IN THE YEAR 2889

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Suddenly, in consequence of the vibrations produced, the air became
luminous.

"Ah! you, Doctor?"

"Yes," was the reply. "How are you?"

"I am feeling well."

"Good! Let me see your tongue. All right! Your pulse. Regular! And your
appetite?"

"Only passably good."

"Yes, the stomach. There's the rub. You are over-worked. If your stomach
is out of repair, it must be mended. That requires study. We must think
about it."