Castigator Lewis, Slightly Relieved, Hammers Out a Heroism
The Story. By dogged, self-determined ways, pale young Martin Arrowsmith made himself a doctor. What pricked him on from apprenticeship under a toping village sawbones to postgraduate work at the State of Winnemac's great Sears-Roebuckian university was an itching to learn, to know, to do.
At Winnemac, the itch was inflamed to an ache, a passion for pure science and meticulous laboratory research. The purposes of Arrowsmith's contemporaries were shoddy, sloppy (there was a beefy Bible-banger, a medical Babbitt, an icy, calculating dollar-chaser). And...
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