Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, February 17, 1883, Page 7

THE DAILY _I_S_EE-~SATURDAY FEBRUARY 17 — e ] INFIRMARY OF DR. A. J. COOK, COUNCIIL BLUEES, - CHRONIC DISKEASES! Diseases of Women and Diseases of the Rectum a Specialty. The Dr. has been located in Coun- cil Blaffs nearly two years, and hav- ng beencalled profemsionally auring that time into the best families in the city and sarrounding country, ‘akes pleasurein an announcing that he bas come to stay. His constantly increaz- fne practice at home, in the midst of his own people, is the beat evidanceof his skill as a SPECIALIST, snd he wishes it uuderatood, once for ull, that his methoda of treatnent are S IRIOT- LY ecientific; that he despises quack- ery as well among so-called ‘‘Regular” and ‘“‘Homewpathic” practitioners as among travelingcharlatans and ““Cure- Alls.” He has devoted fifteen years to the study and practice ot his SPE- CIALTIES and has had the benefit of the most ekillfal traintng in the best colleges and hospitals In the land, and has no hesitaney in promising the very best results to be obtained from ecien- tificmedicine and surgery. 4 SPECIALTIES. i It must be evident to every close observer that no one miad, however gifted, can grasp more than a mere smatteriog of medical science, The fiald 18 too large and the natural divis lmu! too numerous for anything more | than a cursory view of the vast obsta- | olea to be encountered by the ‘‘gsn- | eral” practitioner. | inaut surgeons and our eminent prac titioners of medicine, »fer which fol- | low the noted specialists, embracing itha Eye, the Ear, the Throat, the Lungs, the Kidueya and Bladder, Dis- | eases of Women, Insanity, &c, &o., | any one cf which requires years of | patient study and practice to insure proficiency and ultimate success. The busy practitioner of to-day— the ‘‘family” physician—can no more | embrace all these speclalties in his practice and do jnstice to his patients than he can ‘‘bottle up sunlight,” yet how many physicians in the western Wa have our em. | oonntr’ are PRETENDING to do so, to the cost aud injury of their patients, CHRONIC DISEASES. ‘The Dr. does not pretend to cure ALL chronic diseases, He claims, however, that years of patient stady and practice, in the hospitalsand alsa- where, give him advantazes in their treatment which no ordinary practi- tioner can possibly have; that he CAN COURE many cases now pronouncad INCURABLE by them, and give re lief to hundceds of others whose dis- enses come within the range of his SPE- CIALTIES, He is prepared to give the most approved electric treatment and medicated vapor baths, when neaded. Partiesres'dng at a distance, whose means will not admit of their taking a regular coarse of treatment hera, wiil be furnished blanks with questions, which can be answered and returned to the Doctor, who will make up his diagnosis and give treatment if desired, but he much prefers to make a personal examination and treat all patients here, when possible, thus avolding any chance of error in diag- nosis, The Doctor treats all forms of chron ic ‘disease, without mentioning any onein particular, and has no hesitaucy! in saying that he COAN and WILL| give the best treatment known tomed- ical science, and charge only a reason able fee for his services, DISEASES OF WOMEN This is one of the SPECIALTIES to which the Dr. has devoted the best years of his life, and hundreds of women, now living, are ready to teati' fy that they found relief at his hands when others had failed to benefit them. The ‘‘family” physician can- not treat those diseases successfully, for many important reasons., chief among which is, that he has not the| time to devote to thelr study, nor the| should it be expscted of him, in the absence, perhaps, of special training and experiencs, and in the hurry and oxcitement of general practics The Dr. is preparad to treat all fe- male diseases in a skillful and scisntific mauner, having devoted several years to their study and treatment, both in the hospital and in aotive practics. Diseases of the Rectum. ‘These embrace Hemorrnoids, or Piles, Fistules, Fissures, Prolaps, or| faliing of the anus, tamors, etc , eto.. and consticute one of the Doctor's leading speciatties. All rectal tamors are treated by the new method of in- jecting and are thoroughly and speed- ily removed, with butlittls or no pain ases of Piles, from ten to twenty yoara standing, have been permanent- ly cured by this new method, many of thom residing ia and near the city at """ RPILEPSY. can be cured if taken in time, and es pecially in young subjeots. The Dr does not claim to ocure all cases that come to him for treatment, but can| point to numerous instances where a permanent cure has been wrought within the last five years. Mediciner will bo sont by cxpress when pationts cannot come to the city. TAPE WORMS. These troublesome parasites can be removed ina few hours, with but lit- tie inconvenience to the patient. The