Newspaper Page Text
r ' Him1
d$if foliyabslh Saifshi Copyright by Elizabeth Seifert; Distributed by NEA SERVICE. INC. THE STORY Pop McAn, hos pital Chief of Staff; chafes at the inactivity forced on him by a par tially paralyzing stroke. He telle Dr. Malcolm Glenn, top obstetrical surgeon and Acting Chief, that Woodward, the new staff doctor, is due to arrive soon. Dr Martin Glenn. Malcolm’s brother, is in . love with Susan. Malcom’s office nurse. Nancy is Malcolm'' wife, Pete’and Jerry are his sons. When Andrew Woodward arrives. Miss Huppert, head nurse, shows him around, implies he may be in line for Dr. McAn’e job. Woodward is jealous of Drr Malcolm Glenn s luxurious office. He would also like to take Dr. Glenn's nurse away from him but realizes that is imposs.ble. He might, however, woo Susan as a woman. . . In the middle of the afternoon Dr. Woodward was asked to come to Dr. Glenn’s office — if he were not busy. Dr. Glenn had a case he thought Dr. Woodward would find interesting. Andrew imme diately went down to sit betide the handsome walnut desk and listen to Dr. Glenn interview the women ho came to sit in the patients’ chair. Occasionally Dr. Glenn would send the patient to the inner room; after a few minutes, the two doctors would follow her and make an examination, Malcolm was cordial to Andrew, explaining situations in their intervals of pri vacy. going thoroughly into . his tories and s\de issues, anxious *hat the new man become familiar with the Hospital policy of dealing with its patients. As the final patient took her de parture. he turned, smiling slight ly. “Now,” he said nriskly, “Let's get up to the operating room. ’ Andrew Woodward stood at the side of the operating room and watched Dr. Glenn examine a case before a class of Senior Med1 iocuses on Fall — on the elongated skirts, shoulders » gentled to a natural line, waists tiny and taut above rounded hips. Here, from our new-season Benham originals, this wholly feminine Jook is most definitely expressed. 39.50 OTHER STYLES—COLORS, BL ACK, BROWN, WINE AND GREEN t\cs. He looked about at the in tent faces of the students, not ing their tense arms, their un blinking eyes. They watched Malcolm work as if they looked on a: a god about to perform a miracle. Dr. Woodward felt in his own heart that the miracle would be forthcoming. This wae a surgeon here at work, a man who was good, who needed no conceit, no bragging advertisement of his skill. Andrew Woodward had a nerve to think he could compete with such a man. As he must compete, if he meant to become Chief of Staff of Caroline Lehr. In this moment, standing against the gleaming wall of the opreating room, the patient snoring com fortably under the anaesthesia, the baby wailing thinly in Dr. Glenn’s hands, Andrew knew that he wanted to be Chief more than he had ever wanted anything in his life. No—what he really wanted was Glern not to be Chief. Back in his own office. Andrew checked the day’s work with Miss Dyson. The nurse asked him how he liked working with Dr. Ma’ colm. "An exceptionally fine surgeon,’’ said Andrew quickly, heartily. "Yes, he is!’” Miss Dyson echoed. ‘And such a fine man. too. I mean, he’s human — lots of doctors aren’t.” “Do you mean he has his weak spots?” "Oh. no!” cried the big, homely woman, her face flushed. “I didn’t mean that. I meant he always has time to be interested in people.” Andrew took up the house phone to check over his wards before he went home. As he talked, as he waited, he was thinking. If Glenn's human, he does have weak spots. We all do. If he's a man as well as a surgeon, j. c.u find these spots and work through them. If I am very good, he’ll not be Chief, and I will be. If I’m only pretty good, he’ll still not be Chief. I wonder what kind of man Glenn is. I'd have to see him out of the Hospital to find out—see him in his home, with his family. Those attractive people framed in silver upon his desk. Even a dog was there. Yes, a man wae human who kept a framed picture of his dog upon his desk. His shining head bare. Andrew Woodward stroke away from the Hospital toward the lights of the town and the East Campus. At the far end of the bridge across the river that divided the campus he caugnt up with a woman in a tweed sport coat. A well-tailored sport coat Below it pretty, slim legs and trim, narrow walking pumps. A glint of pale gold hair beneath the forward - tilted tam The woman glanced at him, and Andrew bowed. “Mrs. Glenn, is it not?” he ask ed, charming hesitation in his voice. The slender woman smiled. She had lovely, starry gray eyes. “Why, yes,” she agreed — and