—Well, doctor, why in the world don't you look at my tongue, if you want to, instead of writing away like a newspaper editor? How long do you expect I am going to sit here with my mouth wide open?
Physician—Just one moment more, please, madame; I only wanted you to keep still long enough so that I could write this prescription.
—Somerville Journal.