He was our doctor of medicine, and doctor of divinity as well.

Where he took his degree I am unable to say, for he was not very communicative to inferiors, and I was emphatically such, being but a boy seven or eight years old.

He was too well established in his profession to permit questions as to his native skill, or his attainments.

One qualification he undoubtedly had--he{55 PRAYING AND FLOGGING} was a confirmed _cripple;_ and he could neither work, nor would he bring anything if offered for sale in the market.
The old man, though lame, was no sluggard.

He was a man that made his crutches do him good service.