New Mexico state record. (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1914-19??, 1916-12-15

world. His sphere or the Street and
the neighbOrhood was his Own. To
give It all up and become his younger
brothers assistant-even If 1t meant,
rs 1t would, better hours and more
money-would be to submerge his
identity. He could not bring himself
to do it.
Il guess I'll stay where l am he
said. "They know me around here,
and / know them. BY the way, will
you leave this envelope at Mrs. Nc
KEGS? Maggie ROsenfeld is ironing
there today. It's for her"
Max took the envelope absently.
you'll 60 or here to the end of your
days, working for a pittance," he OBJ
jected. Inside of ten years therell
be no general practitioners; then
whore will you beY"
"T1l manage somehow" said the
brother placidly. 81 guess there will
always be Il few that Il pay my prices
better than what you specialists ask"
Max laughed with genuine amuse-
ment.
81 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, unselfishly proud, of his skill,
nf hiG hnnISntnn nnrSnn nf his pASV
good manners; very humble, too, of his
WI 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, a hard worker. He
had ii right to play hard.
lie prepared his black bag for the
days calls-stethOscope, thermometer,
"yc-cup, bandages, case of small walls,
!: lump of absorbent cotton in a not
overfresh towel in the bottom, a het-
%crogcneous collection of instruments, a
roll of adhesive plaster, a bottle or
two of sugar-of-milk tablets for the
children, a dog collar that had be-
IollS'u " IL utuu Colllt, anu Hdu Sot
in the bag in some curious fashion and
there remained.
He prepared the bag a 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 hOspitalT
cooperating at 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
TOO young" said Max briefly.
why. she can't be over sixteen"
"She's eighteen"
Well, even eighteen. Do you think
any girl of that age is responsible
enough to have life and death put in
hands? Besides, although l haven't
her lately, she used to be a
pretty little thing. There is no use
filling up the wards with a lot of
ornaments; it keeps the internes all
stcWed up"
"Since when," asked Doctor Ed mild
IE, have you found good looks in a
girl Il handicapT
In the end they compromised. Max
would q Sidney at his office. 1t
would be better than having her run
lcrOss the Street-would put things
N the right footing. For, if he did
nave her admitted, she would have to
earn ut once that he was no longer
Doctor Max" that, as Il matter of
act, he was now staff, and entitled
radiction or\argumcnt, to clean tow
is, and a d%efercntial inferno at his
,lbow.
Down the clean steps went Doctor
Wax that morning, IL big man. almost
IS tall as X. lie Moyne, eager of life,
.trong and a bit reckless, not fine, per-
laps, but not evil. He had the same
est of living as Sidney, but with this
Iiiference-the girl stood ready to give
to life: he knew that life would
ONE to him. All-dominating male was
Max, a. he stepped into his car
nd made his way to his office. Here
we're people who believed in him, from
he middle-aged nurse in her prim uni
orm to the row of patients sitting
titly around the walls of the waiting
Dom. Doctor Max drew a long breath.
his was the real thing-work and
zen what he could do, a battle to
lin! No humanitarian was he, but a
ghter-each day he came to his office
nth the same battle lust.
The Office nurse had her back to him.
When she turned, he faced an agree
BILE surprise. Instead of Miss Simp-
on, he faced a young and attractive
irl, family familiar.
1--WE tried to get you by telephone"
he explained. II am from the hos
ital. Miss Simpsons father died this
lorning, and she knew you would
ave to have someone. l was Just
for my vacation, SO they sent
Rather a poor substitute for a va
ltion,' he commented.
She IA a very pretty girl. He had
zen her before IN the hospital, but he
ad never really noticed how attrac-
We she was. Rather stunning she
he thought. The combination of
GLOW hair and dark eyes was unusual.
e remembered, just in time, to ex-
ress regret at Miss Simpsons be-
,avement.
81 am Miss Harrison" explained the
Institute, and held out his long white