A Trick Of The Profession

Ás two eminent physioians were strolling arm in arm along the boulevard ono of thern bovved toa lady who crossed their path. "A patiënt, eh?" "Oh, uot a sei'ioús case. I attended her lately for a pimple - a mere speck on her nose. ' ' "Wliat did you prescribe?" "Prescribe? Nothing at all, though I absolutely forbade her to play the piano." "The piano? For a pimple on the nose? I don't soe that. " "Ahí I ought to tell you, perhaps, that my rooms are just below hers. "