waited. “I am Andrew Woodward. I recognized you from the picture on your husband's desk.” “Oh. Then you must be ;he new Staff doctor.” “I must be,” Andrew agreed, falling into step beside her. “I was out for exercise and air—and to get a good look at this beautiful campus.” “It is beautiful.” she said. “A fine, natural setting of hills and river, a happy combination ot old buildings and new. Do you think you will like it here, Dr. Wood ward?” “I’m sure of it—now,” he said, COLTRAN WARNS OF PRICE RISE Addresses State Feed Manufacturers Association WRIGHTSVILLE BEACH, Sept. 6. — This year’s short corn crop in the nation *will mean higher priced feeds and, consequently, higher priced food. Assistant state Agriculture Commissioner D. S. Coltrane declared today at the summer meeting of the North Carolina Feed Manufacturers As sociation. “The short corn crop will ef fect every feed manufacturer and. for that matter, every individual in the state and nation”, Coltrane predicted, “It means that corn will not be hard to get for feeding purposes, but that it will be high in price and will cause other feed ingredients to be high - priced. In brief, it means high priced feed, which, in turn, means high-priced food”. As far as food is concerned, Coltrane said the nation may ex pect more beef, pork and butter in the remainder of 1947, and less chickens, eggs, milk and cheese. his voice dropping, his very blue eyes never leaving her face. Nancy’s gloved hand went to the edge of her coat. Her lips parted, and her eyes shone. “I’ve not had such obvious flattery in many years, Doctor.” she said gaily. He chuckled. “Obviously ad miration has always been your lot,” he twisted her words. “Would that building be the Student Union? Could one buy 3 drink?” She laughed. “A very mild drink. Chocolate malted, or a confection called a Kappa Spe cial.” “Chocolate malted sounds excit ing enough in the right company,” Dr. Woodward replied. (To Be Continued) By mid-1948, he continued, the nation will have more eggs and less beef, pork, chickens, .milk, butter and cheese. He advised the feed manu facturers to buy all the North Carolina corn available this fau and to substitute wheat for corn, if the wheat can be .obtained. Farmers, he said, should save all the roughage they can; sow the largest small-grain crop in tne history of the State, using all available land for either grain or hay; and plan for a large corn and hay crop in 1948. Looking at long-range problems, Coltrane told the North Carolina feed manufacturers they should become more familiar with feed nutrition in order to furnish the possible price. He advised them to advertize their products in order to retain their dealer - customers and keep pace with the big na tional millers, and he emphasized the value of putting up feed in attractive packages and giving good service to dealers and farm ers. He also said North Carolina manufacturers should provide more grain storage, such as ele vators. Approaching the problem from the standpoint of North Carolina farmers, Coltrane urged them to grow more feed, declaring: We cannot ever become a great live stock state unless we grow more feed within the state". North Carolina’s livestock, dair> and -poultry industries will grov. in direct proportion to the in creased amount of feed produce on the State’s farms, he declared including more and better p a ' tures as part of the needed pro [gram. _ The condor feeds mostly on ca non. Its voracity is enormou' Condors' often gorge themselves s that they cannot fly and, if at tacked, must disgorge in order t: escrpe. _ Toco! Firm Gets Enslish F’°<, Marion DuBose ar^s '¥"ers °f the and E.*> ^change, has bet- 3 Clr Yilmington's sol ‘a, ne famous Jamc-c , 0t V motorcycle. " The vehicle, an Enolkh •s powered by a five engine, has two-wheel - . p0'^ vpe brakes, and is ’apable of travelling m a gallon of gasoline rnues dm For Newspaper ,,, ill d It's a Rolhmoors — symbolic of well-bred styling, quality fab rics and expert workmanship in hand tailoring. Double breasted, four flaps, notch collar. The material is Marlaine. Colors of green, brown and black. Sizes 12 to 18. 69 5° Exceptional Value In * A New Tuxedo By ROTHMOOR Here's real news in a fur iux edo . . . beauiiful Northern Muskrat designed to whittle your waist and hide wonderful pockets. Its softly flaring back is symbolic of Rolhmoor's sparkling artistry in design. Hand-tailored, of course. Like all Rothmoor coats you'll find the value is outstanding be cause the fur, fabric and work manship are exceptional. Green, Wine and Black SIZES 12 to 40 R_Q T H M O O R •f. id. rcg.