Time Travelers Page #3

He wouldn't waste

his breath. Now open.

Now whistle your hornpipe, sailor.

[Gagging]

[Chuckles] There now. That

didn't hurt a bit, did it?

May the Lord forgive you.

His name's Sharkey, Doc. Told me he went to

one of them camp meetings the other night.

"Joined in grace", he said.

-Don't try to talk, son.

I heard the worn'. I

seen the light Hallelujah.

Sir, it helps me to talk, Doc.

Keeps me from thinking about things,

like my wife and kid back in Texas.

I used to be a sinner

like all the rest of you.

And then I learned

the evils of women...

and whiskey and chewin' tobacco.

Sharkey, you'll be a corpse

if you don't quit yowlin'.

Yeah, shut up, you old bum.

-Shame on you, all of you! Stop it!

What in the hell are

you doing back here?

Never mind, ma'am. For

he that useth profanity...

shall burn in the flame eternal!

Oh, shut up.

I know you don't want water.

These gentlemen would

like to see you, Doctor.

All right, all right. Soon as I

get rid of this last pill here.

They're from Washington. The

surgeon general sent them.

Oh. [Chuckles]

Well, I won't hold that

against you, gentlemen.

How is the old busybody?

Fine, sir. He sends

you his best wishes.

Uncle josh, this is

Mr. jeffrey Adams.

How do you do? -Pleasure, Doctor.

And this is Dr. Clinton Earnshaw.

How do you do,

Doctor? -How do you do?

Oh, one of those new...

disinfectant nuts

to boot maybe, huh?

Your niece did say this was an

emergency contagious ward, Doctor.

That's right, all

woods fever in here.

All but me, I'm immune.

-Do you know why, Doctor?

How you got your immunity, that's one

of the things we came here to find out.

I don't claim to know. That sailor

over there would probably say...

it has something to do with my

relationship with the devil maybe.

And, uh, that reminds me.

Couldn't they have found their

way up here by themselves?

I told that young man of yours to keep you out

of this hospital during this blasted heat wave.

Make you go out and have

some fun for a change.

Oh, you did? And all just

because Clarence told you...

that he may run for

alderman, I suppose.

My uncle, you see, has visions of

marrying me to someone respectable...

like a lawyer or a politician.

And of course, it is quite improper for a

single lady to be nursing in a hospital...

where she might meet other

sorts of men, even doctors.

- [ Scoffs ]

-[Man] Doc, Doc.

I'm coming, Mr. Younger.

You'll have to excuse my niece,

gentlemen. She's inclined...

to have a little bit of

a big mouth sometimes.

It runs in the family. -I

kind of like it, Doctor.

Oh?

Oh?

Doctor, we don't have much time.

We can only stay here one day.

Yes, Doctor...

what medications do you

use to effect your cures?

What was that pill you

just gave that man?

[Chuckling]

A little bit of quinine and calomel.

Puts a little buzzing in their ears,

makes 'em rest somewhat easier maybe.

That wouldn't do anything.

Doctor, you sound like a chef who doesn't

want to give away his favorite recipe. Why?

Please, help us, Doctor. It's vital.

All right, sure, sure.

Sure, I'll help you.

Bed rest and sleep,

that never hurt anybody.

Quinine, calomel washed down

with a little elderbeny wine...

now there's three old favorites to keep

folks from realizing how sick they really are.

With maybe a little liver remedy,

snake oil thrown in for good measure.

What the hell, do you

think I'm hiding something?

Gentlemen, I'll show you anything...

help anyway I can.

I just wish to God I could do more.

You see, I-

I just plain don't know...

why my patients live.

There you are. I don't know,

but maybe this will help.

It's all he wants.

Well, first he makes

blackberry syrup...

like they used to for

cholera and summer complaint.

And then he soaks the

currants, adds citron, angelica-

Wait a minute. I missed something.

Does he make a poultice of this?

No, this, the cake.

I just said that he makes

the recipe up himself.

I'm sorry, I-

"A good doctor", he says, "should also be

able to paint a picture or shoe a horse."

I guess I don't qualify then.

I'm not very good with horses.

[ Rooster Crows]

Or chickens either,

as a matter of fact.

[Chuckles]

Where do you come

from? Besides hospitals.

I think we should

get back downstairs.

Clinton, tell me. What do

you do besides medicine?

I mean, do you climb

mountains, go sailing, fishing?

Exploring in the wilderness?

None of that.

I guess there are quite a few things

I've just never taken the time for.

How about you?

What do you mean? -Like Clarence

that your uncle wants you to marry.

What? No.

That's just because when

I was a little girl...

I had such silly dreams about a young

surgeon who went off and joined the army.

What I mean is Uncle josh is just

absolutely scared to death that-

Well, that I'll marry

a doctor someday.

Well, I'm all ready.

Let's go.

-[ Bell Telling]

Wait a minute. What's that?

Oh, it's matins. Time

for early church services.

God, we've taken a

whole half hour. -Taken?

I thought I'd just been

given a whole half hour.

[ Tolling Continues]

Good, good.

Well, you're looking a lot less

feverish this morning. How do you feel?

Well, you're gonna

be all right.

Gonna be all right.

All right, young man. I'll take

over here. You go get some rest.

I'm all right, Doctor. -Yeah?

Yep, that's what I told

the surgeon general.

The surgeon general? -Yeah, I just

sent the old busybody a telegram...

saying thanks for sending

you and your friend here.

You've been a big help, son.

I'd wish you could stay around

Chicago a little while longer.

Well, I'm afraid we

can't, Doctor. -Well.

All right, scoot,

scoot. Get some rest.

I did want to put another cold

pack on the johnson girl, Doctor.

I'll do that.

By the way, uh...

have you checked with your

niece down in the men's ward?

It seems that she's having a little

problem with that noisy sailor.

He wants to get out and go to a camp meeting someplace.

- [ Scoffs]

Blasted nuisance. I'll go

down there and kick him out.

He's almost cured anyway.

Well? -So far, he hasn't

missed on one diagnosis.

Everyone I've checked

has X. B., all right.

You mean that's all you've learned?

How many times do I have

to say it? Today is Sunday.

Between 8:
30 and 9:00, that

fire's gonna start. That's tonight.

Tell me something. How many cures for

woods fever have you come up with...

in the last couple of hours

going through Henderson's records?

I've found nothing in

his records. -Right.

So far, I've checked

20 blood samples...

from a patient already dead

to the newest, a little girl.

Do you know how to take blood

samples? -Part of my training.

What I don't have is a sample from

somebody who's already been cured.

The comparison. That's

how I'!! find our answer.

That sailor Sharkey walked out of here a couple

of minutes ago. He was completely recovered.

Give me the syringes.

Where was the sailor headed? -He

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