The Desperate Condition of Mr. Boggs Filming Locations

John Boggs knows perfectly well that he was tottering on the brink of the grave. From a careful study of many medical books he had convinced himself that he was afflicted to some extent with every known form of ailment. One morning while his family ate breakfast and he was occupied in treating himself for a serious complication of cholera, whooping cough and the bubonic plague which had developed overnight, he accidentally drank some of old Dr. F. Hand's lotion for rheumatism and sprains, intended only for external use. His family flew to the aid of the anguished man and a doctor was hastily summoned while Boggs composed himself to await the agonies of death. The doctor, a cold, practical person, arrived at last and made a thorough examination of the poison victim. He unsympathetically declared that the lotion was perfectly harmless and wouldn't hurt an infant. He went on to say that Boggs seemed to be an unusually healthy man. Incensed beyond endurance by this heartless callousness, Boggs dismissed the doctor and sent the maid to fetch the discoverer of a new cure, whose advertisement in the morning paper had raised lively hopes in his breast. The maid was slow in returning and Boggs went down to the wharf to treat an incipient case of pneumonia with the salt air. He settled himself in a sunny corner and fell asleep. In a few bold words Boggs dreamed he was in Dr. Killem's sanitarium. His experiences there were so vivid that he awoke a cured man.