The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1912-10-30
IAE EVENING STORY
Glen and the Specialist.
(By Dorothy Douglas. }

! 10 the young specialist lying
! among the balsam needles on the op-
posite ridge of the mountains there
! was something weird and mournful
| in the tones. Yet while he listened
the voice reached out and seemed to
I echo among the very clouds; there
was a wildness and freedom about it
that sent little waves of elation up
and down the young doctors spine.
| Il will walk on that side of the
| ridge tomorrow, he told himself.
So early did DR.. James arise on the
/ following morning that he all but saw
| the night escaping to make way for
| glorious dawn. He told himself that
! he had arisen at o'clock merely that
/ he might witness the sun as it came
| into view above the ragged peaks of
| the mountains. But because DR.. James
was a brain specialist he knew that
/ his brain was only carrying out the
1 dictates of his heart.
/ 1t took him all of an hour to de-
| scend his side of the mountain and
rise again to the summit of the other.
! He had not expected to see the girl
| whose voice had dragged him across
| the valley at SO early an hour, but he
had desired to view the citadel, as it
were.
When he came across her suddenly
his heart gave a great bound and he
drew back, fearful of disturbing her.
She was lying flat on her back and
her two little clenched fists were
beating her chest as if in a fury of
Z y
masses of blue-black about her
shoulders and her lips were crimson
like the stain from crushed berries.
Suddenly and without warning she
and dainty. Had bird awakened to
the dawn?
DIR. James listened; and while the
| sweetness of it all nestled deep in
whispered to him that this girls ac-
lions were not those of a mentally
balanced person.
Lying alone on the mountain top
at o'clock in the morning and seek
ing to rival the birds with her song"
unused the young specialist, ARE
strange symptoms Of"
His musings were cut short by the
sudden witchery in the girls voice
1t seemed to be wooing the fleecy
clouds and the great fir trees. At
ter that it went careening down.
over the crags and into the valley.
DR.. James caught a swift breath.
He was lost in wonderment of the
range and emotions in a human voice.
And she perhaps is not even
aware that she sings He sighed in
wardly and decided to study the pc
culiar case. AT least, she is happy"
he declared as the voice followed him
back to the hotel like the gurgIirg of
a laughing stream.
The next morning he set his alarm
clock Even his we'll trained eyes
might not awaken at so early an
hour.
Even so, when he arrived on the
opposite range, the girl was already
there.
But, hushl She is asleep,' he
whispered mentally and gazed long
and admiringly at Glen. Glen Deene
was her name.
"You are certainly the Beauty
commented DR.. James. but am
not the Beast-otherwise [ assuredly |
would eat you up-every morsel of
you"
When he could finally drag his eyes
scanned the surrounding landscape. |
There was no camp within his vision. |
Where, then, has she come from ?"
He looked again at the girl and for
the first time realized that she had |
perhaLs slept out during the night.
While that fact was sitting into his
brain the girl opened her eyes. They |
were as blue as the lake in the valley
below and the heart of the young doc
tor ouaked.
A delicate pink crept up and stained
the girls cheeks 4 hand went up as
mass of blue-black hair.
"Don't-dont be alarmed" hastily
interposed DR.. James IT was just
passing"
but I am not in the least alarmed"
N erely startled-or rather, surprised. =
She gracefully threw off the heavy
rugs that had covered her and stood
up.
Glen Deene was as straight as a
young Indian and as 1.-THE.
DR.. James fell to wondering if she
perhaps had bow and arrow with
which to pierce his heart.
''She doesn't require the arrow" he
sighed. and waited for her to speak.
He might read symptoms in her con-
versation. Certainly the girls eyes
wore no hint of brain malady.
do you. too. love to watch the
dawn fleeing from the arms of night?"
The girls lifting voice smote the doc
tor with its question.
His eyes narrowed.
why, ves-I do The specialist I
smoke in the tone of one humoring a
child
ct have not lost my mind" she said
next. as if divining his thought "Real-
"" she laughed. "And If you do not
think it too improper I will make you
a cup Of tea and give YOU one Of my .
come all the wav from the hotel yon- |
der" she pointed q slim finger. ''and
are no doubt famished.'' I
81 am said the doctor. and won q
dered why he spoke so joyously. c
After that he watched while the girl
took her tea kettle from a hamper. i
MAY 7 build the FIRE ~ he asked, {
as # in apology for having Y
doubted her sanity. without waiting
for her consent, he made a small fire. i
and a moment later Glen hung her
kettle over it.
After we have had our breakfast
You must 60" the girl informed DR.. b
James. because this is my domainl"
She laughed happily and continued t
without having permitted him to
speak. 81 am going into opera this h
coming winter and must practice. It n
8 simply lovely to sing up here at the
.op of the world. and I try to do all v
hat the birds do" O
but why do you beat your chest.
Ind why is your voice wistful, and Ii
where do you live2" DR.. James bit n