The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1900-03-10
HER FIRST PATIENT.

sne returned 10 her native city, rented
and furnished a tiny office on tn,
man street, hung a gilt sign in th'
window and sat down to await a cal
from some afflicted one.
DR.. Evans spent the first three days
IN arranging and rearranging the lit
tie Office into which she had gathered
Numerous tokens of love received
IRON friends and admirers.
On the morning of the fourth day,
Just as she was entering the office
| door, loud ring at the telephone
made her heart leap with expecta-
/ ton. She fairly ran to the instru.
Lment and received this message:
Please cali at once, at the resi-
dence of Mrs. Greengo. Mr.. Green
| go is ILL.,"
The Greengo residence was only a
few blocks distant, but the short walk
gave Martha time to compose herself,
and when old Mrs. Greengo greeted
her the youthful physician was as
quiet and dignifed as if life was an
old story.
"You remember me, don't you, my
dear?" asked Mrs. Greengo, extend
ing her hand, and Martha replied:
"To be sure I do; but who is Mr..
Greengo9 I thought you were a
widow"
IT am widow, my dear. Mr..
Greengo is my nephew, a very bril-
liant young lawyer, but somewhat
given to melancholy. He seemed
we'll enough when he came down this
morning, but a few minutes ago be-
came i'll and asked me to call you."
So saying the old lady led the way
into the sitting-room, where Mr..
Greengo, clad in dressing-gown and
slippers and with eyes closed, lay
stretched at full length on a great
couch before the fireplace. "Here is
the doctor, Paul, my DEAR" announc-
ed Mrs. Greengo, and then seated her
self on the couch at his feet.
The man on the couch moved his
head slightly, but made no other sign
of having heard.
Martha quick eye noted the giant
frame, the long black hair, and the
large, strong mouth as she drew a
chair to his side, and, laying her tiny
fingers on his wrist, asked in gentle
tones:
"What is the trouble, Mr.. Green
go? Where are you ill?"
The patient opened a pair of large,
melancholy brown eyes, looked her
square1y in the face, and, laying his
hand over his breast said: For a
long, long time I have had a strange
ly numb empty feeling right here.
RaR g AXE 2a Vssa sdtAR t2 bays ySdatiG5; a Ghild
3nd, lately on several occasions, my
Aeart has palpitated so wildly that it
hade me faint and ILL.,"
sMartha's cheeks flushed lightly.
She took two strange looking in
struments from her grip and proceed
ed to give Mr.. Greengos heart and
lungs thorough examination.
When it was completed she replaced
the instruments and, seating herself
beside the couch, she said, quietly:
"Mr. Greengo, 1 fail to find the
least symptom of disease about you.
1 think you have overtaxed your
nervous system little and need some
rest and recreation. If you will spend
a month in amusing yourself, mostly
in outdoor exercise, and will leave
work and books and business entirely
out of the programme, I will give you
little tonic, and a promise that you
| will feel as sound as ever before the
month is OUT
Two days latter, as DIR. Evans sat
before her own cozy CRATE fire read
ing the morning paper, the office door
opened and Greengo entered.
81 have been doing just as you told
me, DOCTOR" he said, and I am feel
ing much worse. want to tell you
that feel horrible when 1 am alone
and I believe l need cheerful COM
pany. 1 wonder if you cannot ar
range your work SO as to drive with
me for an hour or so every morning ?"
And so it came about that they
drove together and little DR.. Evans
amused her big patient with merry
conversation, and he began at once to
mend.
One morning in June Paul entered
the little Office on Main street with a
curious twinkle in his eyes.
Doctor" he said, II wish you
would listen to my heart this morn
ing. it is worse than ever"
Martha looked alarmed and imme-
diately arose and laid her ear against
the broad chest.
"Do you not hear strange sound
there, doctor?' he asked.
mo, I do not, Mr.. Greengo, she
replied.
She moved away, but he drew her
to him.
Something is wrong with your
ear, Martha" he said, "for 1 hear it
playing little song in my heart that
says ever: II love you, l love you,
1 love you p
Paul Greengo !" cried Martha,
drawing herself from his embrace and
looking into his soft eyes, "have you
been fooling me all this timer"
mo, darling" he replied. 81
have had all the symptoms I told you
of. The burning emptiness and pain
came into my heart the morning ]
saw you place that little gilt sign in
the window. After that, every time
saw you or heard your name or even
thought of you my heart would lear
; into my throat and there palpitate SC
wildly could hardly breathe. Don't
give me any more pills or prescrlp
| tions, dear, but give me your owl
sweet self and 1 will be well and hap
py for life,
Paul is Martha's only patient now
and she declares she has all she can at
| tend to Pa11l saws she is all the doc