The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1901-06-11
BY JOHN FORBES.


ped on her breast, and she slept soundly
for five minutes, waking when the milk
was hot as easily as though she were
some sort of machine adjusted to rest
just so long.
so there were two of you," he said as
she came toward him with the milk.
She sat down on the stool by the bed
side, holding the drinking tube to his
mouth. This action brought her quite
close, and be noted, as he drank. the soft
sheen of her hair, the delicate curve of
her cheek, the long lashes shielding her
eyes, the firm, sweet mouth, and the
strong white hands that were ministering
to his needs.
"You are Nurse Dimple," he said as he
finished. Il don't remember the other
one"
She showed two dimples as she answer
ed. Eyes, that is what you have called
me ever since came. My name is Wade,
Emily Wade"
Il like my name best" he answered.
every well. but now you are to go to
Sleep"
But the patient was not so easily dis
posed of.
Nurse Dimple," he began as she turn
ed away, do patients ever remember
what they said and did when they were
delirious 2"
81 don't know" she answered. eff
they do. they never spoke to me of it.
hope they do not, for most of them would
feel ashamed of themselves if they did"
''You meant that for me, and you know
| remember that | insisted on your call
ing me Harold or wouldn't take my
medicine or my nourishment. And you
did it too" And he laughed weakly at
the remembrance.
Il shall call you something worse than
your Christian name if you talk any
more. Go to sleep And she passed her
hands over his forehead until drowsiness
overcame him.
The next two weeks were very hazy to
the young man and consisted of long maps
with occasional irritating calls to drink
cruel or milk.
At last came a morning when the fog
cleared from his brain. and he woke re-
freshed Before him stood the nurse in a
fresh blue and white dress, and snowy
cap above Der soft brown hair.
"a whole egg this time, Mr.. Western,
and you look as though you could take
it."
He took bis egg and asked meekly if he
might be allowed to talk and was granted
ten minutes. After he had learned the
day of the week and month, he asked
suddenly:
Did that night nurse ever come back,
or have you taken care of me alone all
this timer"
IL cA1
Your sister, Mrs. Albright, sits with
you every other afternoon, and Miss Vic
let Grant takes the alternate day She
sits in the dressing room and rings the
bell if you stir. She is too shy to run the
risk of your waking and finding her here
She has brought bunch of these violets
every morning early and inquired for
you"
"She is little wood violet herself" he
exclaimed CALAMITY. But you. Nurse
Dimple. are very rose for freshness
this morning. prefer roses"
Spare your compliments. Mr.. Western.
You are getting too well to be allowed to
talk nonsense
Eyes. am better. thanks to your care"
he said soberly. But if | am not to be
allowed to say what | think and feel to-
ward yon, shall wish myself back into
the days of weakness and delirium. when
made you do what | wished"
Your ten minutes are up, Mr.. West
ern." Miss Wade said. a little sharply,
and she set about tidying up the room
with unnecessary swiftness.
Harold continued to gain each day,
and seeing that direct lovemaking was
toto f,,I 20 thof
careful advances must be made he turned
to studying her likes and dislikes. talking
over books with her and getting her to
read passages from his or her favorites
Thus a very real and pleasant friendship
sprang up between them
But Miss Wade could not help seeing
that the lad was growing to love her. and
many long hours at night she debated the
question with herself Harold was much
younger than Miss Wade. very handsome
and would anan be- very rich 1t was
temptation to the woman, who knew Just
what the world had to offer her.
She had nursed eight years and knew
that two mere were about as many as the
average nurse could do. Then would
come some offer TO become matron of an
orphan asylum or some similar position,
or else she would be obliged to hunt for
q chance as companion to some nervous
crank or old person. 1t was not tempt
ing future to look forward to, and here
before her was ease if she would take 1t.
The thought of Violet Grant always in
truded just as she had made up her mind
that she would encourage Harold's love
making. 81 am afraid she loves him,
was the thought that closed all solilo-
quies.
Little Violet Grant. with her shy trib-
ute of flowers, her patient waiting in the
little dressing room and her eager ques-
tons about Harold's welfarel 1t brought
Harold.s thoughts to troubled pause
too. whenever he was allowing himself a
day dream about Miss Wade. He and
Violet had been schoolmates. and he ad-
mired her shy, sweet ways and had gwen
her many reasons to think she was dear
to him, though he had never directly pro-
posed to her.
But, oh, DEAR" he would sigh, "she
Is Just as said, violet while my Nurse
Dimple is full blown rose. | wish she
wouldn't bring those COMPOUNDED howers
Miss Violet was in love in her own way
with Miss Wade, too, considering her the
savior of the boy she loved so tenderly;
the IL years between them made the
nurse seem an impossible rival. She
chatted with her quite freely one after
noon, telling her how pleased she was
that Harold would be dressed and on the
yeranda in day or two. 81 owe you SO
much. Miss Wade" she finished. with a
pretty blush and eyes full of tears.
Miss Wade went up to her own room
with hot checks. And you planned to
rob her." she scolded at her reflection IN
the glass. well. that's over, you mer-
cenary wretch" and with the same firm