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+                  A DOCTOR OF THE OLD SCHOOL
+
+                       by Ian Maclaren
+
+
+                         Book III.
+
+                     A FIGHT WITH DEATH
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+It is with great good will that I write this short preface to the
+edition of "A Doctor of the Old School" (which has been illustrated by
+Mr. Gordon after an admirable and understanding fashion) because there
+are two things that I should like to say to my readers, being also my
+friends.
+
+One, is to answer a question that has been often and fairly asked. Was
+there ever any doctor so self-forgetful and so utterly Christian as
+William MacLure? To which I am proud to reply, on my conscience: Not one
+man, but many in Scotland and in the South country. I will dare prophecy
+also across the sea.
+
+It has been one man's good fortune to know four country doctors, not one
+of whom was without his faults--Weelum was not perfect--but who, each
+one, might have sat for my hero. Three are now resting from their
+labors, and the fourth, if he ever should see these lines, would never
+identify himself.
+
+Then I desire to thank my readers, and chiefly the medical profession
+for the reception given to the Doctor of Drumtochty.
+
+For many years I have desired to pay some tribute to a class whose
+service to the community was known to every countryman, but after the
+tale had gone forth my heart failed. For it might have been despised
+for the little grace of letters in the style and because of the outward
+roughness of the man. But neither his biographer nor his circumstances
+have been able to obscure MacLure who has himself won all honest hearts,
+and received afresh the recognition of his more distinguished brethren.
+From all parts of the English-speaking world letters have come in
+commendation of Weelum MacLure, and many were from doctors who had
+received new courage. It is surely more honor than a new writer could
+ever have deserved to receive the approbation of a profession whose
+charity puts us all to shame.
+
+May I take this first opportunity to declare how deeply my heart has
+been touched by the favor shown to a simple book by the American people,
+and to express my hope that one day it may be given me to see you face
+to face.
+
+IAN MACLAREN. Liverpool, Oct. 4, 1895.
+
+
+
+
+                    A FIGHT WITH DEATH.
+
+
+III
+
+A FIGHT WITH DEATH
+
+
+When Drumsheugh's grieve was brought to the gates of death by fever,
+caught, as was supposed, on an adventurous visit to Glasgow, the London
+doctor at Lord Kilspindie's shooting lodge looked in on his way from the
+moor, and declared it impossible for Saunders to live through the night.
+
+"I give him six hours, more or less; it is only a question of time,"
+said the oracle, buttoning his gloves and getting into the brake;
+"tell your parish doctor that I was sorry not to have met him."
+
+Bell heard this verdict from behind the door, and gave way utterly,
+but Drumsheugh declined to accept it as final, and devoted himself to
+consolation.
+
+"Dinna greet like that, Bell wumman, sae lang as Saunders is still
+living'; a'll never give up houp, for ma pairt, till oor ain man says
+the word.
+
+"A' the doctors in the land dinna ken as muckle aboot us as Weelum
+MacLure, an' he's ill tae beat when he's trying tae save a man's life."
+
+MacLure, on his coming, would say nothing, either weal or woe, till he
+had examined Saunders. Suddenly his face turned into iron before their
+eyes, and he looked like one encountering a merciless foe. For there was
+a feud between MacLure and a certain mighty power which had lasted for
+forty years in Drumtochty.
+
+[Illustration: "GAVE WAY UTTERLY"]
+
+"The London doctor said that Saunders wud sough awa afore mornin', did
+he? Weel, he's an authority on fevers an' sic like diseases, an' ought
+tae ken.
+
+"It's may be presumptous o' me tae differ frae him, and it wudna be
+verra respectfu' o' Saunders tae live aifter this opeenion. But Saunders
+wes awe thraun an' ill tae drive, an' he's as like as no tae gang his
+own gait.
+
+"A'm no meanin' tae reflect on sae clever a man, but he didna ken the
+seetuation. He can read fevers like a buik, but he never cam across sic
+a thing as the Drumtochty constitution a' his days.
+
+"Ye see, when onybody gets as low as puir Saunders here, it's juist
+a hand to hand wrastle atween the fever and his constitution, an' of
+coorse, if he had been a shilpit, stuntit, feckless effeegy o' a cratur,
+fed on tea an' made dishes and pushioned wi' bad air, Saunders wud hae
+nae chance; he wes boond tae gae oot like the snuff o' a candle.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"But Saunders hes been fillin' his lungs for five and thirty year wi'
+strong Drumtochty air, an' eatin' naethin' but kirny aitmeal, and
+drinkin' naethin' but fresh milk frae the coo, an' followin' the ploo
+through the new-turned sweet-smellin' earth, an' swingin' the scythe in
+haytime and harvest, till the legs an' airms o' him were iron, an' his
+chest wes like the cuttin' o' an oak tree.
