Doctor Was In Luck.

A prosperous Pittitrarg pbysioian, who esides in an aristocratie part of the oity, relatad au experience he met with bont a year after be had graduated rom college. He was practioing in a mail village in Indiana county about 8 miles frotu any railroad. He had een receutly married, and in the strugIe to make enda meet the prospect at imes became very disoonraging. It was uring one of these depressing periods n the middle of the winter, with snow foot and a half deep covering the round, that he was oalled to attend a armer who lived some miles away. The took of provisions in the house was exïausted, and it seemed certain that the esolution that had been made by the young conple not to ask any one for redit must be broken. When the cali rrived, the doctor was preparing to go ;o the nearest store to ask the proprieor to give him "tick" so that he could get something for breakfast. Instead of ;oing to the store hemounted bis faithul mare Molly and started off through he drifts to visit nis patiënt. When ;he doctor rose to leave, after attending ;o the patiënt, the old farmer said : "Doe, I ain't got no money, but if a quarter of beef '11 do you any good 111 end it in when the roads git broke. " The young doctor's heart gave a lound. Ooncealing bis exultation as best he could, he said: "What's the matter with me taking it right along? I was thinking of buying some beef, and ihis will come in handy. " The proposition was accepted, and the armer's son helped put the quarter of eef across Molly's shoulders, and the lomeward journey began. The mare was skittish, and the doctor bad difficulty in keeping the beef froni falling. Finally the mare shied at something, and away went the beef into a big snowdrift. The doctor was a member of the Methodist church, and, acoording to his story, did not swear. He dismounted and endeavored to put the beef on the mare, but she wouldn't stand still, and after repeated attempts the task seemed a hopeless one. Thinking of the resolu;ion, the young doctor set his teeth and ried again. This time he was successul, He feit like a oonquering hero as ie dumped the beef on the pórtico of his modest home about midnight. The faithful little wife was sure it was a dispensation of Providence, but the doe;or, remembering his struggles at the