El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1915-11-06
rs Told by the Wife
The Story of a Doctor S Wife
Peterkin Gets Good Nurse and Connie Ceases To Be
Jealous.
Jealous.

! DaDy's life with heart as well as skill
and training, insisted that she be sent
for. That decision changed the course
of'my whole life. 1t cost me more and
taught me more than 1 had ever before
learned.
Peters fight for little Peterzin was
a gallant one Food and sleep he
seemed TO forget Oxygen tanks for the
( baby's tortured lungs. and lancets for
his throbbing ear. seemed all my nus
band knew. He himself changed the
dressings and pulled out the wicks that
. were absorbing the pus from the cru
ely inflamed mastoid bone.
He never faltered, he never hesitated-
Other doctors were called in consulta-
tiOn-Messeng and Richards-but it
was always Peter who did the delicate
work that saved our baby in the end
A SIeepIess Time.
For four weeks I never slept except
when Peter forced me to take bromides.
For those four weeks 1 was an innef-
fective. sobbing wreck. The sight OF
Z little Dorothy goaded me to fury in
stead Of cOnsoling me Suppose her
brother. the son Peter had so wanted,
were to die2
Suddenly I knew myself for an ex-
citable, foolish woman whose vanity
twas hardly able to bear the final strain
/ Of my husbands battle with the Angel
I Of Death, for the life Of my child
Through il all Lenore was calm and
Z effective. She carried out orders and
/ soothed and quieted Peter and her lit
I tie patient. Her fear OF my husband,
! her dislike even, seemed to have van
ished
She accented him as a superior Off
Ger whose orders must be obeyed and
she obeyed them with a cleverness and
precision and an initiative even. that
had their share in saving my baby's
life.
When 1t was sure at last that little
Peterkin would live and that after a
while he would be no worse for what
he had gone through except for that
soaring wound behind his ear. I COL
lapsed like the coward / was Peter
and LenOre still went on quietly and
efficiently as If nothing had happened.
The Stumbling Block.
Peter, does that pretty Mrs. Kinney
still come here" I asked one day as
my husband sat by the bedside to which
I had been relegated for a week Of
entire rest
mo. she's cured, and by Jove. it's
a relief to me. That woman had no
nerve Shed sob and moan and twist
around half an hour before shed let
me lance her finger, and then faint
and carry on so that I'd have TO waste
two hours on her, when twenty minutes
would have done If she'd been able TO
act like a sane human being. No use
talking, Connie, ] like a woman with
nerve There's that little Lenore Of
yours. She's a wonder Helped me like
a trump with-the boy; never whimpered,
though she must have been worn out
most Of the time, and now she's run
ming this house like clock-work and
taking care Of the babies while you're
down and out. She's pretty as a little
witch, too"
In my relief at the explaining away
Of all my wild Jealousy and fear over
the beautiful Mrs Kinney IL did not
occur TO me to take fright at Peters
calling Lenore pretty as a little
WITCH
Peter I suggested. "if we could
persuade her to stay and take care Of
Peterkin during his convalesence
wouldn't ii be WONDERFUL I know now
my love isn't enOugh-the boy needs
some one who is trained to understand
his needs"
Peters eyes lit up with a flash OF
relief. Great That'u save me a lot
Of worry over the boy. Connie. Wen
ask her TO stay" And so I brought into
my life its most soaring agony.