The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1901-08-01
Friends Ever.
NJ II. q KELLER.

THEY had been friends from boy.
l hood, and possessed the same
tastes and inclinations concerning
both play and study. When the col.
legs days dawned upon the horizon
the same old spirit Of friendliness
manifested itself; they chose the
same profession. medicine, and were
greater friends than ever in the close
rivalry Of ambition.
In college they were known ss "The
Twins" though they were wholly dis.
similar as to appearance, stature or
complexion. Henry Morse was short,
stoutly built, with blue eyes, crisp
ly curling, light hair, and o mouth
as sweet and tender as woman's.
John Nndlay was tall and slender
with dark hair and eyes-the latter
deep set and searching-and a mouth
about whose corners the lines Of q
f1ednsss Of purpose even thus early
were drawn.
The college days are over, and we
find them both attached TO St. Marks
hospital, working side by side; ready
for the ambulance call. 70 rattle away
over the pavements Of the city to
administer aid to the unfortunate
bruised and broken; or we hnd them
together BY the side of the dying,
quick 70 smooth tho pillow or receive
the Autterins pressure Of the en-
fsebled fingers Of the "passee oa-"
This fair Canadian nurse who 70.
Gently came 70 st. Marks seems Q
self.possessed sort Of q person." said
Henry Morse, locking arms with his
friend ~ the pair passed down the
gravel walk leading to the hosyltal
steps. But John Findlay was not In
. communicative mood, and he did
not Immediately respond. he had q
habit Of pushing one end OF his thin,
inky mustache into the corner Of his
mouth with his finger. He Is doing
II now; and Il always gave tho other
q chill 70 see him do It, for Henry
hsliked habits Of the sort.
All hospital grounds, flowers, walks
and embellishments in the way Of
Landscape gardening look stin. They
mean to be slleviating to the Ill ones,
charming to the eye; but they never
are, for they bear too closely the
marks Of precision, soldierly care:
sad instead Of appearing natural.
they seem surrounded with too much
red tape. Every flower. treo or shrub
growing upon hospital grounds has
the sign Of the red tape drawn about
them. Even the fountain that tinkles
In the mellow, hushed air of the place
plays the rhythm Of rotation upon
the eardrums Of the AFFLICTED behind
those stone walls.
After the pair reached the thor.
oughfaye leading 70 their quarters,
situated but a short distance away,
Findlay finally found his tongue, and
asked:
"Whose name did you mention1"
swell, You must be pretty deeply In
IL, old nan. I did not mention any.
ones nsu,e," said Morse, Withdrawing
his arm.
"But you were speaking Of some
one ~ we passed through the
grounds"
Then It has Just struck your I was
simply saying that the fair Canadian
nurse seemed to be a self possessed
sort Of person. That's ALL"
"By the way, she is not fair; and
how Is she different from the rest,
Henry?"
II mean by fair she is--oh, we'll.
charming, pleasing and pretty. She
seems to know how 70 do things with.
out asking. She is ready without urg-
ing. She has good nerve, too. Why.
she did mp the smashed leg OF that
poor fellow who was brought in day
before yesterday, before came, in a
manner to equal anything Of the sort
ever saw"
"Humph! that's what she is at 81.
Marks for-to learn how to do
things. As for beauty md all that
sort Of thing, L"
well, what, John?" asked the
other, as the tall. slender fellow lift
ed his hand to apply the latch key.
The other hand was busy With the
mustache, pushing one end Of It out
of sight. Henry Morse gave little
shiver Of dislike, and Nndlay said. as
he pushed open the door:
"She may not be charming at all
without her hospital garb. Come, let
us go in; drop nurses and such trash"
He led the way up the wide stairs,
and the two were soon settled for the
night in their suite of rooms.