isa-normaladvance-1913-00030

Description:	30THE NORMAL ADVANCEputeep a la CuptbCLARE GOLDMANT T EY, Doc, piped Butsey from the little.■ white bed in the hospital wTard. Yes,Butsey.Doc, Miss Marjry sure is a pippin aintshe, Doc?Doctor Barton straightened up. Miss Marjory is a fine nurse, Butsey.We aint talkin about no nurses, Doc, witha knowing grin. Wese talkin about goils what kind of a goil do you think Miss Marjryis? Hey, Doc? Butsey winked familiarly.The doctors face became a trifle red. Shesa—a good girl, Butsey.Butsey gave a knowing wink. I got you,Doc. Say, in a deep whisper, say, why dontyou get next? Hm?Nothing doing, Butsey. Some fool notionabout devotion to her work, and that kind ofrot. Guess Im not good enough for her, anyway, and Doctor Barton sighed tragically.Not good enough, hm! Butsey showedgreat scorn. Not good enough! They aintno woman wots too good fer us, Doc but Itell you, Miss Marjrys the queen of em all.But say, Doc here Butseys voice again sankto a deep whisper. Ill bet I can fix it up feryou. Get me?Oh its no use, Butsey. She wants to be anurse for the rest of her life, and his facewore the expression of a superior male at asuffrage meeting.Take up my bet, Doc? If you get er,youll celebrate tqmorrer with de whole Tanks-givin scenery—toikey, an cranberries, an all?Take me up, Doc?The doctor decided to humor Butsey—orperhaps it was a grasp at the proverbial laststraw-. Its a bet, Butsey, he said solemnly.Shake on it, Doc. Well have de happylovers scene here, and ring de curtain upon deTanksgivin dinner. Beat it, Doc here comesde heroine!Get along all right while I wTas having mylunch, Butsey? asked Miss Marjory. Evidently she was not concerned with the doctorswelfare during that time.Yep, me an the Docs been talkin bout—oh—bout jogerphy, lied Butsey. Aint we,Doc?And—er—other things, added the doctor,in a weak attempt to tell the truth and perchance get for himself the faintest part of oneof those smiles that were being showTered onButsey. But Miss Marjory was absorbed entirely in Butsey.The Doc sure knows tings, dont he MissMarjry? trying to turn the nurses attentionupon the doctor.All doctors do, Butsey, was the calm reply-The doctors face became redder. GuessIll see to the other patients, he murmered.Take care of yourself, Butsey. Be in again,Miss Marjory. And the doctor left the room.Shall I read to you, Butsey? asked thenurse. Bout that stuff they used to read to usdown to the settlement house? Butsey laughedscornfully. Nixey. Gee, that old gal dowmthere could tell em thick an fast, Miss Marjry.All bout seas gettin dry, sos people couldwalk acrost, an bout Adam n Eve. Couldntstring me like that, Miss Marjry. Not yourstruly, Butsey Briggs. No sirre-e-e!But Butsey dear, it was all true! Therewas an Adam an Eve, Butsey. But I was going to read to you about Thanksgiving Day.and about being thankful, dear.Tankful? Fer wot?Thankful for all your relatives, Butsey,and Haw ! Haw ! Tankful fer ole one-eyedAnnie? Shes all the relations I got, and she
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Collection:	Indiana State University Archives

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