+
+"He's a waesome sicht the nicht, but Saunders wes a buirdly man aince,
+and wull never lat his life be taken lichtly frae him. Na, na, he hesna
+sinned against Nature, and Nature 'ill stand by him noo in his oor o'
+distress.
+
+"A' daurna say yea, Bell, muckle as a' wud like, for this is an evil
+disease, cunnin, an' treacherous as the deevil himsel', but a' winna say
+nay, sae keep yir hert frae despair.
+
+"It wull be a sair fecht, but it 'ill be settled one wy or anither by
+sax o'clock the morn's morn. Nae man can prophecee hoo it 'ill end, but
+ae thing is certain, a'll no see deith tak a Drumtochty man afore his
+time if a' can help it.
+
+"Noo, Bell ma wumman, yir near deid wi' tire, an' nae wonder. Ye've dune
+a' ye cud for yir man, an' ye'll lippen (trust) him the nicht tae
+Drumsheugh an' me; we 'ill no fail him or you.
+
+"Lie doon an' rest, an' if it be the wull o' the Almichty a'll wauken ye
+in the mornin' tae see a livin' conscious man, an' if it be ither-wise
+a'll come for ye the suner, Bell," and the big red hand went out to the
+anxious wife. "A' gie ye ma word."
+
+Bell leant over the bed, and at the sight of Saunders' face a
+superstitious dread seized her.
+
+"See, doctor, the shadow of deith is on him that never lifts. A've seen
+it afore, on ma father an' mither. A' canna leave him, a' canna leave
+him."
+
+[Illustration: "BELL LEANT OVER THE BED"]
+
+"It's hoverin', Bell, but it hesna fallen; please God it never wull.
+Gang but and get some sleep, for it's time we were at oor work.
+
+"The doctors in the toons hae nurses an' a' kinds o' handy apparatus,"
+said MacLure to Drumsheugh when Bell had gone, "but you an' me 'ill need
+tae be nurse the nicht, an' use sic things as we hev.
+
+"It 'ill be a lang nicht and anxious wark, but a' wud raither hae ye,
+auld freend, wi' me than ony man in the Glen. Ye're no feared tae gie a
+hand?"
+
+"Me feared? No, likely. Man, Saunders cam tae me a haflin, and hes been
+on Drumsheugh for twenty years, an' though he be a dour chiel, he's a
+faithfu' servant as ever lived. It's waesome tae see him lyin' there
+moanin' like some dumb animal frae mornin' tae nicht, an' no able tae
+answer his ain wife when she speaks.
+
+"Div ye think, Weelum, he hes a chance?"
+
+"That he hes, at ony rate, and it 'ill no be your blame or mine if he
+hesna mair."
+
+While he was speaking, MacLure took off his coat and waistcoat and hung
+them on the back of the door. Then he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt
+and laid bare two arms that were nothing but bone and muscle.
+
+"It gar'd ma very blood rin faster tae the end of ma fingers juist tae
+look at him," Drumsheugh expatiated afterwards to Hillocks, "for a' saw
+noo that there was tae be a stand-up fecht atween him an' deith for
+Saunders, and when a' thocht o' Bell an' her bairns, a' kent wha wud
+win.
+
+"'Aff wi' yir coat, Drumsheugh,' said MacLure; 'ye 'ill need tae bend
+yir back the nicht; gither a' the pails in the hoose and fill them at
+the spring, an' a'll come doon tae help ye wi' the carryin'.'"
+
+It was a wonderful ascent up the steep pathway from the spring to the
+cottage on its little knoll, the two men in single file, bareheaded,
+silent, solemn, each with a pail of water in either hand, MacLure
+limping painfully in front, Drumsheugh blowing behind; and when they
+laid down their burden in the sick room, where the bits of furniture had
+been put to a side and a large tub held the centre, Drumsheugh looked
+curiously at the doctor.
+
+[Illustration.]
+
+"No, a'm no daft; ye needna be feared; but yir tae get yir first lesson
+in medicine the nicht, an' if we win the battle ye can set up for yersel
+in the Glen.
