Dr. Dosewell.—"You're abusive."
Dr. Morgan.—"You're impertinent."
Dr. Dosewell.—"Sir!"
Dr. Morgan.—"Sir!"
The two rivals fronted each other.
They were both athletic men, and fiery men. Dr. Dosewell was the taller, but Dr. Morgan was the stouter. Dr. Dosewell on the mother's side was Irish; but Dr. Morgan on both sides was Welsh. All things considered, I would have backed Dr. Morgan if it had come to blows. But, luckily for the honor of science, here the chamber-maid knocked at the door, and said, "The coach is coming, sir."
Dr. Morgan recovered his temper and his manners at that announcement. "Dr. Dosewell," said he, "I have been too hot—I apologize."
"Dr. Morgan," answered the allopathist, "I forgot myself. Your hand, sir."
Dr. Morgan.—"We are both devoted to humanity, though with different opinions. We should respect each other."
Dr. Dosewell.—"Where look for liberality, if men of science are illiberal to their brethren?"