The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1934-09-21
Just Around the Block By Stella Ryan

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Jimmie had his breakfast and ate u.
He ate his lunch and it was q a not
too full of anxiety because 1t was 81
full Of sunshine. Nothing happeneo
until 6 O'Clock. Then the house phone
rang and the Nurse asked sally "
come up to the bedroom:
In the bedroom hall Sally met the
nurse dressed In her street Things
She was leaving. She said, "What q
terrible old woman. She's q little pet-
ter and she insists she's well. Doctor
Wheeling told her she's not well, put
she's finished with him and she's I'M
ished with me, and I hope she's not
finished with you, but there's IRE In
her eye. Old dragop!"
The old voice called from the bed.
ROOM: whats all the gable out
there?"
Then the nurse hurried away n
Sally went in and stood at the foot OF
the bed. The foot Of the bed ecam q
bar of justice, but the old eyes did not
flash at Sally, and the surprising
thing the old voice said was, Are you
strong enough to push this bed over so
I can see out the Window"
Sally was strong enough, and she
sent the big bed rolling across the floor
until the lady could look into her own
back yard.
"Now point out DR.. Prints windows"
It was confusing to see how all the
-s-Io1,, i~ thu toll h,,i1Sin0 seemed
looking down at the house, and Whne
Sally was searching out DR.. Prints
windows a light was suddenly switched
on and there wa DR.. Print walking
across his consulting room and carry
ing his little black bag which he put
down on his desk.
Those lighted windows are DR..
Prints.
The lady peered. There's someone
walking around in there"
Eyes, that's DR.. Print"
Nonsense. Get my field glasses"
Sally got the glasses, put her arm be-
hind the pillows and showed the lady
into a better position.
The old hands holding the glasses
shook and had to rest, and the old eyes
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taking a package wrapped in tinfoil out
of the bag and a loaf of bread.
"You said John Edmond Print?"
"That's the name on his office door,"
The hands came up again and held
the glasses a long time while the man
in the window cut some bread and made
a sandwich.
Here, put these glasses where you
got them"
Sally put the glasses away.
"Now, sit down there at the telephone
and call up DR.. Print. Say a lady is sick
and wishes to see him. Give him the
address, but you need not mention the
name"
Sally called up DR.. Print, and DR..
Print answered in his brightest voice
and said he would be around as soon
as he had cleared his office of patients.
He had only one or two patients, he
said, and he would be around by $3.50,
and certainly not later than z.
Sally did not repeat what DR.. Print
said about the patients waiting in his
office, she merely said he would be
around between half-past 6 and Z.
"Then you'll have time to brush my
hair. Get some more pillows and shove
me up"
Yet Sally had only just begun to
brush the lady's hair when DR.. Print,
as though he had forgotten his fiction
about the patients in his office, was
announced. Cook came numbering up
to say that he had come.
The lady said to cook, SHOW him up"
and to Sally, There's my workbasket.
Find a stocking and sit over there and
darn it whether it has q hole or not"
It seemed as II she were afraid to be
left alone to meet Dr.. Print.
DR.. Print came in carrying his little
black bag. He looked old and tired, as
though the bright manner he had as
sumed ove the telephone, the preten-
ton to a busy office filled with patients
had drained his ability to lift the ex-
preston of his features to the point
where he looked full of purpose and
success.
The lady said, well John, and how
do you do, and don't pretend you don't
know me. I haven't changed that
much"
He stared in surprise, and then some
deeper emotion sent a blush up into
the roots Of his hair and showed how
sparse those roots had grown. He said,
mo, you haven't changed"
Nonsense, but sit down. I want to
talk to you."
He sat down and he looked very old
and tired and uncomfortable.
"Wen John. I'm a sick woman"