Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-04-08

in bed preceded the doctors shaving.
So the request of the child who had con-
fded McGinty to the doctors doorstep was
granted. THE deer docter'' loved McGinty
"a hole lot
A week of drenching rain had made the
roads almost impossible. One evening
while the doctor and McGinty were romp-
ing together the telephone rang. 1t was
message from the Willows, five miles away,
summoning the doctor.
'Of course I'll have to 60, McGinty,"
grumbled DR.. Worth, hurrying into his
storm coat, but the nights not fit for
dog to be out"
McGinty who had understood perfectly
the moment the telephone rang that there
was call for the doctor, exctedly paved
that gentleman's heels.
mo use teasing, old fellow. If I were
going to drive you could lie under the bug
gy robe, but the wheels were nearly stalled
this afternoon, so l must ride. The doctor
patted the shaggy yellow head, ran down.
stairs and sneaked out a side door through
his dark consulting room.
The night proved worse than the doctors
fears, but his faithful mare wallowed
through mud without a whinny. The VIII
lage left mile behind, they had just turn
ed by the Heath farm when the doctor
heard a painting sound close to the ground.
He swung his lantern to the right. A small
object was making frantic efforts to trot
by the horses side. What dog could 1t be
following him night like this? 1t must
be one of the Willows dogs-McGinty was
asleep the bed at home.
The mare suddenly lurched forward. In
spite of her carefulness, she foundered into
deep hole. Struggling to regain her foot
hold, she slipped upon the ooZing mud,
sliding down a low embankment Now
panic-stricken beyond the control of the
doctors calming voice, she reared and
plunged, and finally made the road again
by so wild leap that DIR. Worth was
thrown, his head striking a stone as he
fell.
The doctor awoke to hear dogs pitifuI
whine.
''McGintyr' he called. bewildered at the
pain in his leg and arm. "McGintyr'
There was a glad bark, and small
tongue licked his chin, cheek and forehead.
Then the doctor remembered the accident
and understood everything-except the
mystery of McGinty's appearance on the
Willows road.
I'm in a bad fix, old fellow" groaned
the doctor, trying in vain to rise. 1T will
be certain death If l have to lie here till
morning.
The doctor closed his eyes and drifted
into unconsciousness again. until he was
aroused by shower of drenching rain.
"McGintyi" he murmured.
This time there was no answering bark.
'McG-in-tyi' The doctors weak voice
trembled. for-deserted by even his dog.
But what was that eere sound in the dis
lance? wall; cry of distress; a pro-
longed howl-such howl as the doctor had
NOT heard since the night he had adopted
a doorstep baby.
The doctor opened his eyes. Could that
fash down the road be lightning? No, the
flashes were too close to the ground. 1t
was a light from a lantern-from two, three
lanterns hurrying In. his direction.
Mastering all his strength, the doctor
halloed.
The men sent back a cheer and FASTENED
their steps, a little shadow darting far in
front of them.
"McGiutyl" cried the doctor, joyfully.
McGinty whirled about on his hind legs,
while a series of excited banks told as
plainly as any dog could speak just what
he had done-how he had suddenly remem-
bered the Heath farm (where delicious
cookies were always given him)-how he
had run there as fast as four little legs
would carry him--how he had howled and
scratched at the door until the men came
out and recognized him; and how finally
he had led them down the Willows road
to his poor, helpless master.