New Britain herald., 1915-10-08
"A Good Nurse Always Enfolces
 Strict Obedience"
Are you awake, Madge?

Are you awake, Madge?
 Dichy's voice, almost a whisper, reused me from the delicious half sleeping, half-waking rest which fol- lowed my terrific headache. I turned my head toward the doorway of my room where he stood hesitating with a look of such tender solicitude in his eyes as made me forget all the prob lems of our short welded life.
 'fNot only awake, but much better, thanks to your nursing" answered. rose from my pillows, but Dicky came forward swiftly, and putting tender hands on my shoulders gently laid me back again.
 "A good nurse always enforces inn plicit obedience from a patient" he said gayly, land I haven't discharged you yet"
 "But Dicky," I protested, 'I told you had when these headaches final iy leave me I am perfectly we'll again."
 "You are not perfectly we'll until you have eaten 8 square meal Dickys tone was strictly professional. Are you hungry?'' -.,
 Hungry! When one of these head aches finally does leave me, I am perfectly ravenous. That's one reason why want to get up, so can get something to eat''
 t'Madam!" Dickys manner was as ponderous as that of a judge, when I married you I promised to cherish you in sickness and in health and l am now going to do as nice a little job of cherishing as any you ever witnessed. That is," he added, "pro e,tno a promised to. do, only the ministers nowadays don't dare to put 1t in the service"
 A Bedside Picnic.
 He swept the things from the table at the side of my bed so recklessly that wondered half of them did not drop or break. Then he vanished into the other room, bringing back an immense tray laden with covered dishes which he deposited with a ludicrous air of pride.
 ''1 guess this is not bad" he an nounced grandly and vanished again. This time his entrance was preceded by the odor which Is the most grate- ful to my nostrils of any in the world, the fragrant aroma of hot coffee.
 But when he entered, with the stand upon which I keep the coffee machine in. one hand. and in the other the apparatus itself tilted most alarm ingly, I had to protest .f@.>
 ''Dicky, Dicky. you'll drop that! Do be careful!'' s.a .
 But Dicky promptly squelched me-.
 "Now, Miss Schoolma-am, don't be so fussy,'' he admonished. ''I pre- pared this coffee with my own fair
 
 hands. You can be certain sure I'm not going to spoil the party by spilling any of it.'' He put a napkin over his arm in the most approved waiter fashion and bowed low,
 twill madam be served?'' Madam must bathe her face and hands first" I replied. Do let me get up, Dicixy, and I will be glad i enough to come back to bed and eat. 1 That always had been my idea of the 1 lap of luxury, breakfast in bed" l 'tAll right" assented Dicky. "but hurry up, or all the things will be ] cold''
 "Nellie Taught Me How.' l I slipped out of bed and into my 1 negligee and Japanese sandals, twisted up my hair and hid it's disorder under one of my breakfast caps, which I took from a drawer in my chiffoneer l I noticed Dick looking mjschievously ! at the drawer, so was not much sur prised at his appearance when I came back from the bathroom with my face i glowing from dashing cold water l against it, my invariable morning 1 practice. With my prettiest boudoir l cap perched rakishly over one ear