The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-03-11
Alan, our school will produce more. Isn't that worth considering?"

Alan, our school VIII prouuce more. Isn't that worth considering?"
 "You argue convincingly, Dr. Pet erson. But the decision must rest with Alan. I want him to stay here. I'm afraid of what school and rou- tine might do to him. Without daily personal contacts he might lose sight of his goal. Oh yes, I've seen it hap pen before, and so have you. Think back a few years. Just recall few of the ideals you carried into your first office at the school.
 You've been inspiration to many a student, and your guidance has been responsible for innumerable successful medical careers But are you as interested in each indi- vidual student now as you were ten years ago? You have too many other interests, and whether you want them or not, they're taking your time away from the work you set out to do. That's why you want Alan ito share that work. Here Alan's work is his and his alone. If he lives he can pass 1t on to his son, even as his father willed it to him.
 And there's another factor - Emily. In St. Louis, would she become the dominant personality? Alan is very much in love with her, lets her have her own way as much as he can. She's been spoiled child. If she stays here and finds herself, she will share in all her husbands successes. In St. Louis"
 But, Doctor, Alan's success is guaranteed. He'll make ten times as much in St. Louis as he ever will in Sumner"
 You can't measure success in paychecks - not in this business"
 But the world does. And so does Emily. She's not to be blamed. Only daughter of wealthy father, she hasn't had much insight into life outside the social circle. By the way, here she is."
 What big operations have you l two been performing?"
 Emily asked laughingly, as she and Mrs. Peterson entered.
 ITO tell the truth" Dr. Peterson answered, we've been working on Alan. I want to make him a professor, but Dr. Farrell wants to keep him here in Sumner"
 You want Alan to come back to the school? Back to SV Louis?' Emily'S voice quavered; her throat was tight. After all, dreams shouldn't come true so abruptly "Oh, that would be wonderful!"
 T hope Alan will think so. By love, look at the time. We'll have to hurry to make our train. I'll write Alan about the idea, and I'm counting on you to help me sell it to him, Emily"
 'Emily's on your side, all right Doctor, Farrel said as he put on his coat. "Ill drive you and Mrs Peterson to the station. Emily don't worry about Alan. He's probably staying all night"
 T won't worry about him-nowl'
 50 you think you'll keep that eight-pound boy around, do you John?"
 T sure will, Doc" John Carroll's face shone in the early dawn with the light of proud fatherhood He's a fine little fellow. And the wife's all right too. We can't ever repay you Doc. Comin' out in this blizzard last night"
 Nothing, John. That breakfast you just gave me will settle fol the blizzard. And don't forget me if you butcher again. That country sausage was fine.
 Mrs. Carroll will be all right, I'm sure. Have your sister-in- law call me tonight and again to- morrow morning. I'll be out to- morrow, late if the roads are open" The cry of the newborn baby came l faintly to him as he walked from the house to his cal: Dawn, and an- other life and another day were be- ginning. He turned into the highway and sent his car hurrying along the snow-sheathed road. He was tired terribly tired-but happy. Always after every birth, he experienced this same thrill of achievement When Farrell called it working with God" Alan laughed, but the old man was right. There was a re- sponsibility, he was sure, entrusted to him to aid in this beginning ot life.
 He worked with the Author oi Life then, but when life neared its end, he was on the other side, fight ing, fighting to keep alive the spark It was inexplicable, but satisfying.
 Satisfying. too, was the knowledge that his new technique, learned during interneship, had proved its worth of both mother and child proved that.
 The blizzard was over, but deep snow covered the highways and and fields.
 Looks like the biggest snow of the year." Alan unused, aloud, es he drove. Lots of moisture, good wheat and corn, and maybe some body will pay bill. It's beauti- ful-all this snow and whiteness. Wish Emily could see it.
 wonder how her party came out?' His thoughts rambled on. SIDE CHANGES