+
+"There's twa dangers--that Saunders' strength fails, an' that the force
+o' the fever grows; and we have juist twa weapons.
+
+"Yon milk on the drawers' head an' the bottle of whisky is tae keep up
+the strength, and this cool caller water is tae keep doon the fever.
+
+"We 'ill cast oot the fever by the virtue o' the earth an' the water."
+
+"Div ye mean tae pit Saunders in the tub?"
+
+"Ye hiv it noo, Drumsheugh, and that's hoo a' need yir help."
+
+"Man, Hillocks," Drumsheugh used to moralize, as often as he remembered
+that critical night, "it wes humblin' tae see hoo low sickness can bring
+a pooerfu' man, an' ocht tae keep us frae pride."
+
+"A month syne there wesna a stronger man in the Glen than Saunders, an'
+noo he wes juist a bundle o' skin and bone, that naither saw nor heard,
+nor moved nor felt, that kent naethin' that was dune tae him.
+
+"Hillocks, a' wudna hae wished ony man tae hev seen Saunders--for it
+wull never pass frae before ma een as long as a' live--but a' wish a'
+the Glen hed stude by MacLure kneelin' on the floor wi' his sleeves up
+tae his oxters and waitin' on Saunders.
+
+"Yon big man wes as pitifu' an' gentle as a wumman, and when he laid the
+puir fallow in his bed again, he happit him ower as a mither dis her
+bairn."
+
+Thrice it was done, Drumsheugh ever bringing up colder water from the
+spring, and twice MacLure was silent; but after the third time there was
+a gleam in his eye.
+
+"We're haudin' oor ain; we're no bein' maistered, at ony rate; mair a'
+canna say for three oors.
+
+"We 'ill no need the water again, Drumsheugh; gae oot and tak a breath
+o' air; a'm on gaird masel."
+
+It was the hour before daybreak, and Drumsheugh wandered through fields
+he had trodden since childhood. The cattle lay sleeping in the pastures;
+their shadowy forms, with a patch of whiteness here and there, having a
+weird suggestion of death. He heard the burn running over the stones;
+fifty years ago he had made a dam that lasted till winter. The hooting
+of an owl made him start; one had frightened him as a boy so that he ran
+home to his mother--she died thirty years ago. The smell of ripe corn
+filled the air; it would soon be cut and garnered. He could see the dim
+outlines of his house, all dark and cold; no one he loved was beneath
+the roof. The lighted window in Saunders' cottage told where a man hung
+between life and death, but love was in that home. The futility of life
+arose before this lonely man, and overcame his heart with an
+indescribable sadness. What a vanity was all human labour, what a
+mystery all human life.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+But while he stood, subtle change came over the night, and the air
+trembled round him as if one had whispered. Drumsheugh lifted his head
+and looked eastwards. A faint grey stole over the distant horizon, and
+suddenly a cloud reddened before his eyes. The sun was not in sight, but
+was rising, and sending forerunners before his face. The cattle began
+to stir, a blackbird burst into song, and before Drumsheugh crossed the
+threshold of Saunders' house, the first ray of the sun had broken on a
+peak of the Grampians.
+
+MacLure left the bedside, and as the light of the candle fell on
+the doctor's face, Drumsheugh could see that it was going well with
+Saunders.
+
+"He's nae waur; an' it's half six noo; it's ower sune tae say mair, but
+a'm houpin' for the best. Sit doon and take a sleep, for ye're needin'
+'t, Drumsheugh, an', man, ye hae worked for it."
+
+As he dozed off, the last thing Drumsheugh saw was the doctor sitting
+erect in his chair, a clenched fist resting on the bed, and his eyes
+already bright with the vision of victory.
+
+He awoke with a start to find the room flooded with the morning
+sunshine, and every trace of last night's work removed.
+
+The doctor was bending over the bed, and speaking to Saunders.
+
+"It's me, Saunders, Doctor MacLure, ye ken; dinna try tae speak or move;
+juist let this drap milk slip ower--ye 'ill be needin' yir breakfast,
+lad--and gang tae sleep again."
+
+[Illustration: "A CLENCHED FIST RESTING ON THE BED"]
+
+Five minutes, and Saunders had fallen into a deep, healthy sleep, all
+tossing and moaning come to an end. Then MacLure stepped softly across
+the floor, picked up his coat and waistcoat, and went out at the door.
