Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1918-03-02

~ho vas strong and quiet mereg
though she held up her ~
Sanen hands half hesitantly, READY %
rake him back and dress him.
The audience smiled. because ne
was such . nice baby, pink ana pea !s
tifully chubby and velvety OF sHln.
with tender little creases arouna n6
ankles and wrists, ana i,t.ie hast
marbles Of toes which tried their Dese
to shut up tight like his fists.
The secretary smiled, too, ana az
ready began to write the verdict On
card Of Monsieur Pierre: n the
doctor smiled. because that violent
protest was exactly what she wanted.
The slightest trace Of a whee1e in the
lungs would show in that cry.
Volta: Sound as a franc!
Nothing whatsoever the MAGE
with little Pierre. and he smiled
he wanted; his clothes back
The doctor leaned over n talked
to the mother, quietly, crispiy, con
cisely, and the woman listened alton
lively. with something more tnah
mere gratitude in her eyes.
Our turn next. as soon % the more
important Monsieur Pierre was usher
ed out; and we were privileged 70
shake hands with an inspiration. we
shall always remember that DOCTOR as
n of the most helpful persons We
have ever met, one who has made the
world better for having been born IN
It. whose life has been lived to
splendid purpose.
A woman, strong. capable. mag
netic, one able to handle mothers as
well as babies, and to inspire conn
dence in them both.
She ia one Of those women OF
France who has made herself, part OF
the nation. part of its tremendous an
durance. part of its s~tupendous sacri-
Ace. part Of its. unyielding determine
ton.
At the outbreak of the war, she
was in the enjoyment Of a large and
lucrative practice. She gave 1t up
Immediately, and has ever since de-
voted her entire attention to the up
building Of future France through the
babies Of the poor; one day a week IN
each Of seven d~ispensaries. ana. aiter
the Office hours are over. night visius
to tiny patients who cannot De
brought to the clinic.
There is a big passion in her
the work she is doing, almost a snarl
in her determination that not one OF
the babies who come under he
charge but shall develop into fine,
sturdy, Unbalanced men and wom-
en-! Not that she talks about 1t much.
Her statement Of her purposes and
discussion of her work was necessarily
hasty, for her visitors were perfectly
we'll. and full grown and had no need
for her. while outside long strings OF
babies we're waiting. g
In with the next one, a big, roly-
poly, white-haired fellow who had to
be awakened to be weighed and prod
ded and everything; awakened.
when he was so healthy, and always
had been. that the only result Of any
weekly examination could be but a
compliment to his mother!
A joking remark from the doctor,
and all her white teeth flashed in q
friendly smile, to which the mother
instantly responded.
Out quickly with him. Oh! A sick
ly baby this time, a poor, scrawny lit
tie one, who breathed heavily and lay
supinely. Deep worry on the face Of
the mother, a tired-looking woman.
An instant change in the face of the
doctor, a great tenderness in her, a
great sympathy and a great purpose.
She asked for the baby's card, and
examined it infinitely. entry by entry,
then she took the baby in her hands;
such strong hands they were. hands
with the healing touch. hands which
would make anybody feel better
merely from the contact with them!
lessly as she took the child, and when
the doctors face was frightened OF
its heavy concern, the mothers face
frightened.
Malnutrition: that wal the trouble!
A minute injury into the food and
habits of the mother; an earnest talk;
q bottle Of medicine, accompanied by
a carefully written page of directions,
and an order for precious milk; but
the look Of concern was still or the
DOCTORS face when the door had
went a child whom France would
need. whom France must have; and II
human skill. and human determine
ton, and something 0 than a mere
human gift Of healing could save, it
would be saved! She wrote the name
Of this baby in her personal
charity book.
Hello! Here comes something
startling. something certainly, If x
perienced observation amounts to any
thing. from a southern cline; a wom-
HI Will Ld1r dIlu CSOo OAdSh as SOdAS
her cheeks flaming like a poppy.
The nurses and visitors alike bright
Iened as if something electrical had
come into the room. She must have
| been stunning when she was a girl!
If ever there was a woman who
had been the u~ndisputed belle Of the
village. some place where skies were
blue and trees were green and grapes
were red, this was che? Something
rough about her. too. something Of a
swagger in her shoulders. left over
from that long ago, perhaps, when the
world belonged to her, something
sturdy in her facing of the world,
something fierce and something gen
tie. A tightly swathed bundle in her
arms. WHICH, on opening. proved to
contain Baby jeanette. Instantly
Baby Jeanette. with coal black hair
and eyes. sat up and waved her arms,
and smiled on all the comppny, re-
vealing a full row of little white
teeth.
The doctor greeted jeanette with a
smile and the mother with a half-re-
proving glance; then she jerked the
shawl from the lower part Of jean
cite, and displayed two little habitual-
1y red legs. two little habitually red
feet. jeanette was treated. at once,
to the process of being stripped, and
having her stomach aid across q
broad hand, while an ear was applied
to her spine. -
Un-hunh! A trace Of bronchitisI
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