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~ —— MY QU — “A WEEKLY JOURNAL FOR 2 YOUNG WOMEN /esued Weekly, By Subscription $250 per year. Entered According to Act of Congress No. 4. Eentered as Second Class Mather at the N. in the year 1900, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. C. NEW YORK, October 20, Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 278 William St., N. Y. 1900, Price Five Cents, Marion Marlowe's Noble Work: OR, THE TRAGEDY AT THE HOSPITAL. By GRACE SHIRLEY. CHAPTER I. A TRIO OF DOCTORS. The College of Physicians and Surgeons, Of the “P. & S.,” just graduated a large class of promising as it is usually called, had young doctors, and the morning after the commencement exercises the big building As. Dr. Reginald Brookes, a handsome young man _ of twenty-two, looked deserted. passed down the steps, dress suit case in hand, he came face to face with two of his classmates. : “Hello, doc. What did you get, Charity or Bellevue ? I hear you competed,” called one of the young doctors. “Neither one,” said Dr. Brookes, with a smile of amusement, “I got a perth in the ' Penitentiary, Greenaway !” “Oh, that’s too bad!” said Dr. Fielding, a pleasant-faced gentleman. in that place—they never have anything inter- “You'll rust esting ! Why, a few contusions and a case ot cholera mor- the best you will see will be bus or eczema of some kind.”’ Reginald Brookes still smiled, although he knew his friend was speaking truthfully. “I’m going to Bellevue, and I’m mighty glad of it,” said Fielding, enthusiastically. “For if there is anything going they get it at Bellevue.” CS: Greenaway’s answer, they catch it all, there,” was Dr. it's not so far from the world as the Island, either.” “and “Then there’s any number of pretty nurses to flirt with,” he said, laughing. “No lack of either fun or work: in the wards of old Bellevue.” “I’m sorry for you, Brookes,” Dr. Fielding again. “Why, you poor chap, youll hardly see a pretty face where you are going, for I understand that the prison exclaimed .women do about all the nursing.” eonicbooks (C (0)