+Drumsheugh arose and followed him without a word. They passed through
+the little garden, sparkling with dew, and beside the byre, where Hawkie
+rattled her chain, impatient for Bell's coming, and by Saunders' little
+strip of corn ready for the scythe, till they reached an open field.
+There they came to a halt, and Doctor MacLure for once allowed himself
+to go.
+
+His coat he flung east and his waistcoat west, as far as he could hurl
+them, and it was plain he would have shouted had he been a complete mile
+from Saunders' room. Any less distance was useless for the adequate
+expression. He struck Drumsheugh a mighty blow that well-nigh levelled
+that substantial man in the dust and then the doctor of Drumtochty
+issued his bulletin.
+
+"Saunders wesna tae live through the nicht, but he's livin' this meenut,
+an' like to live.
+
+"He's got by the warst clean and fair, and wi' him that's as good as
+cure.
+
+"It' ill be a graund waukenin' for Bell; she 'ill no be a weedow yet,
+nor the bairnies fatherless.
+
+"There's nae use glowerin' at me, Drumsheugh, for a body's daft at a
+time, an' a' canna contain masel' and a'm no gaein' tae try."
+
+Then it dawned on Drumsheugh that the doctor was attempting the Highland
+fling.
+
+"He's 'ill made tae begin wi'," Drumsheugh explained in the kirkyard
+next Sabbath, "and ye ken he's been terrible mishannelled by accidents,
+sae ye may think what like it wes, but, as sure as deith, o' a' the
+Hielan flings a' ever saw yon wes the bonniest.
+
+"A' hevna shaken ma ain legs for thirty years, but a' confess tae a turn
+masel. Ye may lauch an' ye like, neeburs, but the thocht o' Bell an'
+the news that wes waitin' her got the better o' me."
+
+"THE DOCTOR WAS ATTEMPTING THE HIGHLAND FLING"
+
+Drumtochty did not laugh. Drumtochty looked as if it could have done
+quite otherwise for joy.
+
+"A' wud hae made a third gin a bed been there," announced Hillocks,
+aggressively.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Come on, Drumsheugh," said Jamie Soutar, "gie's the end o't; it wes a
+michty mornin'."
+
+"'We're twa auld fules,' says MacLure tae me, and he gaithers up his
+claithes. 'It wud set us better tae be tellin' Bell.'
+
+"She wes sleepin' on the top o' her bed wrapped in a plaid, fair worn
+oot wi' three weeks' nursin' o' Saunders, but at the first touch she was
+oot upon the floor.
+
+"'Is Saunders deein', doctor?' she cries. 'Ye promised tae wauken me;
+dinna tell me it's a' ower.'
+
+"'There's nae deein' aboot him, Bell; ye're no tae lose yir man this
+time, sae far as a' can see. Come ben an' jidge for yersel'.'
+
+"Bell lookit at Saunders, and the tears of joy fell on the bed like
+rain.
+
+"'The shadow's lifted,' she said; 'he's come back frae the mooth o' the
+tomb.
+
+"'A' prayed last nicht that the Lord wud leave Saunders till the laddies
+cud dae for themselves, an' thae words came intae ma mind, 'Weepin' may
+endure for a nicht, but joy cometh in the mornin'."
+
+"'The Lord heard ma prayer, and joy hes come in the mornin',' an' she
+gripped the doctor's hand.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"'Ye've been the instrument, Doctor MacLure. Ye wudna gie him up, and ye
+did what nae ither cud for him, an' a've ma man the day, and the bairns
+hae their father.'
+
+"An' afore MacLure kent what she was daein', Bell lifted his hand to her
+lips an' kissed it."
+
+"Did she, though?" cried Jamie. "Wha wud hae thocht there wes as muckle
+spunk in Bell?"
+
+"MacLure, of coorse, was clean scandalized," continued Drumsheugh, "an'
+pooed awa his hand as if it hed been burned.
+
+"Nae man can thole that kind o' fraikin', and a' never heard o' sic
+a thing in the parish, but we maun excuse Bell, neeburs; it wes an
+occasion by ordinar," and Drumsheugh made Bell's apology to Drumtochty
+for such an excess of feeling.
+
+"A' see naethin' tae excuse," insisted Jamie, who was in great fettle
+that Sabbath; "the doctor hes never been burdened wi' fees, and a'm
+judgin' he coonted a wumman's gratitude that he saved frae weedowhood
+the best he ever got."