Dr. will send medicines by express, with full directions for use, at any time they may bo ordered.. The Dr. makes no promites bur what wiil be fulfilled to the letter. It he examines you and finds your dis ease incurable, he will tell you s in plaia words; if he fiads you oan' be benefitted he will treat you for a mod erate fee and give you the benefit of all that medical sclence can do for your pose of oconsulting come directly to his offise, where the best references in the city will be far- nished when desired, and where pa- tionts will also be a ing board and rooms at reasonable rates. patience to do ;them juatice. No r| Many cases ot E ilepsy, or Fits, caso. This is all that any careful! practitioner should promise his pa- tients'—it is all he CAN promise them and be honest. Parties vi Ling the city for the pur- the Dr. should ed in proour- OFFICE: NO. 36 NORTH MAIN ST. (One Block North of Broadway.) Addross all Lotters to DR. A. J. COOK, P. 0. Box No. 1462, Council Bl % COUNCIL. BLUEFES "WATER nt Mra. J. J. Guod's Halr Store, at fuil line of switches, etc. ab grea Waves mede from Indiea’ own batr. 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Y.—Toledo Evening Bee, . ) o li-ly od peintal dit by, CARRADINE'S LOVE, Oarradine sat alone at his easel, painting; and as he palnted he thought. Eight years betore, when he was a poor straggling boy, just en- tering on that raco which muat be ran by every aspirant to art and its hon- ora, there happened to him something which nelither time nor toil had ever been able to efface from his memory. As ho was passlog along the stroets a wreath of fragraut roses suddenly fell on his head, and looking up in won- der, he beheld, reaching out from the embroidered drapertes of an over- hanging window, a child, with fairy- like proportions, with great dark eyes and long, curling black locks, who stood smiling and throwing him kisses from her carved lips, colored like a pomegranate. While she still gazed, & nurse hed come forward and drawn the child away; the curtaina were closed, and he saw the little creature no more. Such was the vislon that the artist had carried so long in his momory; ln his memory only, for he had no second glimpse of the child, That very day an accident ocourred which kept him a prisoner in his room for several weeks, and when next he went out vhe house was empty, and a plecard with great flaring letters announcing it for sale stared him in the face, from the same window in which the little white robed elf had stood waving her hand and smiling to him. 1n course of time other faces appeared there, but they were strange faces, and among them was never the ono for which he looked. Now, as Carradine sat painting alone, he thought of all this; of the struggle that had ‘onded at length in success; of his hard, unfriended boy- hood, and of the beautiful child with her fragrant rose crown, which had seemed almost like a prophecy. That rose wreath, dryand withered now, was all that was left to him of the fair vision; but when that morning, in turning over an old portfolio, he had come upon it by chancs, it epoke to him of that by-gone day juat as elo- quently as when its blossoms were tresh and fall, ‘‘Eight years ago,” he said, thought- fully, letting the circlet alip through his fingers slowly. ‘‘She must be six- teen now--if she lives, If? No, I do not doubt her living presence— somewhere, [ wonder where she is now, and what she is like at sixteen?” With that he placed the wreath be- side his easel, and began to paint. The face, asit grew on his canvas, presented a young girl In the dewy morning blush of first youth, with gndow- in the great dark eyes and a alf smile about the bright curled lips, like an embodied svmmer sun shower, It was thus that the artist pletured his ideal of the child woman, whose Infantlle look and smile for elght long years had been his own dream of love, Carradine had not had an easy life. An orphan from his earliest years, poor and unfrlended, he had studled hard for the means to gratify that in- herent idolatry for art which was al. ways clamoring to find expression in form and colorlog. He gud fought and he had won; but now, at twenty- six, he stood In the place which he had gained for himselt almost as much alone at the very heart as he had | been elght years before, when the child’s gift came to him as a prophecy. It was not that he was hiel‘:dl?l’l. There were men who liked and sought him, women would gladly -have have taught him to forget his loneliness in their affection. But though his nature responded rapidly to any kindness, there was one chord, deeper than all, that remained untouched, aad from the sweetest glances his thoughts went back to the unknown child that had emiled down on him so long ago. The ideal head became his great source of enjoyment, and a dreamy softness shaded his dark-grey eyes, as line by line and tint by tint took him back into tha’ past, which, all lifeless as it was, seemed to him, in