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The Goose
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W hen buddy won a goose at a carnival, his whole
family had visions of a succulent Christmas roast. But that
was more than two years ago, and the fatted goose still struts
around the back yard, waddling and honking.
It seems the goose entwined her affections around the
heartstrings of Buddy's family. And, as they explain it, "You
just can't cook and eat a lovable family pet!" Earl L.
Allison, Mount Cnrmel, ill.
A LIFT AT THE LAUNDRY. I went to the laun
derette one cold dreary morning, and the weather plus my
mountain of laundry depressed me. As I began loading the
machine, the little woman next to me (with a huge pile of
laundry) quietly hummed a tune as she worked. She didn't
seem to be conscious that she was humming, but it cer
tainly cheered me up. I'd found my inspiration for the
day! Mrs. Irn Luttrell, Oklaunion, Tex.
GESTURE AT A FUNERAL. While attending a
funeral I noticed that, as the procession left the church for
the cemetery, a huge truck pulled to the curb and the driver
removed his cap. He waited until the whole procession had
passed before driving on.
I'm sure this man was a complete stranger to the bereaved
family, but by his token of sympathy he showed respect
to a whole community. J. H. Rhoades, Newcastle, Wyo.
A PLACE TO PLAY. A neighbor's back yard has
become a sort of recreation headquarters for their two boys
and for other teen-agers from miles around. They've in
stalled a basket for basketball practice, and the boys play
there for hours. When people comment about using the
yard this way, the mother explains, "Well, our job now is
rearing the boys. When they're grown, then we can have a
nice yard and lawn." M. R., Jefferson City, Mo.
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. . . UK was 87, bald and bent. Under the black robe was
the artificial leg on which he stood in unsteady dignity. His
voice trembled.
The old man was a symbol of the years with Pasteur, the
books written for young men to study, the triumph of
achievement. It was fitting that he should stand alone under
the lights of the great auditorium and that the young men,
100 of them, should face him and echo his words.
The old man read:
"The regimen I adopt shall bo for the benefit of my pa
tients according to my ability and judgment, and not for
their hurt or for any wrong. . . ."
The young bock mere stilT and straight. The wave of the
answering voices swept the shore of faces behind them.
"I will give no deadly drug, though it be asked of me. . . ."
Will it be asked? The old man knows. His remembrance
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encompasses the tragedies the young men have yet to see.
"Whatsoever house I enter, there will I go for the benefit
of the sick, refraining from all wrongdoing. Whatsoever
things I see or hear concerning the life of men, in my at
tendance on the sick ... I will keep silence thereon, counting
such things to be sacred secrets. . . ."
One of the young men will sit at the bedside of a man who
pleads for the release of death and remember. Or forget.
One of them will become a confessor and face his conscience.
Which of them is it to be?
On the 100 faces turning for the recessional, there is quiet
exultation now, and on the face of the old man, with a leg
sacrificed on a cancerous altar, there is peace.
This is the Oath of Hippocrates, a part of the ages of
realiirmation of faith.
To these young men, to this oath, we give our lives.
rector;
Jack
PAMHY Wf tftlY, 17 N. M'chiqar, Ae . Circ.igo 1, Ml. leona'a S Pjvldow Pubi;hr- w,i'-, r n i n , w . c , rv
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