The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1902-01-08

Il DON'T THINK IT Is VERY MUCH"
two doctors quickly organized their
staff, the ships officers for clinical
clerks some of the ladies for nurses.
And the men, the simple soldiers sat
about in their tents with pale faces, ex-
pecting.
Of those who worked there was one
nurse-who never seemed weary,
never wanted rest, never asked for re-
lief She would work day and night in
the hospital if she went out it was to
cheer up the men outside The doctor
was conscious of her work and of her
presence, but he never spoke to her.
When he came to the hospital another
nurse received him; if he passed her she
seemed always to turn away. At a less
troubled time he would have observed
this At times he felt again that odd
sensation of recovered past, but he
regarded it not-he had other things to
consider.
There is no time more terrible for the
courage of the stoutest man than time
of cholera on board ship or IN a little
place whence there is no escape; no time
worse for physician than one when
his science is Knocked and his skill
avails nothing. Day after day the doc
tor fought from morning till night and
far on to the morning again; day after
day the new graves were dug; day after
day the chaplain read over the new
graves the services of the dead for the
gallant lads who thus died, inglorious,
for their country.
Then came time, at last, when the
conqueror seemed tired of conquest
| He ceased to strike. The fury of the
disease spent itself; the cases happened
singly, one or two day, instead of ten or
twenty; the sick began to recover; they
began to look about them. The single
cases ceased; the pestilence was stayed;
and they sat down to count the cost.
There had been on board the transport
three hundred and seventy-fve" men,
thrity-two officers, half dozen ladies,
a few children and the ships crew.
Twelve officers, two of the ladies and
hundred men had persisted, when the
plague abated.
"One of your nurses is i'll, doctor"
Not cholera, do hope"
mo. | believe kind of collapse.
She is at the bungalow. 1 told them
would send you over"
II will go at once" He left few di-
rections and walked over to the house.
1t was. He found the nurse who had
been of all the most useful and the
most active. She was now lying hot
and feverish, her mind wandering, in
clined to ramble in her talk. He laid
his hand upon her temples. He felt her
pulse. He looked upon her face. The
odd feeling of something familiar
struck him again. 81 don't think it is
very much" he said. ga little fever.
She may have been in the sun. She
has been working too hard. Her
strength has given way" He still held
her wrist.
Claude" murmured the sick girl
''you are very cruel. l didn't know
and girl cannot always have her OWL
way"
Then he recognized her. $1,000
heavensp' he cried. st is Florence"
"Not always have her own way
she repeated. eff could have my owl
way 90 you LnlnR L would
Florence" he said again. ''And
did not even recognize her. Stranger
Another of the ladies, the colonies
wife, was standing beside him.
"You know her. doctor?"
81 knew her long time ago-som'
years ago-before she married"
Married? Florence isn't married
You must be thinking of some one else.
'No. This is Florence Vernon, is i
not? Yes-then she was engaged t.
marry certain Sir William Duport."
"Oh! 1 believe there was some tall
about an old man who wanted to MARI.
her, but she wouldn't have him. 1t wa
just before her mother died. Did yo1
know her motherP'
81 knew her mother when they wer
living at Eastbourne. So she refuses
the old man, did she? and has remaine'
unmarried? Curious! had almost for
gotten her. The sight of her brings bacl
the old days. Well, after she has pulle'
so gallantly through the cholera W
cannot have her beaten by little fever
} Refused the old man, did she?'
In the dead of night he sat watching
by the bedside, the coloneps wife wit
him.