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THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
SERIAL STORY '
INTERNE TROUBLE
' ' " By Elinore Cowan Stone
, ' CAaT Or CHARACTERS
, TRAM DBARBORN krl,
v atudcnt num. Hh laa lata Iot
Unl traahl nam aha met
,. nil. BOB BKNCHLBV kara,
kaadaoaia roan Interne. Ha knn
' trouble, tea, kecalas lrltk aril.
UDR. STEPHEN ROENT ken
. aarroa Dr. Harente prekleaa
. w ometktnc rlaa aln.
,
Teaterdart Mlaa Aratatronv lee
'nrea to Trnn but. nnfortnnatelr.
the anpredlctabla aeemem fate t
knpnen. .... .
CHAPTER IV
170R the thre months that fol
. . lowed Trail continued to b
generally known as "Utility."
Which means that, by misfor
tune of being the junior proba-
tioner In the training school if
only by three days she continued
to be at the beck and call of every
one.
Not that life for Tran was all
made up of running errands.
I There were classes: anatomy,
chemistry, biology, psychology,
', Tran took these courses in her
stride, although scholarship here
was much more exacting busi
ness than during her earlier school
days at Miss Brand's, or during
those later years when Aunt Clara
had left her casually a year at
school in Germany or in France
or in Italy. . . . "To ground you
V t ln languages, my dear. No gentle-
TFji (he speaks at least three foreign
' tongues." .
But learning from books had
; always been easy for Tran... . .
v If it were all as simple as that!
,. If It were not for remembering
, not to notice things that were
funny, for instance. .
, , ;
v. TT was the demonstration class
- 1 with Miss Phllbin that she liked
' best i
The demonstration room was a
complete ward in miniature, with
' f. cubicle bed, sterilizer, cabinets full
' of all the necessary 'paraphernalia
' of nursing. . ; Even patient
' the long-suffering dummy, whom
' probationers of former years had
named "Griselda" because of the
Spartan fortitude with which sh
t underwent the most harrowing or-
- deals. Grlselda's eyes were blue
r and staring in her pink wooden,
f face, and she met clumsy student .
t . assaults upon her padded person
with a set smirk f forgiveness.
i In the demonstration class you
learned to make a bed so that the
sheets lay smooth and tight, with
neatly mitered corners, the closei
end of the pillows turned toward
,. - the door, and the castors parallel
I with the head and boot of the bed
! With the stolid co-operation of
1 Griselda, you learned to move and
bathe a patient in bed. Yon
j learned how to prepare a patient
2 for various types of medical ex
: amlnation, how to give a hypo-
- dermic, how to prepare trays for
. the most exacting physician.
. You learned everything, in fact
' that you would later be required
to do for Jiving patients. .
v Then there were the glorified
t hours when under the super
vision of a graduate nurse, you
, were allowed to go into the wards
. and help in little humble proba
, - tionary ways like getting beds
ready for ether patients, for. ih
s -stance, or -carrying trays to con
t: valescenta. Once or twice Tran
f was allowed to help one of the
? graduate nurses prepare a patient
for pre-operative - examination. ,
" This was standing on the threshold .
- ot tne great adventure as near at
" the could hope to get. for months.
Not until the end of a student
; nurse's first year did Saint Vin-
- cent's permit her to go into an
operating room. . . ,
' . '
fN such occasions Tran walked
on air and almost burst with
unspoken questions; for asking
questions in the presence of pa
tients - was not tolerated. . And
there were some of the senior
nurses who did not encourage it at
any time. Tran wondered some
times if that was because even
they did not know quite all the
answers. , . . Miss Miller did,
of course; but "the icicle" was one
who believed that probationers
ihould be seen and not heard.
And how, Tran wondered, was
a girl to get along in this strange
world unless she could ask ques
tions? Needless to say she did
FLAPPER FANNY
a cop. mi iv HtA iepvici. inc. --- if i t it-r j
"But i( a BOYS' camp. Anyway, we couldn't expect a
woman
an' to
rough it whyy wt
COPYRIOHT. ItS.
NIA HBVICC. IN&
to such an extent that before long
the nickname of "Utility" began
to give way to "The Elephant's
Child."
Once or twice she managed to
ilip into one of the rooms where
lie cases of shining, wicked-looK
rig surgical instruments stood. . . ,
Ihis was one of the few things no
me had thought of telling her shi
must not do without permission.
. . . Standing before the glass
doors, she would practice calling
sff as many of the names as she
xuld remember. She would even
practice operating room procedure
with the scissors every nurse wore
tucked into the back of her belt
(lapping them smartly from one
nand to the other, the way Miss
Miller, in one ot her more com
municative moments, had told her
you slapped instruments into the
turgeon's hand when you were on
duty in the operating room call
ing them off in turn as she did so,
In a kind of antiphonal chant in
which she sang both parts.
"Scalpel" . . . That was sup
posed to be Dr. Sargent's clipped
peremptory voice requesting a
knife. ... "Scalpel" . . . That
was Nurse Dearborn's crisp con
firmatory echo as she slapped the
desired instrument into his rubber-gloved
hand. . . . "Retractor"
Slap "Retractor" ... "Hae
mostat" Slap "Haemostat" . . .
"Sponge" Slap '"Sponge" , . .
"Forceps" Slap "Forceps."
ANE day, when she had pro
gressed triumphantly from
"Scalpel" through a miscellaneous
list of freshly learned terms to
"Suture," her eyes as gravely in
tent in her pale face as if life and
death hung upon her efficiency, a
faint noise made her whirl. The
noise had a familiar sound like
a cross between a sneeze and a
sob.
Leaning against the door-frame
behind her, his hands ln the
pockets of his white coat, was
young Dr. Benchley.
,. "Might I ask"' he spoke with
exaggerated respect, his dark eyes
dancing in his ugly, charming face
"whether this is a tonsilectomy,
in appendectomy, or an amputa
tion? Because from the wicked
assortment of weapons you seem
to be using, I should say it must
be nothing short of mayhem."
Abruptly Tran's gift of seeing
herself in. quite as ludicrous a
light as the rest of the funny world
got the better ot her; and she be
gan to laugh. , . v .
With a wary glance Into the
hall behind him, he caught her
shoulders and shook her warn
ingly; but as she continued to
giggle ln helpless mirth, he caught
the infection, and they stood,
clinging together and rocking with
stifled laughter. . . . Until, for
no reason at all, they were looking
at each other with startled, so
bered eyes. And then he had her
in his arms, crushing her to him.
t After a moment Tran cried, her
palms against his chest, "No! No! I
we mustn't!"
' "Why not?" he demanded, his
lips close to hers. "You know I've
been wanting to do this ever since
that first day when you burst in
to Emergency remember? . . .
You were so little and funny and
scared and sweet. . . , Why not,
Agility?", . .;,
"It is contrary to the policy of
this institution,' " Tran quoted
from the House Rules a little
lhakily, because his face asparkle
with tender mischief, was still so
close to hers " 'for student nurses
to have any but professional re
lations with house physicians.' "
" 'Student nurses " young Dr. I
Benchley countered with another
quotation from the same source
" 'are urged to be constantly alert
to co-operate with physicians in
anyway'"
AJ sights her suddenly whit
ening face he turned sharply. For
it was Tran who first saw the
door into the corridor open, and a
tall linen-clad figure halt in the
doorway. . . . She tore herself
free and ran through the other
door into Central Supplies, and on,
blindly, down the corridor. For
the white-clad figure in the door
way was none other than that of
the terrible Dr. "Stephen Sargent.
(To Be Continued)
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