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Let me help you with that, Felicity.
Felicity...
this letter, it came for you from the university.
I've been waiting ages for this!
Is it good news?
I'm not sure yet.
I passed!
That's wonderful.
Congratulations!
Can I see it?
My goodness, you've done much more than just pass, Felicity.
Yes.
You've received distinctions in every class.
Oh no.
This was mailed over a month ago.
I can't believe it.
Well what's the matter?
I was supposed to return these registration papers
by last Monday.
I've missed the deadline to secure my place in second year.
Felicity, you got to phone the registrars office immediately
and explain to them what's happened.
Hello, operator, I'd like to place a person to person call to
Dalhousie University in Halifax, the registrars office, please.
Felicity King.
Hello?
Yes, I'm a second year medical student and I'd like to confirm
my registration.
King.
Felicity.
Excuse me Mrs. Pettibone?
I'd like to purchase this suit but I'll need the next size up.
There doesn't seem to be one in stock.
Dr. Snow, are you acquainted with anyone on the faculty of
medicine at Dalhousie University?
No, I'm afraid not.
Why do you ask?
Felicity's having trouble with her second year registration.
I understand that and I realize that you only accept a limited
number of students from outside of Nova Scotia but...
Couldn't you just make an exception this once?
What did they say?
My position has already been reassigned
to a another student . . .
unless someone else drops out, I have to wait a whole year
to go back. . .
Mrs. Pettibone, perhaps I'll return later.
Oh no, forgive me, Dr. Snow, I'll take that order for you
right away.
A size up you said?
I'm so sorry...
...that's just terribly unfair.
What're you burning there?
Nothing...just paper.
You worked hard for these grades, Felicity.
And a lot of good it did me.
I feel like one of those little white mice they keep in the labs
at school, running around in mazes all day, thinking they're
going someplace when really it's just a test to see
how smart they are.
Sweetheart, you've had a terrible disappointment...
...but it isn't the end of the world.
I know that's not what you want to hear, but it is the truth.
Don't forget what you've accomplished
at medical school already.
And a year isn't as long as it seems.
Believe me, the years go faster and faster as you get older.
The time will pass and before you know it, you'll be back
at school studying like nobody's business.
You're pretty convincing Father.
I almost believe you.
I can't help it.
I'm proud of you...
Colleen Wells!
It's Colleen Wells Pritchard now.
Of course.
I'd heard you were married...
...but I had no idea you were...
It takes some getting used to, even for me.
Felicity, this is my husband.
Seth Pritchard.
Felicity King.
Felicity and I went to school together...
...seems a million years ago now...
doesn't it?
It's nice to meet you, Seth.
Same here.
Felicity's been away in Halifax studying to be a doctor.
Are you planning to stay home the whole summer?
Yes, I imagine I'll be here a while.
Well that'll be grand then.
Maybe you'd like to come by our place for a visit
one of these days.
Yes, do, Felicity.
Please?
I'd love to.
We live a ways out but it's no trouble if you ever need a ride,
Felicity, I could just pick you up on my way in from work...
You having one of your bad spells, Colleen?
What kind of spell?
I get a little queasy sometimes.
I'm sure it'll pass soon.
I been trying to get her in to the doctor's
but she just won't go.
Well, we're going to go now, Colleen Wells Pritchard
and that's the end of it.
What is it, Felicity?
I'm not sure.
We're going to go to Dr. Snow's.
I think that's a good idea.
Take all the time you need.
Is my wife all right, Doctor?
She was long overdue for a thorough examination...
but all things considered, your wife appears to be in good
health, Mr. Pritchard.
Why has she been feeling so ill?
Unfortunately, dyspepsia is extremely common in the later
months of pregnancy.
It's nothing to worry about.
I've prescribed a special diet which should help
alleviate the discomfort ...
... you'll follow my instructions faithfully,
I trust? - Yes, sir.
I'll be coming by regularly from now on to check on your wife,
Mr. Pritchard but don't be a stranger.
Send for me at once if she has any trouble at all.
I will.
Thank you kindly.
Miss King, would you mind waiting a moment,
I'd like to have a word with you?
Certainly.
Colleen, take care.
