"THOU ART THE MAN."

Evening Star, Issue 9324, 23 December 1893, Page 1 (Supplement)

"THOU ART THE MAN."

Walter Besant gives us a pretty bit of romance in his own peculiar fashion in ' The Voice of the Flying Day.' The physician was young, he said; so was the patient. The case -was strange; none of the symptoms corresponded with any known disease. The physician came every day, and the more he came the worse grew the patient. Presently the physician began to suspect that the trouble was mental—of the heart, perhaps—and at last he charged the patient with the thing. "I believe," he said, "that there is nothing in the world the matter with you, but that you are in love," and with blushes and tears the patient pleaded guilty to the charge. " And does the man know?" V.Alas 1" she replied, "he does not even suspect." \" Can you tell him ?" "Never." And then the physician pleaded with the patient that she should tell him who it was, that a physician is a father confessor, and that it-might relieve her to confess all to him. "Since you have asked me," she said with confusion, " come to-morrow; then if I can, I will teH you." And when the morrow came the patient put into his hand a little slip of paper on which was wiitien only "H. Sam., xii., 7." And for fear that you will not know who* your Bible is, to look it up, J will tell you the wards of the text are: "And Nathan Raid to David, thou art the man."