those moments, more real than the busy present. Yot now, in reviewing that one bright vision of his memory, it was not so much the lovely child that he saw in fancy as the beautiful girl whose face, with tuiler depth and sweetness, looked out at him from his own canvas, Tnstinctively, he hardly knew wh{, he disliked to work on this plcture in any other presence, and he devoted to it only his hours of sclitade. Seo it happened that it was nearly finished when by some chance, a friend discov- ered him bending over it, too absorb. ad to hear any approach, As the door opened, Oarradine rose hastlly, turn- ing his easel t> the wall to conceal the face upon it. This little stratagem, however, was destined to be of no avail. Having been marked by the intruder, one of those cordial, well- meaning pesple, good natured to a degree, but with little delicacy of per- ception—the action atonce aroused his cariosity. “‘Ahs, master painter,” he said, with a laugh, “‘let us see what it s that you work at by youself till i: steals away your eyes and ears, Only one peep!” With that he lald his hand on the frame, and receiving no forbldding word from Carradive, turnedit around, The next moment he was loud in his praise, “But who is it,Carradinc? Ifitisa portrait,telljme where to,find the orig- inal, and I will, if It is & soven days’ journey. Oarradine smiled, “If T myself knew where to find such an origlnal, T should not be here to tell you, my good friend,"” he an. swered evasively. “Oh, a fancy sketch,” said the other, misled,ss the artist had deslred. “I might have saved myself the trou. ble of asking, No real flesh and blood tace ever looked like that—moreshame to natare, I say. Of course yon will exhibit it, Carradine?” *‘No!” answered the painter quletly, “No!” repeated the other in sur- prise, “But my dear fellow, you must, or I shall betray your secret, and you will have a swarm of visitors worse than a plague of Egypt let in upon you,” Carradine hesitated; a chance word in his friend’s speech had suggested a possibility that made his heart leap in spite of sober reason, “You are right,” he sald, *T shall send the plcture for exhibition, It will be better so.” After his visitor had left him alone gathering twilight, half unconsciousty. be. haps——-" timef' and 1t seemed almost as if Oarra. dine’ him to fellow. brated artist’s latest sucoess. springing afrcsh in his hoatt. pear; and one day, discouragod at last, less an errand. peither hand nor fancy. Finally, tired of repeated failure, he abandoned drew his steps in the customary direc- tion, found but two persons within, young man and & girl, for which he was at a losa to account, they moved slowly toward his picture, the young man. “Why, here ls your portrait, fa! What does it mean? Who the peinter be?” chase a catalogue, vanced quickly to the girl. “Tam the painter,” he said She turned and looked at him with oyes that had haunted his visicns for 80 mavy years, Then she spoke: “Ypu ‘painted that picturel and how?” “From remembrance,” he answered., “It {s my only tribute to the little unknown prinsess who crowned me onen with rc Doos she, too, re- meomber it?’ For & moment doubt was in her face; but as he looked fixedly at her it vanlshed in certainty, A smile just touched her brght lips. “It was you, then, on whom I forced my roscel A princess who gave away honors unatked. How often I have wondered since—"" She stopped, turned to the can- vas, and added abruptly, “but I was a child then, and here—-" i “Here you sre s woman,” said Oarradine, completing the unspoken sentence, ‘It is 8o hard to under- stand? Thoe same power that kept the child in my heart showed me tnto what she would ripen.” Sho did not look at him now, but at “the picture, as she asked him in & low voice, “‘and whom am I to thank for such an honor!"” £ “My name is Hubert Carradine, he answered, and saw at once that it was no unfamiliar word to her. ‘‘And yours! Through all these years your face has haunted me always, but yeur name I never knew." again, Carradine bent low over his ensel, gazing fato the lovely, upturned | turned to him, face, until it began to fade into the “‘It—it!" ho murmured to himself, | of me through ali these years, he resolved to go no more on so frait- Shuting himselt in his atadio, he began to paint, but, [ young man approached Carradine fell atrive as he would, he could command work, and ylelded to an impulse which When he entered tho esmall side room {n which his picture hung, he Oarradine could not soe the facas of these two, but, with an earnestness he followed thelr retreating figures as Bat the next moment an exclamation of astonlshment burst from the lips of Lail- can With that he hurried out to pur- Carradine ad- one steady gaze trom those glorlous She hesitated a moment, then “You never knew my name? Then think cf mestilias you have thought " she “Bat 1t cannot | sald, a half smile lingering about her Yet I will send it—and per- [ mouth, but never ljghting the