Thank you.
Seth, I'll speak to you both soon.
Thank you.
What is it, Doctor?
Well first let me apologize for eavesdropping on your telephone
conversation yesterday, but since I have been made aware of
your current academic difficulties...
...I think I may have struck upon a solution which would be
of considerable benefit to both of us.
You have?
Yes.
I'd like to offer you a job, Miss King, as my assistant.
Unless you're planning to stay at the General Store
in the interim...
No!
I mean yes, of course, I'm interested!
When could I start?
Would tomorrow morning be too soon?
Tomorrow morning would be fine.
Wonderful.
I'll see you then, Miss King.
Oh Aunt Eliot, I thought you stopped making
this cordial years ago.
Oh no, I stashed away an extra bottle just just to be ready for
a special occasion of this kind.
A toast to Felicity on her new job!
And to her continued success in every venture!
Here! Here!
Cheddar biscuits, everyone?
Mother, I wasn't...
You know, father, you were right.
Working for Dr. Snow is going to make the year pass very quickly.
Oh, Felicity, I have no doubt you'll be ready to take on
the world by the time you're finished.
It's hard to believe you're the same girl who once needed her
old Dad to help tie up her boot laces.
Father, I still need you...
...to drive me to work in the morning.
I want to arrive looking my best.
I could drive Felicity for you want, Father.
No thank you, Felix.
I'd like to get there on time my first day.
Well here we are my lady.
Bright and early.
As requested.
My stomach is all butterflies.
I don't know why I should feel so nervous.
I wasn't as nervous at medical school.
It happens to the best of us, my dear.
Go on.
You'll be fine.
Dr. Snow is lucky to have as talented
and capable assistant as you.
I'll be sure and tell him that you said that.
Dr. Snow?
Oh, good morning, Miss King.
I'll be right with you, I'm just in the middle of something...
Could I be of assistance doctor?
I don't think...
...well perhaps I could just observe what you're doing then.
Actually, I was about to scrub down the surgery floor
with disinfectant.
Not too interesting to observe, I'm afraid and as for assisting,
you're rather overdressed for it, Miss King.
However, I do have a pressing errand you could run if you've
a mind to...
I'd like to charge these to Dr. Snows account please.
Doing the doctor's cleaning are you, Miss King?
I most certainly am not.
Dr. Snow does his own cleaning.
He simply ran out of a few things.
Whatever you say.
I'd believe you even if thousands of others wouldn't.
And by the by, I think I'm really gonna enjoy takin' over
your old job.
It hurts like the Devil...could you give me a tonic for the
pain, Doctor?
Well, let's find out what's wrong first, shall we.
Open wide, please, Mr. MacDonald.
Uh huh.
I see the trouble right there.
Definitely an abscess.
You'll find this interesting, Miss King.
It's the second molar, upper left side.
That tooth will have to be pulled to prevent the infection
from spreading to other structures of the mouth and jaw.
Yes...I agree.
You really should consider going to the dentist in Carmody
every once in a while, Mr. MacDonald.
I've heard dentists do some ungodly tortures to a man and
I'd rather trust myself to a doctor thank you very much.
Good Lord man, what's that?
It's nitrous oxide gas.
It's perfectly safe and you'll need the anesthetic
to dull the pain...
Not necessary, Doctor, I've got my own anesthetic.
Right, then.
I'm ready.
Just have the girl step outside doctor,
I'd rather she not witness my frailty.
Miss King is a student of medicine.
It's a crucial part of her training to observe.
Really, Dr. Snow, it's alright...
I'm not all that interested in observing this particular
procedure anyway.
You can come back in now, Miss King.
Rinse Mr. McDonald's tooth and wrap it in gauze, please.
Shouldn't we just dispose of it?
No...
...it seems the patient would like to keep his tooth
as a souvenir.
Open wide again, Mr. MacDonald.
... now that spot will be tender for a bit, I'm afraid.
Keep ice on it and gargle with salt water every few hours.
I'll stop by your place tomorrow and see how you're doing.
Dr. Snow, I just wanted to ask why you used tea as a compress?
Oh, the tannic acid in the tea helps to promote clotting,
curb bleeding.