+
+[Illustration: "I'VE A COLD IN MY HEAD, TO-NIGHT"]
+
+"A' gaed up tae the Manse last nicht," concluded Drumsheugh, "and telt
+the minister hoo the doctor focht aucht oors for Saunders' life, an'
+won, and ye never saw a man sae carried. He walkit up and doon the room
+a' the time, and every other meenut he blew his nose like a trumpet.
+
+"'I've a cold in my head to-night, Drumsheugh,' says he; 'never mind
+me.'"
+
+"A've hed the same masel in sic circumstances; they come on sudden,"
+said Jamie.
+
+"A' wager there 'ill be a new bit in the laist prayer the day, an'
+somethin' worth hearin'."
+
+And the fathers went into kirk in great expectation.
+
+"We beseech Thee for such as be sick, that Thy hand may be on them for
+good, and that Thou wouldst restore them again to health and strength,"
+was the familiar petition of every Sabbath.
+
+The congregation waited in a silence that might be heard, and were not
+disappointed that morning, for the minister continued:
+
+"Especially we tender Thee hearty thanks that Thou didst spare Thy
+servant who was brought down into the dust of death, and hast given him
+back to his wife and children, and unto that end didst wonderfully bless
+the skill of him who goes out and in amongst us, the beloved physician
+of this parish and adjacent districts."
+
+"Didna a' tell ye, neeburs?" said Jamie, as they stood at the kirkyard
+gate before dispersing; "there's no a man in the coonty cud hae dune
+it better. 'Beloved physician,' an' his 'skill,' tae, an' bringing in
+'adjacent districts'; that's Glen Urtach; it wes handsome, and the
+doctor earned it, ay, every word.
+
+"It's an awfu' peety he didna hear yon; but dear knows whar he is the
+day, maist likely up--"
+
+Jamie stopped suddenly at the sound of a horse's feet, and there, coming
+down the avenue of beech trees that made a long vista from the kirk
+gate, they saw the doctor and Jess.
+
+One thought flashed through the minds of the fathers of the
+commonwealth.
+
+It ought to be done as he passed, and it would be done if it were not
+Sabbath. Of course it was out of the question on Sabbath.
+
+The doctor is now distinctly visible, riding after his fashion.
+
+There was never such a chance, if it were only Saturday; and each man
+reads his own regret in his neighbor's face.
+
+The doctor is nearing them rapidly; they can imagine the shepherd's
+tartan.
+
+Sabbath or no Sabbath, the Glen cannot let him pass without some tribute
+of their pride.
+
+Jess had recognized friends, and the doctor is drawing rein.
+
+"It hes tae be dune," said Jamie desperately, "say what ye like."
+Then they all looked towards him, and Jamie led.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Hurrah," swinging his Sabbath hat in the air, "hurrah," and once more,
+"hurrah," Whinnie Knowe, Drumsheugh, and Hillocks joining lustily, but
+Tammas Mitchell carrying all before him, for he had found at last an
+expression for his feelings that rendered speech unnecessary.
+
+It was a solitary experience for horse and rider, and Jess bolted
+without delay. But the sound followed and surrounded them, and as they
+passed the corner of the kirkyard, a figure waved his college cap over
+the wall and gave a cheer on his own account.
+
+"God bless you, doctor, and well done."
+
+"If it isna the minister," cried Drumsheugh, "in his goon an' bans, tae
+think o' that; but a' respeck him for it."
+
+Then Drumtochty became self-conscious, and went home in confusion of
+face and unbroken silence, except Jamie Soutar, who faced his neighbors
+at the parting of the ways without shame.
+
+"A' wud dae it a' ower again if a' hed the chance; he got naethin' but
+his due." It was two miles before Jess composed her mind, and the doctor
+and she could discuss it quietly together.
+
+"A' can hardly believe ma ears, Jess, an' the Sabbath tae; their verra
+jidgment hes gane frae the fouk o' Drumtochty.
+
+"They've heard about Saunders, a'm thinkin', wumman, and they're pleased
+we brocht him roond; he's fairly on the mend, ye ken, noo.
+
+"A' never expeckit the like o' this, though, and it wes juist a wee
+thingie mair than a' cud hae stude.
+
+"Ye hev yir share in't tae, lass; we've hed mony a hard nicht and day
+thegither, an' yon wes oor reward. No mony men in this warld 'ill ever
+get a better, for it cam frae the hert o' honest fouk."
+
+
+
+
+
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