The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1917-02-08
THE PICKENs SENTINEL, PICKENs, SOUTH CAROLINA

WAYS 1 would rather ne HPTe 'liilu amy
where else In the world"
But he did not look Mt her. There
was SO much that was hopeless In hi:
eyes that he did not want her to see.
"In one way. it will be IL little bet
ter Tor you than If Christine and Pal
incr were not in the house. You like
Christine, don't your"
VERY much"
She likes you, X. She depends on
you, too, especially since that night
when you took cure Of pnlmer's arm
before we got Doctor Max. l often
think, H., what good doctor you
would have been. You knew SO well
what to do for mother"
She broke Off. She still could not
trust her voice about her mother.
"Palmer's arm is going to be quite
straight. DR.. Ed is SO proud of Max
over 1t. 1t was bad fracture"
| He had been waiting for that. Once
ut least, whenever they were together.
she brought Max into the conversation.
She was quite unconscious of 1T.
you and MnX are great friends. l
knew YOU would like him. He is in
tcrrsting, don't you think?"
"Nery," said II.
TO save his life. he could not put
any warmth into his voice. He would
be fair. 1t was not in human nature to
expect more OF him.
"ThoSe long talks YOU have, shut in
your roonl-what in the world do YOU
talk about? Politics2"
"OccuSNnully"
She wns little Jealous of those eve.
ningS. when She sat alone, or when
Harriet, sitting with her. made sketches
under the lamp to the accompaniment
of steady hum of masculine voices
from across the hall. Not that she
was ignored, of course. Max came in
always, before he went, and, leaning
over the back Of q chair. would inform
her of the absolute darkness of life
In the hospital without her.
And Il. would stand in the doorway,
quietly smoking, or 20 back to his room
| and lock away In his trunk the great
German books on surgery with which
he and Max had been working out II
| case.
SO X. sat by the dining-room table
and listened to her tnlk Of Max that
last evening together. When the bells
announced midnight, Sidney reused
with start. She realized that fol
some time neither of them had spoken
and TINT KS eyes were fixed on her
The little clock on the shelf took VI
the burden of the churches, and struck
the hour in quick Staccato notes.
Sidney rose and went over to X, hel
black dress in soft folds about her.
"iIe is born, X"
"IIe is born. dear"
She stopped and kissed his cheel
lightly.
Christmas day dawned thick ant
white. Sidney left the little house a
six, With the street light still burnn;
through mist Of falling snow.
The hospital wards and corridors
We're still lighted when she went on
duty ut seven O'clock. She had beer
assigned to the mems surgical ward
and went there ut once. She had no
seen CnrlOttn Harrison since her moth
er's death; but she folnd her on dut,
in the surgical ward. The older cir
greeted her pleasantly.
eve were all sorry to hear Of You
trouble" she said. 81 hope we shall
get on nicely"
Sidney surveyed the ward. full t,
overfowing. At the far end two cot
had been placed.
"Tfe ward Is heavy, isn't it?"
VERY. I've been almost mad Il
dressing hour. There are three of III
you, myself and Il probationer."
The first light Of the christina
morning was coming through the win
d0ws. CnrlOttn put out the lights am
turned In buSineSSlille way to he
records.
"The probationcr's name is Ward
well" she said. Perhaps you'd bette