Montgomery County sentinel., 1950-03-23

"What Cheef-Wh nat Cheer -
chirped the handsome, crested red
bird perched on limb of the hem
lock just outside the window of
"No. g." at Montgomery County
General Hospital. AS pulled aside
a curtain to get, a better look at
him he rolled a merry eye and
said, "Tch, tch, tch," meaning,
of course, "Too mad you're ILL.,"
Rain or shine, that bird kept up a
chatter most of the day. Accustom-
ed as / am to the lovely pair of
cardinals who sing each day ben
cath my bedroom window at Lay
louisville it made me feel at home
to hear him. The antics of couple
of squirrels that live in the tall
oaks were also entertaining and
helped to shorten the eight days.
The hospital was just like
Heaven after being i'll at home
alone for two days-wonGer if we
really appreciate it as we should
just the food an invalid should
have, juices or milk between meals
fresh sheets daily, penicillin for
tEe infection-codeine for the
cough-friendly nurses drifting in
an occasional visit from a doctor
flowers for the eyes to rest on,
books and magazines one is too
weak to hold-all a part of getting
well. With radio near bed, tuned
just loud enough to keep out the
means and coughs of other pa
tients, / kept up with the news by
listening to Ernie Tannen, Roger
Farquhar, Stella Werner, Brooks
Johns, but most of the time ]
slept. .
Perhaps at no time in his life
does a "feller" more appreciate
a friendly gesture and a few kind
words than when he is recovering
from bout with this abominable
"flu" that has been laying low
many of the county residents the
past few weeks. And 50 your editor
wants to tell you how much she
appreciated flowers, notes, candy,
cards, and messages you sent to Of
flee, hospital and at home. Just the
thought that someone cares enough
to select card, address, and mail
it gives "lift"-and after eight
days of penicillin and codeine,
believe me, one is so depressed that
Gift" seems God-given.
The cards seemed chosen either
to make me smile or to convey a
special message - perhaps the
cutest was from "The Tribe" at
the Orphans Court, when six little
Indians, complete with. -feathered
war bonnets and carrying all kinds
of good wishes urged that l get
well soon-signed by Register
Clarke, Miss Ella Plumn:er and
the office personnel. Lou and Bee
Leimbach had me saying "One pill
three times a day, but I'll bet all
my dimes That no-one in the whole
wide world can take one pill three
atimes!" ...,.
>, Some cards are quite ingenious
Mort and Ruth Hayes sent one
that, had a bluebird holding on to
piece of cellophane in some
mysterious manner-amused my
self by pushing him around but
he never fell off. Marjorie Gar
field sent chickadee. Best of all,
most everyone wrote a., personal
note on the back of the card.
Going to share a few with you.
Friend r. Bentley Thomas, of
Sandy Spring wrote: Dear Ed
You went home from the hospital
too soon. l fully expected to call on
you. was going to bring you this
clipping from the Maryland Farm
er. was trusting you would not
need it. However, it may come in
as a legitimate excuse later.
Poor Editor
The editor stood at the pearly
gate,
His face was worn and old;
He meekly asked the man of fate
Admission to the fold.
"What have you done" st. Peter
asked,
"To seek admission kere?"
"Oh, l ran a country printing
plant
On earth for many a year"
The gate swung open sharply
AS st. Peter touched the bell.
Come in" he said, "And take a
harp;
You've had enough of er-er-
trouble"
(Author Unknown)
From Ruth Billhimer, whom
many of you came to know when
she was assistant to the editor be-
fore going to Florida to live, came
an air mail letter:
Dear Elsie, Sorry to see in the
paper that "some little bug got
you" and you are laid up in the
hospital. l am mailing this to Lay
louisville hoping you are home by
now.
When you are well how about
coming down to visit us and re-
cuperate? There is nothing like
this Florida sunshine to cure your
ills. We have plenty of room and