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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 05, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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THE MATRON'S STORY
By Harol3 Carter -
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(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
The Southport hospital was more
like a home than an institution. " In a
small town, administering to all and
sundry, but nevertheless supported
entirely by private funds, the hos
pital employes formed a sort of close
corporation, or a big family, as the
matron, Miss Dyer, sometimes ex
pressed it
She took a maternal interest in the
girls under her charge. Nothing that
went on in the hospital escaped Miss
Dyer's eyes. It was she who stopped
flirtations that were not likely to de
velop into anything satisfactory. No
body was quicker to weed out an in
competent, and nobody had more
charity with timidity and inexperi
ence. Where she came from was more of
less of a mystery. The matron was
not communicative She had been
ten years in the hospital and gave en
tire satisfaction; no more was known
of. her.
Edith Lindsey was one of her
wards. She had brought her into
the Southport. She had watched
over her, perhaps with a little favor
itism, but that was inevitable with
Miss Dyer. She could not like any
one without liking that person over
much. But she had no enemies. ,
She had watched the growing inti
macy between Miss Lindsay and Dr.
Ralph, the house surgeon. Many
doctors marry nurses, and in a place
like Southport such attachments are
certain to spring up. She admired
Ralph and knew that he would go
far. Then Dr. Mark Ewing was ap
pointed head.
Ewing came from the north, and
it was a big thing for the Southport
'o acquired his services. He was
a noii-le man; and he was reputed
a fast liver. Not that any definite
scandal was known about him. But
his tone did not fit in with the sedate
deportmeht of the hospital; and then
there were vague stories that flitted
here and there, never definite, never
tangible, but, in their entirety, not to
be disregarded.
And Edith Lindsay was infatuated
with this man of 40, who was un
married and drove her in his car, and
met her out of hours. The hospital '
tongues wagged about it
The. matron was decisive when she'
had made up her mind. She sent for
She Bowed Her Head.
Editu and plunged. into her subject
without any preliminaries.
"My dear, I sent for you to tell you
that you are far to intimate with Dr.
Ewing," she said.
The girl flushed, confused by the
suddenness of the "attack. "I don't
see what right you have to tell me
that," she answered.
"Two rights," replied the matron.
"First, I brought you here and am in
terested in you. Second, the inters

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