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Te Ao Hou, September 1959, Page 21

It would be good to get back to Te Kohatu for a while—blow being a “townie” all the time. Sickening! Charlie came back later in the evening; they wheeled him in and surrounded his bed with screens. Boy tried to have a look but couldn't see him. He asked Nurse Saunders when she took his temp. that night. “How's Mr Beeman?” “Sound asleep but fit as a fiddle. Took it like a lion he did. Should be going out soon. You too if you'll keep these blankets around your shoulders.” You know nurse I could have earned £15 if I hadn't been here.” “All you people think about is money. It's not everything you know.” “It helps a lot though.” About midnight Charlie woke up with a start. Everything was quiet in the ward. Boy was asleep “Boy! Wake up!” “Huh, what's up?” “I had a real queer dream just now; sorta frightened me. Funny that we were talking about them this morning.” “What was it about?” “Caterpillar was crawling out of someone's eye—lady's.” “Her eye?” “Yeah, and right down her face.” “Help what a dream!” “Queer alright. I always seem to have funny dreams when I'm a bit crook.”