Evening star., 1940-12-25

looked up, a brightness that Gale
had seen in the eyes of women in
her condition before. 1t was a
brightness that came Of strength,
and it was a strength that no medl-
cal man could analyze because it
sprang from something that wasn't
physical. 1t was strength born OF
faith and of love.
DIR. Barclay Is Moody.
After the girl left, DR.. Barclay
sat at his desk in moody thought
fulness for some time. There were
two other patients waiting to see
him in the small anteroom, but for
some reason he couldn't quite get
his mind off this Mrs. Smith. He
even doubted that that was really
her name; he had many doubts con-
cerning her.
He thought vaguely of the type
of practice he was sliding into.
Here he'd opened this Office some
six months ago, west of the drive
on Chicago avenue, because OF its
proximity to the Gold Coast. The
rent in the particular building he
was in was low because the ma
iority of doctors in the district were
not high-fee specialists, and found
most of their patients among the
poorer people in the neighborhood
stretching west and into the manu-
featuring district there. His plan
had been to keep down the over
head and at the same time be near
enough to the wealthy section to
get their work.
And now. since he and vi couldn't
afford to do any entertaining and
had to move into an unimpressive
apartment nearby the office, they
found themselves effectively cut off
from the contacts that he had
counted on to establish rich prac-
tice. vi felt the sudden GOODNESS
on the part of most of her old
friends: the GOODNESS had begun to
jell within a few days of the an
nouncement in the papers of her
fathers insolvency at the time OF
his death.
They saw Doug Clayton frequent
". of courSee. because he was han
ding the estate He brought Brenda
Carlisle with him occasionally when
he called in the evening, but the
two were the only regular remain
ing members of their old crowd.
The others, even Wis own wedding
attendants and Gales uSherS, were
much too busy following the course
of their old activities-theater par
ties, night-clubbing week ends at
country estates, and so forth-to
find time to stop in at the small
kitchenette on the near North Side.
Plenty of Work.
The failure of the rich practice
to materliaze, however, had not
prevented the rapid development of
another kind of practice, one among
the poor people of the neighbor-
hood. For several weeks there'd
hardly been day when one or
more patients hadn't been in the
anteroom while he was attending
another in his Office. There was
plenty of work; factory cases in
volving bad burns, ragged cuts and
bruises; children with miserable,
hacking coughs that would never
clear up unless they began to get
better food, and get it more regu-
larly; women whose INDECENT
drunken husbands made it neces-
sary for them to work long hours
and go without food and decent
clothing so that their children could
live, and who came to him with
swollen eyes and drawn faces and
complained of pains in the chest
Trying to arrange for their admis-
sion to sanitariums took much OF
his time and brought him nothing
in return.
And now this young Mrs. Smith
Gale was certain she came from a
good family and had been used al
one time to wealth and luxury. She
had the look about her, in her face