It's amazing how many of these so-called 'folks' remedies have
real medical value.
Thank goodness we won't have to rely on them much longer.
How's that?
Well, with all the research currently being done to cure
diseases new miracle drugs are being discovered every day.
I wish I could share your optimism, Miss King, but it's
been my experience, that miracles are few and far between
in this profession.
A great many things are still beyond our control.
Oh I'm sorry, I don't mean to discourage you by spouting my
personal opinions.
Was there anything else you wanted to ask?
No, I think I'll just finish tidying up the outer office.
I will leave it in your capable hands, Miss King.
Felicity, is that you?
Yes, Mother...
Come into the parlor, will you dear?
Felicity, just the girl we've been waiting for you.
Why?
I want to get a photograph of you for my article.
Local girl enters brave new world of medicine.
So I want you to tell me every detail of your first day
on the job.
Aunt Olivia, I don't think your readers are going to find it
very interesting.
The only thing I did today that was even remotely medical was
clean Gurney McDonald's rotten old truth.
Well, sounds like a good start to me.
Come on dear.
You know, you shouldn't judge your first day too harshly,
Felicity.
It takes a bit of time to get one's bearings at the beginning.
That's right.
And if I know you, Felicity King, once you've got the
the hang of things, Dr. Snow will wonder
how he ever got along without you.
I doubt that.
You just have to find a way to make the job your own.
That's right.
If you concentrate on the areas where you really shine well, you
can demonstrate your strong points.
Now smiling?
That wasn't so bad, was it?
Dr. Snow, I'd like to undertake something if you're agreeable.
What's that?
Well, I was tidying up the patient files when I noticed
these handwritten notes tucked inside.
When I retrieve the files for you, they tend to slip out and
I'm a little bit concerned that valuable information
might be misplaced.
Wouldn't it be a lot easier if the notes were typewritten and
followed a consistent format?
Well I see your point Miss King...the thing is when I get
home from a call, at 2 or 3 in the morning, I'm far too tired
to do much more than just scribble a few lines down to jog
my memory later, if need be.
Well perhaps I can come up with a compromise
that would satisfy us both...
Very well.
Dr. Snows account?
Yes.
Pretty important work you do over there is it?
Typewriting and scrubbing floors and such.
Next thing you know, he'll be trusting you
to starch his shirts.
Didn't your mother ever tell you it's not polite to stare?
Pardon me, Miss but I've been waiting an awfully long time.
I'm sure, the doctor will see you soon, Mrs. Ingles.
How soon?
Five minutes, ten minutes...
Any minute, I imagine.
Well, I hope it is soon, because I feel very unwell and I have
been waiting quite a long time.
Stop that this instant!
Both of you!
You're behaving like perfect little beasts!
Stop it!
Or I swear I'll tie you both down!
Hey!
Break it up, you two!
Leave that poor girl alone.
I'm terribly, sorry.
What'd I tell you boys if I caught you fighting
like that again? !
Can I see the doctor now?
Yes, Mrs. Angles, by all means, go right ahead!
Don't take that tone with me, Felicity King!
And I'd like to be announced first, if you please.
Mrs. Ingles is here to see you Doctor.
She's feeling very unwell and has been waiting
a very long time.
Been driving you round the bend, has she?
Yes, doctor, that's correct.
Send her in.
Blast!
Sometimes I actually miss helping you with the animals,
Father.
They don't nag or complain or argue...
...Or tell their fathers what they're really thinking about.
Come on.
What's troubling you?
Things aren't progressing exactly as I had hoped working
with Dr. Snow.
He's just so regressive and old-fashioned compared to my
professors at school.
It's a little bit frustrating.
Well Dr. Snows style may be less than exciting but he's a good
man and he's well respected in this community, you know.
I know, it's just, we11...I'm not certain what I'll learn
working for him will be of any use to me
when I return to school.
In many respects I might as well have just stayed
at the General Store.
I would of thought that working in a doctor's office would give
you the practical experience you can't get in books or in a lab.
And that would come in handy when you had your own practice.
No?
From what I've seen so far, I'm not convinced I'm cut out for
the tedium of a country practice.
