Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1890-03-26

Maxwell Is genLeman In every sense
of the word
''Then, Dan, if you could have heard
that fellow laughter moment he
could not speak; and I was just leaving
the room when he managed to gasp
out: Mr.. Keith, you have been the vic
tim of practical joke. 1t is decided
case of mistaken identity, am sure;
for this Tom Maxwell is drunken,
well-known bruiser of the West side.
This is the second time he has come
here suffering from injuries received in
some street brawl.'
ut was my turn now to beg the young
doctors pardon, and we shook hands
heartily in honor of the explanation. 1t
was one of Streeter's jokes, and I was
an April FOOL and a mad one, can
tell you. Streeter's story was true, how
ever, SIS far as names went; for when
the fellow was picked up, not far from
the hospital, he was yelling Justify for
Phil, Phil a tough who had knocked
him down and had since been sent up
for six months. l found the young doc
tor very clever and entertaining, and
when he proposed should take my first
tour of hospital inspection consented.
IF you have never been to St. Luke's,
or any other hospital, just 20, and you
will agree with me that they are models
of neatness and efficiency, as far as one
could Judge, in every department. I
saw the whole business; went into the
operating-room, examined the surgical
instruments and every thing of interest.
In the mems ward had the pleasure OF
seeing my friend, Tom Maxwell, a
rough, read-headed. coarse-featured fell
low as ever you saw. The doctor stopped
by his cot wished him good afternoon,
and asked how he felt.
"'Oh, we'll enough, dochter, I'll be
about agin soon, and won't punch Phil
for this thing! You're sure he's sent
up? he asked, with vicious twinkle
of his little eyes. We laughed and
passed on; had seen enough of the man
had been anxious to call upon.
GAS we came out into the chapel gal
lery we could look across and see the
children playing in their ward. Come,
Mr.. Keith, you might as well see the
little things. Their ward is the best
of ALL The doctor was an enthusiast
| over children, and we were soon among
them. It was pitiful sight to see
! some of the little sufferers; others were
playing about, and for all the doctor
had some pleasant word.
I'm little side room was poor child,
perched in high chair, and suffering
from some skin disease. A nurse was
with him, and turned away without a
second look, but the doctor stopped to
speak to them both. heard him say:
is Miss Lent still indisposed? l fear,
Miss Gordon, you are overtaxinR your
strength
oh no, doctor, not bit; you know
am strong was the reply.
! "There was something very familiar
in those sweet tones, and l turned to
see my lost Mary Gordon in a nurses
dress-a ministering angel to that re-
pulsive little object To the doctors
amazement we were grasping hands,
and questions and answers followed in
quick succession. She was graduated
trained nurse when met her, and, by
some strange and unusual good fortune,
she had obtained a position at St. Luke'a
in the place of one Of the sisterhood,
who was i'll.
II suppose you sac tho drift OF affairs
| after that, Dan. I blessed Streeter for
making an April Fool of me, and I set
Maxwell up in business after he recov.
cred from his injuries, for he was the
original cause of my good fortune.
dined tho young doctor, endowed q
bed in the hospital, mended my ways
in every respect, and ended all by gain
ing Mary Gordon's consent to give up
trained nursing as profession, and to
marry me on the next First of April.
There is love-story in . nutshell.
What do you think of it?''
mot bad one at ALL" answered Dan.
II think I'll call on Miss Carrinqton
and give her this little piece Of red fian-
nell"
He laughed as he rose, and Phil said:
II wish you good luck!" and then, az
Dan walked away, he settled himself to
dream little of his sweet wife and baby
daughter, who were far away on that
First of April.-Mary Scott Boyd, in
J Demorest's Monthly.