"If a wound is kept clean Nature will heal it. Nothing you can apply
to a wound will assist in the healing. All that is necessary is to
keep it clean and keep it properly bandaged to protect it from
infection."

"Wouldn't a bit of wet t'baccer draw the soreness out?" Lem suggested.

"No! No! No!" protested Doctor Joe, properly horrified. "Never put
tobacco or anything else on a wound. If you do you will run the risk
of infection which might result in blood poisoning, which might kill
you."

"I puts t'baccer on cuts sometimes and she always helps un," insisted
Lem.

"It's simply through the mercy of God, then, and your good clean
blood, that it hasn't killed you," declared Doctor Joe.

From his kit Doctor Joe brought forth bandages and gauze and some
strange-looking instruments, and turned his attention to the shoulder.
Lem gritted his teeth and, though Doctor Joe knew he was suffering,
never uttered a whimper or complaint.

An examination disclosed the fact that the bullet had coursed to the
right, and Doctor Joe located it just under the skin directly forward
of the arm pit. Though it was necessarily a painful wound, he was
relieved to find that no vital organ had been injured, and he was able
to assure Lem that he would soon be around again and be as well as
ever.