Well keep at it.
Persevere, my dear.
Things are bound to get better.
What on earth are you doing, Mr. MacDonald?
I've come to settle my account.
With food?
Miss King, these provisions are worth at least what I owe, if
not more...
There you are, Doctor!
Feeling better, Mr. MacDonald?
Aye.
My mouth's healed up dandy and...
...the blacksmith made me a smart new watch fob
out of the tooth.
If you can afford to pay the blacksmith, Mr. MacDonald,
surely you can afford to pay Dr. Snow as well...
Young lady, the blacksmith got two good rounds of cheddar
for his trouble and he was glad of it.
Doctor, I've a wee bit of a winter cash flow problem...
Not to worry, not to worry.
That'll be fine, Miss King.
Thank-you Doctor.
Good day.
Why would you tolerate that Dr. Snow?
I never would.
I chose a country practice because I want to help people,
I'd rather be paid in food than have the man leave an illness
untreated because he's afraid to part with his money.
Well... there's an awful lot of food here for one person.
I hope you can eat it all before it spoils.
Never fear, Miss King...
...not one morsel of this excellent food shall
go to waste.
Saints above, what's all this then, doctor?
A gift from Mr. Gurney MacDonald...
in anticipation of the blessed event.
Lord love him.
I never knew Mr. MacDonald was such generous sort.
Nor does he.
How have you been sleeping, Mrs.Pritchard?
I've done better.
She's jumpy as a cat, Doctor, barely shuts her eyes
through the night...
I can't get comfortable.
My back's aching something fierce.
That's because the baby's moving into position, Mrs. Pritchard.
You'll be going into labour any day.
And I'll have to insist you stay in bed from now on.
Everything alight, isn't it?
Seth, first labours are generally long and strenuous.
The doctor just wants Colleen to get as much rest
as she can beforehand.
I'll sure be glad when it's all over and I'm holding my little
one safe in my arms.
Doctor, may I let Colleen hear the baby's heartbeat
with your stethoscope?
Oh could I, Doctor?
By all means.
Now Colleen, you'll have to breathe as softly as you can.
Can you hear it?
I think....yes.
Seth, come listen.
It's our baby!
I must commend you, Miss King.
When you've a mind to, you appear to possess a natural
talent for putting people at ease.
I don't know if I'd call it a talent, Dr. Snow...I've known
Colleen Wells since we were young and she's just a lot nicer
to treat than Mr. MacDonald.
True enough, but however difficult a patient may be, it's
still important to remember to treat the person not just
what's ailing them.
I'll try to remember that doctor.
Aunt Olivia...
I wanted you to be the first to see it, hot off the press!
What do you think?
Well, it's a flattering picture...
I meant the article.
Oh, Mother will be pleased.
You make me sound like the next Madam Curie.
Well, I wouldn't be the least surprised if you were.
I need the doctor.
My brother's outside in the buggy and he's hurt...I'm not
sure how badly...
I'm in for it for sure.
My folks are away in Carmody and I'm supposed to be looking
after him.
Don't worry.
You did right to bring him in.
He's always getting that mare to jump and my father says Daisy's
a plow horse not a jumper...
this time she got spooked and Gordon fell off.
Is it very bad Doctor?
No, no, no, he'll be fine.
Now your sister's going to wait right outside in the office,
while we take care of you.
Is that alright Gordon?
Emma, I'll wait with you, if you like.
I know you're arm hurts son but we'll fix it up as good as new
in no time.
Just relax, I'll be back with you in a moment.
The boy's shoulders dislocated.
I'll have to put him under ether to move the joint
back into place.
Do you think you can manage the anesthetic?
Yes, Doctor.
I'm sorry...it slipped...
Don't worry about it now.
Now Miss King is going to give you something to make you sleep,
Gordon and when you wake up you'll be ready to go home.
No...I want Emma...
Gordon, Emma brought you here so that we could help you.
Don't be scared.
I'm going to be here the whole time to watch over you and make
sure you're safe.
If you get scared, you just squeeze my hand, alright?
Now just relax...
breathe...
That's a good boy...
Rest easy, Gordon.
Mrs. Dale's taking us home now...
