that regulated, and medical students will go through courses of
disease as well as of study. I look forward to that, though it will
hardly come in my time. Rheumatism and kindred diseases, say two
terms; fever, two terms--no, three, for you would want to take in
yellow and typhus, as well as ordinary typhoid. Cholera--well, of
course there would be difficulties, but you see the principle. Well,
but we were talking about marriage. Now, you see, with all these new
worlds opening before him, the physician cannot possibly be thinking
of falling in love--"

Miss Phoebe blinked, and coloured slightly. She sometimes wished
Doctor Strong would not use such forcible language.

"Of falling in love and marrying. In common justice to his wife, he
has no business to marry her; I mean, of course, the person who
might be his wife. Up all night, driving about the country all day,--
no woman ought to be asked to share such a life. In fact, the one
reason that might justify a physician in marrying--and I admit it
might be a powerful one--would be where it afforded special
facilities for the study of disease. An obscure and complicated case
of neurasthenia, now,--but these things are hardly practicable;
besides, a man would have to be a Mormon. No, no, let lawyers marry
young; business men, parsons,--especially parsons, because they need
filling out as a rule,--but not doctors."

The young doctor paused, and gave his whole vigorous mind to the
fire for a moment. It was in a precarious condition, and the brands
had to be built up in careful and precise fashion, with red coals
tucked in neatly here and there. Then he took the bellows in hand,
and blew steadily and critically, with keen eyes bent on the