By: Ardis E. Parshall - April 06, 2019 A Patient Transferee An elderly lady, climbing on one of our local variety of street cars, handed the conductor a transfer. “This is two days old,” he growled. “I’ve been waiting patiently,” she murmured. Not in Heaven The sick man had just come out of a long delirium. “Where am I?” he said, feebly, as he felt the loving hands making him comfortable. “Where am I? In heaven?” “No,...
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