Detroit tribune. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1933-1933, 1933-12-23

Continued from last week.

I'm acting like a big badly and
not at all like trained nurse
should act. and she laughed,
What would my employer say?
briskly rubbing the old ladys
forehead with soothing lotion.
The old lady answered quite
tartly.
Aren't you allowed to grieve
when your folks die?
Yes, Lorraine replied, at home.
What nonsense. and the old lady
gave a contemptuous sniff.
! Did understand you to say you
were expecting your grandchildren
for Christmas? aswed Lorraine.
The wrinkled old face lighted up
like magic.
Yes, and wonderful time
they'll have"
"liow many have yu? ?" asked
Lorraine conversatlonally
Three" answered the old lady
proudly. Betty. she's thirteen. Sue
is eleven and Pat Is seven. wish
you could see them" she stopped
and looked at Lorraine, Are you
married."
Lorraine turned away as II Ia
get something from the little side
table.
NO. not yet she answered.
We'll, don't put 1t off too long
replied the patient philosophically,
as she stepped down OFF the bed.
Lorraine did not answer to this
bit OF advice. Instead She asked
Are YOU feeling better. Best be-
careful"
II feel all right now. was just
tuckercd out | guess" and she
reached for her hat, 81 must hurry.
Got 10 trim tree yet She hustled
about getting her bundles together.
! We'll, hope you have a happy
Christmas" smiled Lorraine as
she helped the old lady into hcl
little black coat.
Thank you nurse, and the sam
TO you.,p Then she shook her finge
at Lorraine, Don't orget what
said, marriage is the only caree
for woman. My Tim and were
married over fifty years. She look
ed around the room and Lorraine
flooded the ward with light.
Have you got every thing?'
4 suppose so she looked al
Lorraine. then at her bundles, l
wonder II you'd mind going down
stairs and helping me into n tazi?'
Certainly I'll help YOU" and
Lorraine picked up her bundles and
took the old lady's arm. They left
the room just as Frieda Seaborn
entered hurriedly.
"In be right back, said Lor-
rainc.
20. X. with me-" Frieda replied
airily.
l'rieda made a Disguised mouc at
Lorraine's back. She hated the
little colored nurse intensely. She
hated Lorraine's splendid poisc.
her well bred attractivcness and
particularly she hated Lorraine's
standing in the stoss.
L can't see why they make such
q fuss over Negro " Frieda told
her friends. Why. all you can hear
is Lorraine this and Miss Parker
that" and then Frieda's vote,
would raise TO crescendo as she
would odd her parting shot thai
indicated the last straw, why
even some OF the white men tip
their hats to her"
Frieda at heart was a virag.o.
Lorraine and her patient made
heir way through the crowded
aisles thronged with late shoppers.
The store was beginning to assume
that pivkcd over appearance. Toys
were tossed here and there in dis
order. The garish and gawdy
Christmas decorations were hang
ing torn and askew. Clothing was
'aliing from the racks as tired shop
girls made useless efforts TO place
them back. only to have another
shopper take them down again.
Chattcring, happy children were
running here and there, followed
by anxious parents. One little boy
with the brightest OF blue eyes was
busily winding a toy Micky Mouse
The old lady grabbed Lorraine's
arm in delight.
Look nurse, she pointed, He
look just like my Pat. Then she
added with a touch OF pride, only
Pat Is much the best looking"