The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1916-12-14

his little operation. Eds lapses froia
| surgical cleanliness were a sore trial
to the younger man. fresh from the
| clinics or Europe. In his downtown Of
flee, to which he would presently make
his leisurely progress, he wore white
coat, and sterilized things Of which
Doctor Ed did not even know the
names.
Max paused at the Office door.
AT 1T already" he said. "Or have
you been to bed?'
"It's after nine," protested Ed mild
ly. "If don't start early, I never get
through"
Max yawneI.
Better come with me-" he said. "If
things go on as they've been doing, I'll
have to have IN assistant. I'd rather
lave you than anybody, of course"
lie put his 1.-the surgeons hand on his
| lrother's shoulder. "Where would
he If 1t hadn't been for YOU? All the
fellows know what you've done"
! In spite Of himself Ed WINGED. It
was one thing to work hard that there
might be one success instead of two
half successes. 1t was II different thing
to advertise ones inferiority to the
world. Ills sphere of the Street and
the neighborhood was his own. TO
give 1t all up and become his younger
| brothers. assistnnt--even If it meant.
as 1t would, better hours and more
money-would be to submerge his
identity. He could not bring himself
to do it.
| II guess I'll stay where 1 am" he
snid. 'They know me around here,
and I know them. BY the way, will
you leave this envelope ut Mrs. Nc
KEGS? Maggie Roscnfeld is ironing
there today. It's for her"
Max took the envelope absently.
You'll go on here to the end of your
days, working for Il pittance," he OBJ
lected. Inside of ten years therein
be no general practitioners; then
where will you be?"
"Pll manage somehow" said the
brother placidly. II guess there will
always be few that can pny my prices
better than what you specialists ask"
| Max laughed with genuine amuse-
ment.
II dare say If this is the way you
let them pay your prices"
He held out the envelope, and the
older man colored.
Very proud Of Doctor Max was his
brother, unselflshly proud of his skill,
of his handsome person, Of his easy
good manners; very humble, too, Of his
own knowledge and experience. If he
ever suspected any lack of finer fiber
in Max, he put the thought away,
Probably he was too rigid himself
Max was young, q hard worker. He
lad right to play hard
lie prepared his black bag for the
days calls-stethoscope, thermometer
eye-cup, bandages, case Of small walls
n lump of absorbent cotton in not
cYerfresh towel; in the bottom, a het-
crogeneous collection Of instruments, a
roll of adhesive plaster, bottle or
two of sugar-of-milk tablets for the
children, dog collar that had be-
longed to dead collie, and had got
in the bag in some curious fashion and
there remained.
He prepared the bag little nerv-
Ously, while Max ate. He felt that
| modern methods and the best usage
might not have approved of the bag.
| On his way out he paused at the din
ing-room door.
"Are you going to the hospital?"
Operating ut four-wiSh you could
come in"
I'm afraid not, Max. I've promised
Sidney Page to speak about her to
YOU. She wants to enter the training
school"
"T"o young" said Max briefly.
why, she can't be oyer sixteen"
SHE'S eighteen"
"Well, even eighteen. Do YOU thinl,
any girl OF that age is responsible
enough to have life and death put III
her hands? Besides, although | haven't
noticed her lately, she used to be a
pretty little thing. There is no use
filling up the wards with lot of
ornaments; 1t keeps the internes all
Stewed up"
"Since when," asked Doctor Ed mild
~, have YOU found good looks in II
girl handicap?"
In the end they compromised Max
would see Sidney at his oilice. Ii
would be better than having her run
across the Strcct-wouId put things
on the right footing. For, if he dill
have her admitted. she would have to
learn ut once that he was no longer
doctor Max" that, as n matter CT
TACT, he was now staff and entitled
TO much dignity to speech without con-
tradlction or argument to clean tow
els, and defercntinl interne at his
elbow.
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