The daily morning Alaskan., 1904-01-15
A CASE gf MANIA
lOriginall 'Is that Dr. Hamilton at the phoneT' "Yes. am pr. Hamilton"
IorignaLl

Mra. MulQ WAuth 1Nu tp NVAAl te her immediately. She is very ill."
 "All right In go at once"
 "Confound it." exclaimed the doctor as he hung up the receiver and return ed to a party Of bachelors be was en- tertaining at dinner. He had that very day declined an invitation from this Mrs. Ward. a wealthy young widow to escort her to the opera. his excuse be Ing that be had a patient ln charge whom he could not leave. The real cause of his declining was that a col lege classmate had come to town and the doctor desired to give him stag dinner at hls house.
 "You fellows keep the ball rolling he said. "Ive got a call and must leave you for awhile Patrick, keep the gentlemen well supplied with wine. There's a fresh box of cigars ln the sideboard."
 pr. Hamilton was in too much of a hurry to get back to the party to wait for his own horse and fortunately found a passing cab. In ten minutes he was at Mrs. Wards. He found her on a lounge in the library dressed in din uer costume. @ lamp with rose tinted shade standing on table beside Der casting a very becoming light on Ter face. The doctor advanced and, taking her wrist between bis fingers, looked at her searchingly.
 "Whafs the trouble| be asked
 'I don't know. After dinner l was seized with a very singular feeling
 "WhereT
 "In the ears"
 The doctor removed the shade from the lamp and, taking a little glass from his instrument satchel, threw concen- trated rays Of light into the widow 8 left ear Finding nothing unusual there, he examined the other ear
 Its quite possible he said, "that a tiny bug crawled into your eur and crawled out again. You hear nothing unusual nowY
 "No, ! haven't heard anything nm. usual"
 "Then what was the sensadouT
 "A terrible longing"
 Longing for what3'
 'There 1t Is againw And a tremor ran over her shapely frame. 
 The doctor. thinking that it might be a symptom of insanity, looked steadily into her eye It was clear as a bell soft and liquid as it met his. There was not even the slightest Indication of nerve tension. The doctor was pug zled.
 "Pm afraid I'm going to lose my mind. doctor" said the patient
 "Why soF
 "i have paroXysms iu which ] feel that ] must hear harmonious sounds or go wild Oh, doctor If you could only play on the piano.
 'I can't"
 "Then won't you take me somewhere where can hear music lt is the only thing that would satisfy my Insane craving"
 "Hm," said the doctor A light was beginning to break in upon him. You have seats at the operaW
 "A box. How unkind of you to de cline to take me when I had gone to the trouble to provide places"
 It was a reproachful look the widow gave him out of her soft eyes. The doctor who up to this moment had but one desire-to get back to his convlvial guests-began to feel other sensations Mrs. Ward was a very pretty woman a very charming woman. To one of her own sex her ruse would have excited contempt Not so to the man. He thought 1t an very cute.
 Excuse me a moment" be said, ris- ing. 'I must use your telephone. The patient have in charge is in a critical condition. and must keep in touch with him."
 You'll find it in the little room at the end of the hall"
 The doctor rang up his own house and called for one of his guests.
 "TU be longer than ! supposed" he said, "but Ill be.bacl, before the even Ing is over'
 Serious casef'
 "Very."
 "An right; we'll stay tn you come"
 Then Dr. Hamilton returned to the widow and told her that he could spend an hour with her at the opera.
 Doctor" she said, "if were to take you where your patient couldn't reach you and he were to die while you were at the opera l would never forgive my self"
 "How considerate of you"
 Perhaps if we stay here and the paroxysm comes on again if you whis- per softly in my ear with that musical voice Of yours 1t would allay the cray ing"
 "WeW try it."
 The doctor again examined the pulse this time taking the little hand in his to determine whether it was moist or feverish. He sat in silence. He was thinking.
 Doctor" said the widow, "its com Ing on again. Speak to me. Your voice is as harmonious as a cello"
 'drs. Ward"- be began.
 "Camllla-not Mrs. Ward You would pronounce Camilla beautifully uComVia