AFTERNOON ADVENTURES AT MY CLUB


1.--The Anecdotes of Dr. So and So

That is not really his name. I merely call him that from
his manner of talking.

His specialty is telling me short anecdotes of his
professional life from day to day.

They are told with wonderful dash and power, except for
one slight omission, which is, that you never know what
the doctor is talking about. Beyond this, his little
stories are of unsurpassed interest--but let me illustrate.

. . . . . . .

He came into the semi-silence room of the club the other
day and sat down beside me.

"Have something or other?" he said.

"No, thanks," I answered.

"Smoke anything?" he asked.

"No, thanks."

The doctor turned to me. He evidently wanted to talk.