The Press., 1916-05-03

t
 room. with the doctor when the tray
 was brought in with your fiufy rufiie stuff, and Hackey said it was the daiIi
 ticst dish he had ever seen, and the doctor said that that was just what he
 needed-sOmething to tempt him and fatten him up--and the cook who fixed that must have had splendid expert
 ence, and I spoke up and said it was
 my best friend, who never knew until
 that morning how to boil water bnI that genius would not
 "Mose, you didn't?'
 "Or words to that effect, and the doc tor said he was going to write an order
 for you to concOct surprises every day
 for IIacky the didn't say 'IIacky). By
 lingo, Carnie. I didn't think it of you. knew you could wriggle off the fine arts, and you've proved you have stuck in you some place the makingS of a | noble nurse. but to think you should | blossom out into a Fannie Merit FaI meri It ain't fair. You ain't Ieavin' n" talents to no one"
 "Shut up!'' She aimed Il pillow ac curately.
 | what he said when the doctor left"
 She meekly reached for the pillow.
 "I'n never throw another one as long as I live" she pleaded. Well, he asked me real confidential ly what my friend the cOok-ha!- twas | like, and I said she had watery eyes and a scar down her left cheek" | "Mosew
 l "AlPs fair in love. And he looked positively staggered. had no idea he | was banking so much on your looks. But he was loyal till death When he started to recover he said:
 Scar or no scar. that girls got a soulr' | Miss Carney fled from the room. | The next morning she was in the kitchen early. It was vigorous time. but the result was culinary triumph The peach velvet was n rosy creation. | the patties baked to . ravishingly ! golden tint. Then 1t was she had the inspiration. On the torn off corner of \ paper bag she inscribed the following:
 Hoping may speed your recovery, but not your departure. YOUR COOK. | sue IuCkeu Lul5 uuucL d toIb Suiuu | leaf and put the dishes on the slide. At 2 o'clock that afternoon Eva Nor sheiler burst into her room Look, Carnie." she screa what Hacky sent your and thrust in her face lovely tinted orchid
 Miss Carney buried her nose in the petals and smelled-fresh ink! Much obliged she mumbled un graciously. I'm so sleepy I'm dead"
 "Well, of all the nerve! If that's the way you act after my kindness" and Miss Morsheiler bounced out of the room.
 The girl eagerly pulled forth slip of paper:
 Room 245. At home all day long. The one remedy necessary to consum- mate my recovery and retard my depar ture Is the acquaintance of my cook She tingled and thrilled. It had never occurred to her to go to the floor. and yet 1t would be easy to make up an ex cuse. She shivered with shyness. One afternoon. when she felt sure that both Marian and Nose were on V their "hours." she ascended to the sec ond floor and quakingly sauntered , down the corridor. As she passed the linen room the inquisitive features of Nose were obtruded. .'
 Where are you going?" she asked suspiciously.
 "To get something to dope nosey people with" of you hadn't been so smart I was going to try to save your feelings for you. You needn't go to 245. because it's too late"
 "Too latew An awful fear gripped her.
 "Yes. Come in while tell you the horrible details" She pulled her in the room and closed the door. Steady. now! Don't faint.''
 "Is-he-dead?"
 Worse than that. Marian DunOtt has landed him. She's sporting his frat pin. and you know what that means. and today she's wearing perfectly stunning scarab ring that I'd bet my whole allowance he gave her, and be- sides"-she breathlessly hurled forth the condemning evidence-"she's been telling it around that she doubts if she'll ever finish her training"
 Maybe she's bluff1ngr'
 "Well, so long. Here's where I go on my time off. Maybe two hours nap will obliterate my woes"
 Miss Carney hesitated.. Should she should she not? The door to 245 was open Anyway, 1t wouldn't hurt to pass by.
 He was lounging in a morris chair. dressed in a smoking negligee and list lessly reading a paper Her uniform gave her privileges.
 "My, but it must be nice to be born luckyw she smiled enviOusly.
 He made an involuntary motion to rise, but sank back, grooming. @
 Please come in and cheer a fellow up," he entreated "I'm bored to . burned match"
 She entered. apparently hesitating.
 "I should think solitude would be desirable. It must be novelty in a hospital
 "No solitude for mine, if 1 can help 1t. There are too many attractive an tidotes'' " -s+
 Who's your nurseT.
 Miss Dunott. She's a peach of nurse, too, and a csrking good cook. I bet she could put 1t over any old French chef" Marian Dunott-a cook.
 What does she maker she asked