The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1906-12-21
HOW HOPE =
X WAS BORN


TT HE night was wild one. Such a
night and such weather as only
IL New England can infict on suffer-
ing humanity. The dispensary was
in darkness, save a light which cleaned
from the windows Of the resident physi-
clans room.
Or. Brown, the resident physician, had
made bad day of 1t, tramping through
the snow, making his regular calls on the
sick poor of his district. Now he found
small comfort in his pipe as he sat by his
little stove in the dspensary SOON.
Just now the young doctor suffered
from an attack of the blues. He had
worked hard, this last year, for his de-
gree, and after graduation had been ehos-
en- from among 20 applicants for the post
of resident at the dispensary. The posi-
ton paid In experience and gave a wide
field for work among the poor of the dis
trict, both at their homes and at the dis
pensary. The salary was chiefly salary
in name, 800 year and room rent Free
not enough to cover expenses; but 1t was
the experience to be gained that paid.
He had been a young man with expec-
tations and had had matrimonial designs
on a certain dainty young lady, and what
hope was there for a poor dispensary doc
tor? Only that morning the wealthy Mr..
Peabody, her pompous papa, had passed
DR.. Brown on the street and had return
ed his polite good morning with a cold
look, which seemed to say: II do not
wish to know you, SIR" And that, too.
when but a few years before the student
Brown, with great expectations, had been
a welcome guest at the Peabody mansion.
Society had gossiped that Dolly Pea
body and Harvey Brown would make q
match.
He had written once since that to Miss.
Dorothy and his letter had been returned
to him unopened. The Peabodys had gone
abroad and he had heard no more Of them
until to-day, when Mr.. Peabody had given
him the cut direct.
DIR. Brown had worked hard all day,
had had a case at a slum tenement house
that afternoon and had missed his supper
at the boarding house. As he brooded
over these things small wonder that the
blue devils" tormented him.
| Devil of a night out" unused the doc
tor. christmas eve, too! Hope won't
have a call out tonight. What an old
duffer that Peabody Is, anyway. Won
der IL Dol--Miss Peabody would cut me
like that? Hang 1t all man don't
feel good to be frosen out like that just
| because he has lost his expectations.
! thought l knew Dolly-dash 1t, do know
her She wouldn't throw a fellow over
like that. But why-hang 1t all, but
do feel empty; pity that boarding house
couldn't keep open Of night once In
| awhile, and I'm broke, too. Well, there's
no hope for me with her pater, that's
! surer'
| The electric bell over his head rang
violently and DIR. Brown, stepping to the
speaking tube, shouted: well, what's
wantedT
"Say, be youse de doctor? Deys a swell
bloke up de street wots all smashed up.
Dey wants de doctor to get a wiggle on,
! seeT'
| A few minutes later Or. Brown was
stumbling through the storm In the wake
OF the small gamin who had summoned
him. At the corner two men were holding
frightened horse, to which was hanging
the remains of broken harness. A little
further on was an overturned cab, sur
rounded by 4. number of residents who had
turned out in spite Of the storm. They
had Just pulled from under the wheels an
elderly gentleman, whose dress had stamp
ed him as swell" with the gamin.
| DR.. Brown was all professional In an
instant, and superintended the carrying
| Of the injured man to the dispensary,
where he was placed on the doctors own
cot. DR.. Brown did not need to be told
that this victim of a runaway cab was
| the same Mr.. Peabody who had cut him
On the street the morning Of that same
day.
| In the doctors room patient and ply
stefan had passed the night in silence, the
doctor doing all In his power to soothe
his patient, his personal feelings buried
deeply under professional zeal.
| In the morning Mr.. Peabody had made
an attempt at conversation, but the doc
tor would not permit It.
4 The bell was ringing again and DIR.
Brown hurried to open the door to Miss
Peabody and her fathers valet.
"You, Harvey, your Then, brushing
like a rose: Harvey, take me to papa"
In another moment she was at her faith
er's side.
But DIR. Brown was happy. She had
said Harvey Her eyes-well, only
DR.. Brown knew what her eyes said.
As the patient was assisted to his car
rage he said: "Dr. Brown, this Is your
case; shall expect you to finish 1t, sir.
Please call this eVer&1g."- Rocky Noun :,