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Memoirs of William Miller - Sylvester Bliss

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Having heard that a physician in his<br />

neighborhood had said, “Esquire <strong>Miller</strong>,” as he was<br />

familiarly called, “was a fine man and a good<br />

neighbor, but was a monomaniac on the subject <strong>of</strong><br />

the advent,” Mr. M. was humorously inclined to let<br />

him prescribe for his case.<br />

One <strong>of</strong> his children being sick one day, he sent<br />

for the doctor, who, after prescribing for the child,<br />

noticed that Mr. <strong>Miller</strong> was very mute in one<br />

corner, and asked what ailed him.<br />

“Well, I hardly know, doctor. I want you to see<br />

what does, and prescribe for me.”<br />

The doctor felt <strong>of</strong> his pulse, etc., and could not<br />

decide respecting his malady; and inquired what he<br />

supposed was his complaint.<br />

“Well,” says Mr. <strong>Miller</strong>, “I don’t know but I<br />

am a monomaniac; and I want you to examine me,<br />

and see if I am; and, if so, cure me. Can you tell<br />

when a man is a monomaniac?”<br />

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