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Show Pathetic Excuse. One of the brightest and nicest- little lit-tle patients in the surgical ward ot one ot the big city hospitals lay on her bed moaning with pain. She had just como to consciousness after a Blight operation, and though only five years old was exhibiting heroic nervq. Yet she couldn't keep from occasional occa-sional low cries. She was the sort ot child who hates above all things to give trouble -and when ono of tho nurses stopped before her and, as she thought, looked a hit reproachfully down at her she explained, between tho paroxysms, with a pitiful smile: "Oh, Miss Smith, I can't help it, I can't help it, I'm not used to operations." |