great dark face that was shaded by some And go the picture was sent, in due | subtle adness, The look, the tone, transported ‘s soul had gone with it and drawn | Carradine beyond all remembrance of Hour after hour, and | place or circumstances, into the un- day after day, he sat in the gallery, sorutinizing cagerly overy faco amid | wish was supreme ruler the vleitors, whom taste or fashion had brought to look at the now cele- reel realm of {magination in which his “T have thought of you slways as my life and my love,” half consclously, Every | his dreamy, deep gray eyes glowiog night he went away unsatlefied, and | upon her face. every morning he rotarned with hope | ly, and thon paled in an instant. Just She blushed suddsn- then her former companion entered Still, the object cf hia soarch, what- | the room. over it may havo boon, does not ap- hastily, *‘and this 1s Cecll my—my betrothed husb: Not another word was eald. Wyndham, dr As the back a step and looked at the two. His was a falr, handsome face, so little marked as yot by time, that it would be hard for an unpracticed eye to con- jecture with what lines the shaping character would yet stamp it. Never- theiess, with one keen gaze Carradine estimated both present and future. She said a fow low, spoken words to her companion, who presently moved toward Carradine, and addressed him: “I have the honor of speaking to Mr. Carradine, the painter of this ple- ture?” Oarradine bowed without speaking. “‘Will you pardon me for asking if it is & fancy sketch?’ continued Mr. Wyndham. *‘Partly so, but suggested by the face of a little girl,” answered the artist, “‘Bat the likeness 1s so very strik- ing,"” muttered the young gentleman, “‘I must have 1t any rate. Of course you will part with it—at your own price? “The pletare is not for sale,” sald Carradine, quietly, still regard- fng the young man with that cool, stendy gize which had already caused him to betray a hesitatlon, almost con- fusion, very ualike his usual easy con- filence, He seemed to have an in- stictive knowledge that the artist was measuring him, and, to shriok from that measurement with unconsclous dreed, Carradine saw Loilia Auvernay once more before she returned to her home in a distant town, Then he took his | plcture from the academy walls and | hang it in his studio, where his eyes could find it whenever he looked away from his work, For he did not give up work; yet, among themselves, his frlends pronounced nim an altered man, and marveled what had cansed 80 subtile & difference, Always silent, he now seemed to live in an ideal world of his own; snd, whatever he might cccupy himself with, there was that in his manner which appeared to imply that it was only a temporary diversion until the coming of some event for which he was waiting, So passed half a year, at the end of which there came & letter to Oarra- dine. It was brief, but it was enough to aesure him of that which he had been unconsclously expeoting. The lotter was from Leilia Auver- nay. He went to her at once, She met him with a laughing light In her “Tam Leilia Auvernsy,” sho said | eyos such as he had not seen there when she stood in the gallery beslde her betrothed husband a light which recalled the merry child who smiled down on him so long ago. “Mr, Carradine,” she said, *I told you that my fortune was gone, bat did not tell you how utterly it had been swept away. I am nothing better than a beggar, Will you take me for one of your students, for charity’s sake?” He looked searchingly smiling face, “‘And Mr, Wyndham?"’ he asked, in a low voice, She laughed without so much as a flush of emotion, ““Mr, Wyndham has gone with the rest of my worldly possessions. Did I not say that I had lost everything? You see, Mr. Carradine, thatIam not of as much worth now as my ple- tare."” The words, as she sald them, did not seem bitter. He took her hands. “‘Leilia,”" he said, ‘‘does your loss make you unhappy?” “DoI look sof' she asked gayly. ‘“As for the marrlage, it was my father's wish, and to gratify his dylng request I consented—before I knew mwy own heart— -" Here, a quick, vivid color shot into her cheek, but she went o “‘ Thero never was love on my side; and on his—well, money is more than love —with some natures. 1 do not wish to blame him., " Oarradine's grasp tightened on her hands, “Lellia,” he said, ‘‘once your an- swer put a bar between us when I spoke words that were surprised cutof my heart. Would it be so now, If I shoold say them once more? My love, my life, will you come to me?” ““Will T come!" she repeated, look- ing up in his eyes and duwl:fi nearer, until his arms silently fold about her, | And so Oarradine found his love at ast, into her Lone Jack, Mo., Sept. 14, 1879, I have been ueing Hop Bitters, and have received great benefit from them for liver complaints and malarial fever They are superior to all other medi- clnes, P. M, BARNES. ruLonne ss. s of optuz. Xou wiil be tobacco, o ured \f you. aarcctice. Hop Bl