The Topeka state journal., 1908-12-05
THE EVENING STORY
"As a Man ThinIxeth."
(By Jennie Ludlum Lee.


over by a passing automobile. and a
crowd had gathered, but no one had
oHered to help the animal in its suf-
Aerlng- carlisle was very big, and the
onlookers seemed to give way to him
without argument. One man suggest
ed that the dog might bite
Poor little brute" unused Carlisle.
as ;+h ne IS started to the corner drug store
Ielepnoned for the animal ambulance,
ana carlisle still patted the dog.
Inc frightened animal looked up at
friendly face, snapped at him. Car
usIe drew back quickly, but not until
the dog had bitten his hand. A cry
mace him turn quickly.
| DID he bite yOu?' asked a tall girl
who had been buying some drugs at
| the counter.
Yes. a bit of scratch" acknowI-
edged Carlisle. "It don't amount to
mopped the blood from the hand.
Wont you come around the corner
with me to father?" pleaded the girl.
You see, fathers a doctor, and he
VIII cauterize the wound for you.'
Before he knew it, Carlisle was
walking beside the girl, and together
they entered the handsome residence
of DR.. Theodore Standing.
This don't amount to anything,
SIR assured DR.. Standing.
ooh, don't think the little beast
has given me hydrophobia," replied
Carlisle. ''You know believe you
can think yourself into such things.
I'll never give it another thought"
And he laughed his merriest laugh.
Before leaving the house Carlisle
looked around to see if he could catch
a second glance of the doctors daugh-
ter, but evidently she had gone up
stairs.
That night in his room Carlisle
thought very little about his bandaged
hand, but somehow, as he sat smoking
his cigar and trying to read the even
ing paper, a girls face constantly ap-
peared before him.
He did not think he was in danger
of hydrophobia, but he did think he
wanted to see that girl again But
how to do it? What excuse had he
to offer? In the morning the hand
was practically well, but Carlisle had
his man tie it in clean bandages and
instead of scowling at the pain, he
actually smiled during the process.
An hour later found him in the doc
tors office.
MY dear fellow-the hand is perfect
ly healed-it was nothing but a
scratch The doctor looked over the
rim of his glasses in amazement
Think I neededn't come again. then,
do your inquired Carlisle.
Certainly not" assured the doctor.
your daughter-er-shen never helps
you in the office, does she?" stammered
Carlisle.
Heavens, no." declared the doctor. ct
don't think she's even in the house"
Carlisle's face had lost a great deaf
of it's animation when he walked down
the stoop. His ruse had failed. He did
not grudge the five dollars he had paid
the doctor. He would willingly pay five
times that amount to see the girl again
but how?
A week later. Mrs. Scott-Burden gave
a small dinner and Carlisle was among
the last guests to arrive. In the dress
ing room he met Billy Brewster.
''Have you set your lamps on the
Standing girl, Carlisle?" asked Billy.
Talk about your peaches!" he c$ntin-
ued. "She's just out-the daughter of
fellow that"
He got no further. Carlisle walked
up to him and took him by the shoul-
der.
rs that girl here tonight?'' he de-
"She certainly is" assured Billy.
searching Carlisle's face to make sure
he was entirely harmless. But what's
that to you?" he added.
Help me to bind up this hand, will
you?" asked Carlisle, ignoring the ques-
ton.
'sWen, I'll be hanged-what's the mat
ter with you, anyway" said Billy.
"A dog bit me-" Informed Carlisle,
as the task was completed and they
started for the drawing room.
Mrs. Scott-Burden gave delightful
dinners. and this one was no ex-
ception. Carlisle Anderson was seated
beside the "peachy Standing girl"
Billy Brewster leaned over toward his
hostess.
''Did you ever hear that Carlisle
Anderson had tightly spells?" he
asked with some concern.
'AlI men do at times" answered
Mrs. Scott-Burden. "At present he
seems to be soaring with Lucy Stand
ing. But why do you ask ?"
q thing tonight
about that perfectly good left hand |
of his" Then directing his CONVEX
sation to Carlisle, he sung out: "How's i
your hand, old MANI"
Better, thanks, better" Carlisle |
answered shortly, and turned i'm
mediately to Miss Standing.
DO you believe in this new thought
fad, Miss Standing 2" asked Carlisle:
into a lot of things and out of lot
more"
"Don't be silly, Mr. Anderson" be-
gan Lucy in soothing. tones, You
dog only scratched you"
hyd ophobia-it an entirely diff
ferent kind of disease"
..IncurabIe ?'' inquired Lucy.
cant say, never having had 1t be-
fore said Carlisle, as he laughed.
"Is it catching?" persisted Lucy
Cant say as to that either, but I
hope So" announced Carlisle.
Lucy laughed, and the other guests
wanted to know what the joke was.
eve were just discussing the new
thought movement" interrupted Car
Isle, in fear of Lucy telling the truth.
Later in the evening Carlisle and
Lucy found themselves alone in cosy
nook in the library.
do you feel better?' asked Lucy.
as she poked her tiny feet close to the
burning Goals.
"l&Ope-getting worse every min
utes" announced Carlisle cheerfuily- as 1