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The Strange Prescription
(Das seltsame Rezept) 1809
It is not usually much fun having to take a prescription to the
chemist's, but many years ago it was fun once. One day, a man from a
remote farm stopped in front of the town chemist's with a cart and two
oxen, carefully unloaded a large pine parlour door, and carried it
inside. The chemist's eyes widened and he said, ‘What do you want with
your parlour door, my good friend? The carpenter lives two houses down
on the left.’ The man replied that the doctor had been with his sick
wife and wanted to prescribe her a potion, but there was no pen, ink or
paper in the whole house, only a piece of chalk. So the doctor had
written the prescription on the parlour door, and now the apothecary was
to be so kind as to prepare the potion.
Well, if only it had done any good. Blessed is he who knows how to help
himself in times of need.
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