The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-03-01

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me and Miss Smith. Miss Evans
is still on night duty. She stays on
until Miss Smith eats. Ny. how
pretty YOUR hair is in the sun"
Thank you" briefly. She slipped
into the white dress as Mrs. Sykes
waited
1t Just fits" exulted the older
woman. jubilantly. The doctor says
I am 70 get you two or three col
ored ones for work and another
white one and a pair Of linen shoes.
You can wear the white ones when
there is company. you know"
DR.. Laird was bent over his desk
as they walked down the hall to the
dining room. The door was open.
"Mornin'. Dr. Laird" called out
Mrs. Sykes heartily. I'm taking
Jessica in TO breakfast"
Good morning, Mrs. Sykes. Good
morning. lassie. You slept well in
the little, white room? And did
you hear the robin this morning.
AS they paused at the door for
brief second. lingo caught the
smile from the silver frame.
Yes. thank YOU" she said IS they
passed on.
Miss Smith, middle-aged and
small. busted herself with her break
fast. acknowledging the introduction
70 lingo with a nod Of her head.
Then Miss Evans, weary eyed, was
at the table and smiled at lingo
kindly.
You are all the doctor said you
we're. my dear. You are pretty and
quiet. I hope you will be happy
here
lingo nodded unsmilingly. Thank
YOU" she said again.
Mrs. Sykes and Miss Evans talked
necessarily over their toast and
coffee. They spoke often of DR.,
Bob" Every one called him DR.. Bob,
even the young man who had smiled
down at her yesterday in the hall
Little Winnie was very i'll al
though her temperature was down
two points, Miss Evans said, and DR..
Bob had stayed with her until near
~ 4. She didn't see how he could
get along with so little sleep.
And then Mrs. Sykes was telling
Miss Evans that DR.. Bob thought
it would be a good plan for Jessica
to superintend the cleaning and
scrubbing.
lingo looked up.
Title, the cleaning girl, is get
ting careless" Mrs. Sykes told her.
DIR. Bob thinks we should have
some one to watch her, and later on
he wants you to go into the diet
kitchen and help prepare formulas.
1t will give you good idea of diets
for children"
THE reception room of the Laird
j. Hospital for Children was a
cheerful room with brick fireplace
at one end, comfortable chairs,
divan and tables.
Title Erickson, a big Swedish girl,
her dress rolled bulkily about her
knees, plump arms bare to the ell
bows, was washing the floor around
the rug when they came in.
"Tilue, this is Miss Jessica and
she is to superintend the cleaning.
She knows how to clean"
Tillie settled back on her crossed
legs and looked up belligerently
"Ay bane cleanin' since ay came
over. six year"
DIR. Bob says you are to listen
to Miss Jessica, Tillie!" Mrs. Sykes
said sharply. You remember the
stained floor where the medicine was
spilled the other day and the dust
under the nursery beds"
When Mrs. Sykes had gone lack
to her duties, lingo stood for a
moment and watched Tillie as she
swished the cloth energetically over
the floor. Days and days of this
with no word from Harry. He
would never look for her in a chill
dren'S hospital.
There was a telephone on a table
halfway down the hall. If she
could get Sam-he was always at
CaSey's poolroom.
That floor needs soap and water, -
she said quietly to Tillie. You
can't clean with just a damp cloth.
And wipe it dry. too"
AS she crossed the room. she
looked up at a painting in a heavy,
gold frame over the mantel-a
young woman, red lips parted in a
smile, shining. dark hard framing
an oval face, eXquisitely lovely.
That bane Mrs. Dey-Mrs. John
Dey." Tillie informed her. as she
stopped for a moment to rest. He
built this hospital. You bane like
her"
For a long moment lingo stood
looking up at the girl in the paint
ing.
He loved you and lost you'll"
she whispered. Just as I loved my
father and-lost him, too. He
didn't think of some one who loved
Tom Carter-when they got him.
And Harry-is all I have since
Dads gone He has been good to
me-he loves me-and I'M"
She stopped short. A heavy