The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1927-09-23

had used with him before, and for
| the first time she looked straight
| into his fine, sensitive ewes.
Mrs. Mosier went through her ex-
| animation in state Of nervous ex-
element. All of her weak spots were
relentlessly ferreted out and marked
down imposingly on a chart. The
doctor made no reply to her many
questions, The cool, Whitehead nurse
was as enigmatic as sphinx. How
ever, after what seemed hours of
torture and proddings to Mrs. Mosier,
DR.. Jimmie Taylor helped her to a
sitting posture, looked her straight In
the eyes and told her that the sooner
she submitted to an operation the
better. There was something about
this serious, young doctor that robbed
her of all command. Vain would
have liked him, she thought, as she
meekly intrusted her hope for an
earthly future into his slim, young
hands.
Close upon the heels of the deci-
sion, the family counselor pulled up
the steps to attend to the good lady's
last will and testament, and no less
parsonage than the archbishop him.
self, who happened to be visiting in
the suburb at the time, administered
the last sacrament.
"She is completely unrestricted,
DOCTOR" the nurse at Mrs. Mosier's
head announced crisply as she held
the limp hand and counted the slow
pulse beat.
Lift the mask" the doctor COM
manded in a sharp tone as he passed
his hand for the second time indig-
nantly over Mrs. Mosier's torso.
''Doctor!" the young nurse ques-
toned in spite of her training, "are
you quite all right?"
YES he answered tersely to the
two nurses and the hospital assistant
who drew nearer. Then, pointing to
the PROSTATE Mrs Mosier, he added,
"And so is she, See," he continued,
his voice rising in spite of his efforts
to control it, this woman here was
suffering from a nerve congestion in
her abdomen and all she needed was
the complete relaxation afforded by
the ether to relieve it. Don't SMILE"
he interposed sadly upon seeing their
unsurpassed grins, sit is no smiling
matter for this hospital. If it wasn't
against my principles, I'd go ahead
and operate anyway" and he
chucked his instruments into their
cases. "Take her back to her room
and don't say word of this to any
one, yet" He then flung himself out
of the room, almost falling over the
trembling and speechless Mrs. Parker
who had been waiting prayerfully in
the hallway.
"It's all right he flung back at
her as she half ran down the corridor
and disappeared through one of the
many white doorways.
When Mrs. Mosier came from I'M
der the influence of the ether she was
hardly prepared for the amazing rev.
citation that DR.. Taylor made to her.
The wonderstruck Carrie was scarce
ly less impressed as she sat down
on the clean white hospital cot sur
rounded by bouquets of gorgeous
flowers. Mrs. Mosier listened dumbly
while Carrie confirmed the news. FL
nally the patient grasped the situa-
ton by the forelock.
Does any one know of this, doc
tori" ...
"No one except those present in the
operating room and they have
promised silence until they know
your wishes" he replied deferentially,
a CLEAN of hope breaking through his
well-concealed despair.
Mrs. Wainwright Mosier was silent
a moment, studying Carrie with al
most maternal compassion; then her
gaze wandered over the flowers, and
lastly to the notes Of consolation and
cheer on the table beside the bed.
"Tve never broken my word yet,
DOCTOR" she said impressively, the
hint of a twinkle in her eyes, "And
I'm too thankful in my good fortune
to start in doing it now. There is no
woman in this town who needs a rest
as bad as Carrie, there" she raised
her plump hand to silence coming
protest from Mrs. Parker Besides,
I wouldn't want this joke on me to
get out, so Carrie and will stay here
a couple of weeks and enjoy our
selves. if you don't mind. Nobody
need ever know the difference 1t
will do your hospital good just to
have people look at patient like me.
What do you sayY'
"Amen," breathed DR.. Jimmie Tay-
lor, and caught her outstretched hand
warmly between his own.