Mexico weekly ledger., 1921-09-08
cunningham
Writes Of Experi-
ence in Hospital

Dear Ledger
| think / shall never cease being
glad / made up my mind to become a
nursel One gets SO close to real life
its pleasure and sorrow-its gayer
moments or the pathetic little instan-
ces which are usually 50 carefully hid
dine from even their own friends. You
learn life simply-apd just as II ISL
how hard it is sometimes; how i'm
possible, it is at times were IT not for
the one big thing in it ali-No ! won't
tell you what it is but tbs truly the
greatest Of these
Now for a story as / saw it and tbs
a privilege to really 4see' stories
especially when they teach you such
lessons of patience, endurance, sweet
ness, tenderness and consideration:
that we should realize and appreciate
one another before its too late and we
are left with time-only, to regret.
Happiness; it seems can stay in the
tiniest house and it is worth while-to
be kind-to care and be cared for.
Everyone loved my old lady. She
was so happy and so witty with her
queer little old fashioned brogue.
She was born in England, grew from
childhood in Scotland but was an Am
erican, if you please! She was so
good and so jolly we just liked to be
in her room and to do things for her.
She liked everyone too but most OF all
she liked "Bobbie." 'Bobbie was a
little old thin, gray mustached army
seargent-rather insignificant looking,
but he meant everything to her.
/ asked her once how they had
stayed liking each other the long
years and she said 'Darlin' there be
bearin' and forebearin'-Ye must give
and take if you want to stay a
lovin'."
She had an operations serious one
and we were very anxious about her.
She suffered for days but she was al
ways so patient and kind through it
all. The day she was coming out"
from the anesthetic / went to her and
asked if there were anything she
wanted. She said No Darlin' I don't
need anything but just Me Bobbie-l
wants him to eome-Tl be alright if
| Just has him to hold on TO-
Bobbie came and sat by her the
whole day just holding her hand. She
with her patient, wistful little smile
and he with his thin stopped should
ers-remnants of strength and husky
manhood-but still to her as always
her Bobbie.
When / came home and-stAreedrmI
letter / couldn't seem to think OF
letter-just this little jingle. It ism
a poem-just a rhyme but its my dea,
? old lady and her Bobbie as ! saw
them.
"ME BoBBIE"
: He's wrinkled and bent and he's old
| Just a few more years does life hold
: Tho his shoulders are dropped
tbs for me he has stopped
Me ole man he's a man
f And | love him--Me Man.
III
4 We've come a long ways adown' tnrl
the years
1; There's been pain and great sorroN
but there's
Been trust midst the tears.
We just lived for each other
d Thes long years together
Y, He's such a comfort to hold TO,
8, If there needs to be need to,
l. Me Bobbie - Me Man.
III
I members me Laddie in those youn
days I do
ID AS husky and as broad al he was tel
r.. der, strong and true
His hair it was SO bonny and his ey'
SO gray and clear
Of their mastery | was certain b.
ID was glad to find it there
He was big just for to love me
And strong just for to shield me
to Me Bobbie ~ Me Mani
Id Nv
nd Twas a JOY just to console him
he And in those grayer days to moth
e: him
r. Those hours were all u own and .
dearest that there be
Id Because then ii was ! found that !
need was just for mel
At twilight or at Preside, in dark
ty, days or blue
Ig- Those boyish moods ! yearned \
and 7 think he wished It too
Sure and two like him,
rs. Me Bobbie ~ Me Man.
Il. "
II. The years have gone on me BOB
ior me man
uf- Now there's pain and there's sickn'
fill and It wants you me man
de- Just to comfort and shield me
lew strength to me lend
For yer me sweetheart since spril
ng- time
me And me pal to the end.
viz And ven trust in the Divine goodn
That in the next world that be
m be waitin' Me Bobbie, when
ain- A comm 10 me