Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . work near home, where Icould see you and come home for rest— It dont seem jes wuth wile ter goter college ter be a nuss, said hermother. Yes, dear. I shall be all the betternurse. That is, if Im a nurse at allnow, hesitatingly. Perhaps I shantbe a nurse now, and youll think thosetwo years in the hospital have gone fornothing. Only, if I hadnt been in thehospital,—pulling down a piece of theMadeira-vine about her,— I never shouldhave met him, maybe. Him! cried her father. Dr. Lewis. And knowing how tonurse, I may be of a great dea
Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904 . work near home, where Icould see you and come home for rest— It dont seem jes wuth wile ter goter college ter be a nuss, said hermother. Yes, dear. I shall be all the betternurse. That is, if Im a nurse at allnow, hesitatingly. Perhaps I shantbe a nurse now, and youll think thosetwo years in the hospital have gone fornothing. Only, if I hadnt been in thehospital,—pulling down a piece of theMadeira-vine about her,— I never shouldhave met him, maybe. Him! cried her father. Dr. Lewis. And knowing how tonurse, I may be of a great deal of useto him. Now Ill tell you all about him!she exclaimed. Hes—hes—well, hesDr. Lewis! getting herself farther intothe shadow. And you cant help likinghim; and hell come out here and settle,—old Dr. Paynes looking for some one totake his place, you know. That is, if hethinks best after looking the ground over. Taint good enough for him, mebbe. Why, Father James, I shouldnt thinkthis was you! By George! I shouldnt think twas!Taint wat I expected!. 24 HAKPEKS MONTHLY MAGAZINE. Then an arm was about his neck, anda velvet cheek lay against his face amoment. Its the way a birds wing brushes byin the dark. They all leave the nest, theyall leave the nest, he said, and rose stifflyand went in. He amost creaked, said his wife,shortly. Oh, mother! cried Tally, and hid herface in her mothers neck, and poured outher story, and was comforted. Going to the village the next morn-ing, Mr. James was handed another let-ter for Tally. Guess your Laurys got a beau, saidthe postmistress. Her mother had one at her age, saidMr. James, dryly. Spose shell be gittin merried soon,—a foregone conclusion needing only theaffirmative. Sooner or later, was the he went home a little happierfor having defended Tally from publiccuriosity. Guess the old man dont like it verywell, hes so short, said the postmis-tress to the crony who had happened in. Not the leastestest mite. Hes aliu
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