Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1919-12-26

or Ola Iarina ana fruit and sterilized
milk. and / wish I could stay right
here with Little Chit and his mother
ana that all Of you would let me be-"
such impertinence." gasped the gov.
erness.
1T comes of her association. no
doubt" indignantly declared the house
keeper.
Boiled dnmplingS and chocolate
cake at bedtime, You naughty. un-
grateful child" This from Doctor
Craig Lakeland.
That very night the Money Princess
and her retinue left the great hotel.
But as the last ta1icab pulled away
from under the porte cochere. Il bright
golden head protruded from the cab
window.
"Goodhy, Little Chit. remember our
promise"
'Good.by, princess. shall never for
get YOU"
the rule seventeen as plainly posted
over the head porter's desk told what
would happen to an employee who
nut no difference. for hadn't Colonel
Job hurried right into the mana ayers
office and hadn't the manager called
In Little Chit's mother and wasn't the
outcome OF this whole matter that old
Colonel Job. who had more money and
more govt and less relatives than Is
good for any man Of his age. aston.
ished the whole hotel by insisting that
ne was henceforth to be Little Chit's
guardian and protector-and that the
boy was to have everything that money
and good home could afford?
Ten years elapse. =
Terrible as the strain of the Inst
few days had been-days when there
was neither sleep nor q moments rest
nor ease OF mind. every member of
University unit No. thrilled with
pride.
American engineers had filed the
gap. Throwing AWAY picks and shovels
they had stcmmed that gray horde that
was pouring through wide hole at
the very base OF the British wedge,
widening hole that for two DAYS
threatened to turn Byng's mighty vic
II have just put your first American
into C. pavilion" The orderly pushed
the empty operating cart into the corri-
dor and dropped n hospital record card
onto the nurses desk rs he passed.
She was not trained nurse, this
beautiful, fair-haired young woman.
She had volunteered rs a secretary to
an American university unit, lust as
hundreds OF other wealthy American
girls had volunteered
In the stress that followed the ebb
and flow of the great offensive when
first dressing stations had been swept
away and dlsorganized. moaning.
mangled men had been hauled in by
the hundred-hauled in, yet wearing
the foul. sticky clothing in which they
had fallen.
She had plunged In and scrubbed
and cut away filthy clotted clothing
and done cheerfully and well those re-
pulsively necessary things for which
training Is naught beside strong hands,
and calm nerves and a cool held. all
Of which the Money Princess had.
With cool professional air she now
glanced down at the card before her.
A quick intake OF her breath. Leaving
the desk she moved softly into the
dinly lighted pavilion.
"Motheri"
How often had that CRY rang out
over the red-soaked fields OF Fraucel
Always 1t was their first word when
they came from under the anesthetic.
Quickly she moved toward the bed
and knelt beside hiHa. II was very un-
professional. Making allowance for
her youth, for her utter lack Of train.
Ing, the head nurse would have been
bitterly indignant had she seen it. Be-
sides there was rule II of Base Hos.
patal %. which plainly stated-but,
pshaw, wasn't he an American and
wasn't she an American. and wasn't
the name on the card. Lieut.. Horace
Chitwood? What did she care about
rules.