The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1917-02-28
CHAPTER W.-Continued.

Men, like Jewels, require a setting.
A clerk on q high stool, porting over a
ledger, is not unimpresSive, or q cook
over her stove. But place the cook on
the stool, porting over the ledger! Doc
tor Max, who had lived all his life on
The edge Of Sidney's horizon, now, by
the simple changing of her point Of
view, doomed large and magnificent.
Perhaps he knew It. Certainly he stood
very erect. Certainly, too, there was
considerable manner in the way in
which he asked Miss Harrison to 90
out and close the door behind her.
Sidney's heart, considering what was
happening to it, behaved very well.
'FOr goodness sake, Sidney" said
Doctor Max, here you are a young
lady and I've never noticed itm
This, or course, was not what he had
intended to say, being staff and all
that. But Sidney, visibly palpitant,
was very pretty, much prettier than
the Harrison girl, beating a tattoo
with her heels in the next room.
Doctor Max, belonging to the class of
man who settles his tie every time he
sees an attractive woman, thrust his
hands into the pockets of his long
white coat and surveyed her Quizzi-
cally.
Did Doctor Ed tell your"
"Sit down. He said something about
the hospital. How's your mother and
Aunt Harriet"
VERY well-that is, mothers never
quite we'll" She was sitting forward
on her chair, her wide young eyes on
him. ''IS that's your nurse from the
hospital here?"
Eyes. But she's not my nurse. She's
a substitute"
"The uniform is SO pretty" Poor
Sidney! with all the things she had
meant to say about life of service,
and that, although she was young, she
was terribly in earnest.
1T takes lot of plugging before one
gets the uniform. Look here, Sidney
If you are going to the hospital be-
cause of the uniform, and with any
idea of soothing fevered brows and all
that nonsense"
She interrupted him, deeply flushed.
Indeed, no. She wanted to work. She
was young and strong, and surely a
pair of willing hands-that was absurd
about the uniform. She had no silly
ideas. There was so much to do in
the world, and she wanted to help.
Some people could give money, but she
couldn't. She could only offer service.
And, partly through earneStnesS and
partly through excitement, she ended
in sort of nervous sob, and, going to
the window, stood with her back to
him.
He followed her, and, because they
were old neighbors, she did not resent
1t when he put his hand on her
shoulder
Il don't know-of course, If you feel
like that about it." he said, well see
what can be done. It's hard work, and
81 good many times it seems futile. They
die, you know, in spite of all we can
do. And there are many things that
are worse than death"
His voice trailed off. When he had
started out in mis- profession, he had
had some such ideal of service as this
girl beside him. He sighed little as
he turned away.
"Pll speak to the superintendent
about you," he said. Perhaps you'd
like me to show you around little"
when? Today?"
He had meant in a month, or year.
It was quite q minute before he re-
piled:
Eyes, today, if you say. I'm oparat-
Ing at four. How about three o'clock ?"
Then We'll say at three" she said
calmly, and took an orderly and unflur-
ried departure.
she sent X. a note at noon, with word
20 Title at Mrs. McKee's to put it I'M
der his plate:
Dear Mr.. LIE Moyne-I am so excited I
can hardly write. Doctor wilson. the sur
geon, is going to take me through the hos
pital this afternoon. Wish me Iuck-Sid-
hey Page.
K. read 1t. and, perhaps because the
day was hot anu his butter soft and
the other ''mealers" irritable with the
heat, he ate little or no luncheon. Be-
fore he went out into the sun, he read
the note again. To his jealous ewes
came q vision of that excursion to the
hospital Sidney, ali vibrant eager
ness, luminous of eye, quick of bosom:
and Wilson, sardonically smiling
amused and interested in spite of him.
self. He drew a long breath, and thrust
the note into his pocket.
As he went down the Street. VIII
sons car came around the corner. LIE
Moyne moved quietly into the shadow