The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1916-04-08


she was an Italian peanut vendor,
ueliciously true to life. Oh, that girl
is an artist,
The moment She left the stage, |
got up and made for the door. In
the hallway Miss Nolan, the mistress
of nurses, overlook me. Miss Nolan IL
all angles and antiseptics and starch
and imperialism. How dare ! leave so
sootl-l simply must stay for supper.
! fear Miss Nolan considered me rude.
II have no intention OF leaving |
said. But | want information. Who
is that girl, and what on earth does
she want to take up nursing for?'
Miss Nolan's black eyes, behind her
bullying glasses, piercing my immortal
soul. But didn't vince; | had moth
ing to vince for, / merely wanted
to know.
Miss Carmichael is a girl we are
all very proud of, DR.. Farraday. She
is jast bubbling over with talent. And
she will make a splendid nurse
Eyes, yes; l know But why? That
girl Is an exceptional girl can see
that at glance. She would be a
leader in any profession; her artistic
endowment amounts to genius posi-
lively genius. Why the mischief does
she waste her time in a sanitariam?
She's too good for nursing"
That shocked Miss Nolan, CT course.
As though anybody could be too good
for nursing! The mistress pulled her
mouth into thin, straight line and
glared at me politely; that is Miss
Nolan's way.
Il am glad, Dr. Farraday, that you
are 50 interested in Miss Carmichael.
She is much engrossed in her profess
sion In fact-andt think | may tell
you this without any breach of con-
fdence-she intends to make It her
lifeworl1.'
"Oh, bosh! That's what they all
say. The rank and file of our gradu-
ate nurses is made up of mob of mo-
bile nlaidens meditating matrimony.
They live On twenty-five dollars a
week, pretending they like the work,
until they get hold of all ailing mil
lionaire in a sentimental mood. But
Miss Carmichael strikes me as-Well,
as not that kind of a girl"
Miss Carmichael IL not that kind
| of girl | should have been more
| explicit She intends to enter the
Sisters Of Charity, and in that way
make nursing her lifework. And
| presume Miss Nolan continued acid
ly, with that fact i'll mind, you need
have no fear for your millionaire in
| a sensational mood.
The irony was lost on me for the
time. A Sister of Charity! What the
| deuce!
Look here" l said brusquely, grip
ping Miss Nolan's arm. Il want to
| get this thing right. DO you mean
| to tell me that that girl, that gent
| inc artist, that-that-oh, hang it,
that everything that's wonderfu1-is
going to shut herself up is a nun.
nery?'
Il should hardly put it i'll just those
words replied Miss Nolan, frigidly,
but YOU appear 10 nave 2faSpeu INC
essential idea
"Why, the girl must be crazy
She is quite sane, | assure you, Dr..
Farraday. But some of her friends
are convinced that she is injudicious.'
She's old enough to have more
| sense" | declared hOtly.
she's TWENTY-FIVE; cast her first
vote last year-and, so far as | am
aware, did not vote the Prohibition
| ticket straight"
With that parting shot, Miss Nolan
glided away; and for something like
| twenty minutes | paced the corridor
| and wondered 4 Sister of Charity.
| know something of Sisters hospi-
| tails, in a general way Last fall the
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