Martin Arrowsmith Author:Sinclair Lewis MARTIN ARROWSMITH SINCLAIR LEWIS JONATHAN CAPE LTD THIRTY BEDFORD SQUARE LONDON FIRST PUBLISHED MARCH MCMXXV REPRINTED APRIL MCMXXV REPRINTED MARCH MCMXXVJ MADE 6f PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BY BUTLER TANNER LTD FROME AND LONDON 5 To Dr. Paul H. DeKruif I am indebted not only for most of the bacteriological and medical material in this tale but eq... more »ually for his help in the planning of the fable itself for his realization of the characters as living people, for his philosophy as a scientist. With this acknowledgment I want to record our months of com panionship while working on the book, in the United States, in the West Indies, in Panama, in London and Fontainebleau. I wish I could reproduce our talks along the way, and the laboratory afternoons, the restaurants at night, and the deck at dawn as we steamed into tropic ports. SINCLAIR LEWIS MARTIN ARROWSMITH CHAPTER i THE driver of the wagon swaying through forest and swamp of the Ohio wilderness was a ragged girl of fourteen. Her mother they had buried near the Monongahela - the girl herself had heaped with torn sods the grave beside the river of the beauti ful name. Her father lay shrinking with fever on the floor of the wagon-box, and about him played her brothers and sisters, dirty brats, tattered brats, hilarious brats. She halted at the fork in the grassy road, and the sick man quavered, Emmy, ye better turn down towards Cincinnati. If we could find your Uncle Ed, I guess hed take us in. Nobody aint going to take us in she said. Were going on jus long as we can. Going West Theys a whole lot of new things I aim to be seeing She cooked the supper, she put the children to bed, and sat by the fire, alone. That was the great-grandmother of Martin Arrowsmith. s Cross-legged in the examining-chair in Doc Vickersons office, a boy was reading Grays Anatomy. His name was Martin Arrow smith, of Elk Mills, in the state of Winnemac. There was a suspicion in Elk Mills now, in 1897, a dowdy red brick village, smelling of apples that this brown-leather adjust able seat which Doc Vickerson used for minor operations, for the infrequent pulling of teeth and for highly frequent naps, had begun life as a barbers chair. There was also a belief that its pro prietor must once have been called Doctor Vickerson, but for years he had been only The Doc, and he was scurfier and much less adjustable than the chair. Martin was the son of J. J. Arrowsmith, who conducted the New York Clothing Bazaar. By sheer brass and obstinacy he had, at 7 8 MARTIN ARROWSMITH fourteen, become the unofficial, also decidedly unpaid, assistant to the Doc, and while the Doc was on a country call he took charge - though what there was to take charge of, no one could ever make out. He was a slender boy, not very tall his hair and restless eyes were black, his skin unusually white, and the contrast gave him an air of passionate variability. The squareness of his head and a reasonable breadth of shoulders saved him from any appearance of effeminacy or of that querulous timidity which artistic young gentlemen call Sensitiveness. When he lifted his head to listen, his right eyebrow, slightly higher than the left, rose and quivered in his characteristic expression of energy, of inde pendence, and a hint that he could fight, a look of impertinent inquiry which had been known to annoy his teachers and the Sunday-school superintendent. Martin was, like most inhabitants of Elk Mills before the Slavo-Italian immigration, a Typical Pure-bred Anglo-Saxon American, which means that he was a union of German, French, Scotch, Irish, perhaps a little Spanish, conceivably a little of the strains lumped together as Jewish, and a great deal of English, which is itself a combination of Primitive Britain, Celt, Phoenician, Roman, German, Dane, and Swede. It is not certain that, in attaching himself to Doc Vickerson, Martin was entirely and edifyingly controlled by a desire to be come a Great Healer...« less