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作者:津夏      更新:2021-04-30 15:57      字数:9321
  Anatomy。       He had the man laid by the steward upon the cabin table; and
  with a picture of a cross section of the thigh in front of him he began to
  take   off   the   limb。   Every   now   and   then;   referring   to   the   diagram;   he
  would say:       ‘Stand by with the lashings; steward。             There's blood on the
  chart about here。'      Then he would jab with his knife until he cut the artery;
  and he and his assistant would tie it up before they went any further。                    In
  this way they gradually whittled the leg off; and upon my word they made
  a   very   excellent   job   of   it。 The   man   is   hopping   about   the   Portsmouth
  Hard at this day。
  〃It's no joke when the doctor of one of these isolated gunboats himself
  falls ill;〃 continues the surgeon after a pause。             〃You might think it easy
  for   him   to   prescribe   for   himself;   but   this   fever   knocks   you   down   like   a
  club; and you haven't strength left to brush a mosquito off your face。                      I
  had a touch of it at Lagos; and I know what I am telling you。                    But there
  was   a   chum   of   mine   who   really   had   a   curious   experience。    The   whole
  crew gave him up; and; as they had never had a funeral aboard the ship;
  they began rehearsing the forms so as to be ready。                They thought that he
  was   unconscious;   but   he   swears   he   could   hear   every   word   that   passed。
  ‘Corpse comin' up the latchway!' cried the Cockney sergeant of Marines。
  ‘Present   harms!'      He   was   so   amused;   and   so   indignant   too;   that   he   just
  made up his mind that he wouldn't be carried through that hatchway; and
  he wasn't; either。〃
  〃There's no need for fiction in medicine;〃 remarks Foster; 〃for the facts
  will   always     beat  anything     you   can   fancy。    But    it  has  seemed     to  me
  sometimes that a curious paper might be read at some of these meetings
  about the uses of medicine in popular fiction。〃
  〃How?〃
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  〃Well; of what the folk die of; and what diseases are made most use of
  in    novels。    Some      are   worn    to  pieces;    and   others;   which     are   equally
  common in real life; are never mentioned。                Typhoid is fairly frequent; but
  scarlet    fever    is  unknown。       Heart     disease    is  common;      but   then    heart
  disease; as we know it; is usually the sequel of some foregoing disease; of
  which      we    never    hear   anything     in   the  romance。       Then      there   is  the
  mysterious   malady   called   brain   fever;   which   always   attacks   the   heroine
  after   a   crisis;   but   which   is   unknown   under   that   name   to   the   text   books。
  People when they are over…excited in novels fall down in a fit。                    In a fairly
  large experience I have never known anyone do so in real life。                     The small
  complaints   simply  don't   exist。        Nobody  ever   gets shingles   or quinsy;   or
  mumps in a novel。           All the diseases; too; belong to the upper part of the
  body。     The novelist never strikes below the belt。〃
  〃I'll tell you what; Foster;〃 says the alienist; there is a side of life which
  is too medical for the general public and too romantic for the professional
  journals;   but   which   contains   some   of   the   richest   human   materials   that   a
  man   could   study。      It's   not   a   pleasant   side;   I   am  afraid;   but   if   it   is   good
  enough   for   Providence   to   create;   it   is   good   enough   for   us   to   try   and
  understand。       It would deal with strange outbursts of savagery and vice in
  the lives of the best men; curious momentary weaknesses in the record of
  the sweetest women; known but to one or two; and inconceivable to the
  world      around。     It   would     deal;  too;   with    the  singular     phenomena       of
  waxing   and   of   waning   manhood;   and   would   throw   a   light   upon   those
  actions which have cut short many an honoured career and sent a man to a
  prison   when   he   should   have   been   hurried   to   a   consulting…room。         Of   all
  evils that may come upon the sons of men; God shield us principally from
  that one!〃
  〃I had a case some little time ago which was out of the ordinary;〃 says
  the surgeon。       〃There's a famous beauty in London societyI mention no
  names who used   to   be remarkable   a   few   seasons ago   for the   very  low
  dresses   which   she   would   wear。        She   had   the   whitest   of   skins   and   most
  beautiful of shoulders; so it was no wonder。               Then gradually the frilling at
  her    neck    lapped    upwards     and    upwards;     until  last  year   she   astonished
  everyone by wearing quite a high collar at a time when it was completely
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  out   of   fashion。    Well;    one   day   this   very   woman   was     shown   into    my
  consulting… room。        When the footman was gone she suddenly tore off the
  upper part of her dress。        ‘For Gods sake do something for me!' she cried。
  Then   I   saw   what   the   trouble   was。    A   rodent   ulcer   was   eating   its   way
  upwards; coiling on in its serpiginous fashion until the end of it was flush
  with her collar。      The red streak of its trail was lost below the line of her
  bust。    Year by year it had ascended and she had heightened her dress to
  hide it; until now it was about to invade her face。             She had been too proud
  to confess her trouble; even to a medical man。〃
  〃And did you stop it?〃
  〃Well;   with   zinc   chloride   I   did   what   I   could。 But   it   may  break   out
  again。     She was one of those beautiful white…and…pink creatures who are
  rotten with struma。       You may patch but you can't mend。〃
  〃Dear!   dear!     dear!〃   cries  the   general   practitioner;    with   that  kindly
  softening of the eyes which had endeared him to so many thousands。                         〃I
  suppose we mustn't   think ourselves   wiser than Providence;  but there  are
  times   when   one   feels   that   something   is   wrong   in   the   scheme   of   things。
  I've seen some sad things in my life。            Did I ever tell you that case where
  Nature divorced a most loving couple?                He was a fine young fellow; an
  athlete   and   a   gentleman;   but   he   overdid   athletics。    You   know   how   the
  force that controls us gives us a little tweak to remind us when we get off
  the beaten track。       It may be a pinch on the great toe if we drink too much
  and   work   too   little。  Or   it   may   be   a   tug   on   our   nerves   if   we   dissipate
  energy too much。         With the athlete; of course; it's the heart or the lungs。
  He had bad phthisis and was sent to Davos。                Well; as luck would have it;
  she developed   rheumatic   fever;  which   left   her   heart very  much   affected。
  Now; do you see the dreadful dilemma in which those poor people found
  themselves?        When       he   came    below     four   thousand     feet   or   so;  his
  symptoms        became     terrible。    She     could    come     up   about    twenty…five
  hundred and then her heart reached its limit。             They had several interviews
  half   way   down   the   valley;   which   left   them   nearly   dead;   and   at   last;   the
  doctors   had   to   absolutely   forbid   it。   And   so   for   four   years   they   lived
  within three miles of each other and never met。               Every morning he would
  go to a place which overlooked the chalet in which she lived and would
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  wave   a   great   white   cloth   and   she   answer   from   below。     They   could   see
  each other quite plainly with their field glasses; and they might have been
  in different planets for all their chance of meeting。〃
  〃And one at last died;〃 says the outsider。
  〃No;   sir。   I'm   sorry   not   to   be   able   to   clinch   the   story;   but   the   man
  recovered and is now a successful stockbroker in Drapers Gardens。                        The
  woman;   too;   is   the   mother   of   a   considerable   family。    But   what   are   you
  doing there?〃
  〃Only taking a note or two of your talk。〃
  The three medical men laugh as they walk towards their overcoats。
  〃Why; we've done nothing but talk shop;〃 says the general practitioner。
  〃What possible interest can the public take