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physician. I have heard it said that to you farmers nothing is too good 
for your beasts, hut that you scarcely send for a veterinary when a 
human being is ill. 
“Is that so!” said the farmer. 
“Yes, that is so. And now let me get back to town immediately.” 
“Go ahead,” replied the farmer. “Nobody is holding you back, 
neither you nor your foul words. You had better take them along with 
you 
“It just occurs to me,” said the doctor, in a milder tone, “that there 
may he a misunderstanding somewhere. I moved into the house ot 
Hansen, the veterinary, so that may explain the case.” 
“May be,” answered the farmer. 
“Wiil you please send the wagon for me?” 
“No, our horses shall not drive you or your ugly words from this 
place—not unless you cure the pig first.” 
“Don’t talk to me about your confounded pig.” 
Without another word the farmer took hold of the doctor so it 
hurt, pressing the latter’s arms tightly up against his sides just above 
the hips, and by lifting him a little from the ground brought him into 
an almost horizontal position. In this fashion the farmer canied 
him outside, and not until they had reached some distance from the 
farm did he put him down, exclaiming, “Shame on you and your horrid 
language!” 
Groaning with pain and anger the doctor cried, “You shall drive 
me home. You have my doctor’s stool; if you keep it you are a thief.” 
The farmer returned to the house, fetched the stool and, laying 
two kroner upon it, said, “There you are, and once more shame on you! ’ 
The doctor realized that he had lost out. He decided to start on 
his way home on foot, and in the meantime try to hire somebody to 
fetch his stool. Unfamiliar as he was with the neighborhood, he only 
remembered that when entering the farm he had turned to the left, so 
that in leaving he now turned to the right. But he entirely overlooked 
the fact that he had been put out on the opposite side, and the result 
was that lie took the wrong direction. At first, owing to his agitated 
condition, he did not notice the surroundings, but when after a while 
he began to wonder that he had not yet reached the main road, he could 
no longer find even the path; nothing but wheel tracks could be seen 
in the heath. Besides, it was not only beginning to grow dark, but a 
cold rain had started, and a sharp wind was blowing. 
He deliberated for a moment, trying to find his hearings, and as 
he considered carefully everything that had happened, he remembered 
suddenly that the farmer had not put him out by the front gate; he 
realized therefore that he had taken the wrong course and would have 
to go back almost as far as he had come. He did not want to pass the 
farm once more; and besides, he figured out that as the farm must be 
