Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1941-12-05

mo. thank you" said Mrs. Parkes.
Il don't want thing"
She didn't like the torch, either, and
Nurse Hanky had interfered with her
prayers.
When the good Samaritan had gone
on her way, Mrs. Parkes' hand went
back to the little gold cross on the
! chain around her neck God keep him
safe: dear God, keep them all safe
on the high seas. those sturdy souls
who stared death In the face every
minute of the "a hours. and never
blinked an eyelash. God make her
worthy of a man like that. He knew
she was safe, now, both she and the
baby. How happy that had made him.
He'd got the Sisters telegram only
half an hour before his ship sailed,
and the answer was under her pillow:
so glad my brave beautiful darling.
All my love and everything. Dick"
1t seemed years since he had brought
her here and then had to say quick
! goodby, yet it was only the day before
yesterday. The bunch Of violets he had
bought for her were still in a glass
on her locker, whitening now, but she
wouldn't let the nurses take them away,
even at night. She wasn't going to
| part with them ever. She would keep
them in a little box and look at them
when she was an old, old woman and
needed to refresh her memory of this
terrible time they were going through
for by then it would be only men,
DRY. How Strange-when now it was
so vivid.
The surgeon had said she was mag
nificent, standing up to that operation
with baby five months on the way.
But suppose bomb dropped on her
and spoiled it all? Suppose Dicks ship
was torpedoed on its hazardous jour-
ney across the North Atlantic? Then
there would be no memories for either
of them.
No, no, no. None of that could hap
pen God wouldn't let it happen.
Weren't the guns further away now?
Mrs. Parkes' eyelids dropped heavily.
She, too, h, been given something
to help her sleep, and she half
dreamed. still saying her prayers, with
one hand on the little gold cross and
the other protecting her baby.
Yes, there was lull; the raid had
moved off, farther and farther into
the distance
The two nurses took moment to
make some tea for themselves in their
service room. Or rather, Nurse An
drews was making it. Nurse Hanky
wore blue belt which put her cut
above her colleague, even when it came
to tea making.
Did you give Ivy sleeping tablet?'
she asked crisply.
Half a one"
We'll, of course DR.. Manley said only
! if she was restless"
Nurse Andrews knew perfectly well
that she was in her rights, but she
made no reply.
You should have asked me-" said
| Nurse Hanky.
| In spite of the blue belt she was
nearly two years younger than the
long suffering Andrews, and that ran
killed. a little with the latter.
Have I got to ask you if I can
wipe my nose? Would you say Ivy was
restless-or was she not?"
Nurse Hanky climbed down.
Keep your shirt on" she said II
didn't mean anything. My, but that
tea smells good. You're wizard when
it comes to a pot Of tea, Andrews.
I'm simply dying for it,
Nurse Andrews accepted the amende
in silence, but they were friends again.
Mrs. Ambrose is being more of a
bother than usual tonight" said Nurse
Hanky, changing the subject as she
stirred sugar into her cup. Trust her
to cut up when hell breaks loose"
$50 is Mrs. Bergman. She keeps on
asking to be taken down to the base
ment, even if she is the only one. If
she's asked me once, she's asked me
dozen times. Now it's the noise from
the mems ward she complains Of"
We'll, she'll stay where she is.
think the raids over, anyway. wonder
II we were hit that time?"
THE fireman told me it fell in front
Of the chemists in Borrow street.
Broke al our windows On that side"