Watch him carefully for the next few hours until the anesthetic's
fully worn off.
When the parents return, have them to do likewise.
I'll be over to see him tomorrow.
Doctor, I've been meaning to thank you for
giving Felicity that job.
You know, we're awfully proud of her.
She's a bright young woman and sure she'll go far...
Alright.
Giddy up, Daisy...
I'm almost finished cleaning up, Doctor Snow...
I'm terribly sorry.
I'm not usually that clumsy.
There's no need to apologize.
I thought you handled yourself very well.
But I was so nervous.
Miss King, I don't expect you to do everything perfectly right
off the bat.
You're allowed to learn as you go along,
just like the rest of us.
I suppose...
...well, I'll finish the files.
That can wait, Miss King...
...there's something else I need you to do first.
Felicity, is the doctor with you?
No, I'm alone.
Just as well.
Between you and me, Colleen's not too overfond of doctors at
the best of times.
She'd likely feel different though if you were her doctor.
Seth, I'm a long way from being anyone's doctor.
Thank you.
I just came to prepare the room for the delivery.
Colleen'll be glad to see you all the same.
Seth made that himself.
He's been working extra shifts at the railroad to save up for
the baby and he didn't have much time
but he got it finished somehow.
It's nothing fancy.
Mostly I used scraps from around the rail yard but it's good
solid pine.
You did a fine lob, Seth.
It's perfect.
Now these dressings and towels have been sterilized and
labeled, ready for use.
Seth, you'll tell the doctor where to find them?
Yes, ma'am.
Won't you be here too when the baby comes, Felicity?
Colleen, Dr. Snow has delivered lots of babies...
But I'd really feel a lot better with a familiar face nearby...
I don't know anyone else to ask, Felicity...
my folks moved away a few years back and
Seth's family's all out West...
Alright.
I'll see what I can do.
I never realized what a huge responsibility it is...people
really rely on you.
I guess being a doctor is a lot like being a parent.
You know, it is so strange for me to think of little Colleen
Wells, all married and grown up, about to have a baby.
It seems like just yesterday, the two of you were sitting
right here in this kitchen, making costumes
for the harvest party.
Back then I thought I'd be the first one to get married
and have children...
not Colleen Wells.
Mother, there's something I haven't told you...or anyone
else for that matter.
What is it, dear?
I promised myself to Gus before he went away to Jamaica.
Well, why have you kept it a secret, Felicity?
Well, we were going to wait until after medical school to
get married but I've been thinking and I don't see why I
can't do both.
I've decided to marry Gus as soon he returns home.
This is wonderful news, Felicity!
Let's go tell your father...
Could we just keep it between you and me, for now?
Gus and I haven't decided a date: I don't want to jinx
things this time...
Alright, dear...
but don't leave it too long.
There's all kinds of plans and arrangements we have to make...
Oh, Felicity!
I'm so happy, I could burst!
There'll be babies around here again.
Now I can do all the looking after while you're studying
or going to medical school.
When are you going to see him?
When are you going to talk to him?
When is he coming home?
Mother, everything in its own time.
Slow up will you, Felix.
My feet are killing me.
Sometimes, I think I should just set up a cot and sleep at
work...save myself the trouble of walkin' home.
I know what you mean.
By the time I get home, my head hits the pillow and it's time to
get up again...
I think my family forgets what I look like...
Go up to the light house and sound the alarm bell!
Where you going?
To get help, go!
Goodness, Daniel.
You are heavy.
How about an apple.
Would you like that?
Good Lord boy, what's wrong?
A boat exploded down by the lighthouse...
Oh no!
We'll hitch up the horses and take the wagon down.
I'll go with you, Father.
Felix, help Mother get all the blankets you can
and meet us there!
Aunt Eliza, you watch Daniel!
There's a man who needs help, a few yards down the beach!
What can I do, Doctor?
You better go see to the others until I can get to them.
This one's bad off I think.
Just do what you can for him, lass.
Please sir...please sir...
Bandages...
there dear.
You'll have to lie still...
Here, I'll hold his leg while you get that bandages.
Here we go...
There we go...
Doctor Snow, It's Colleen...
the baby's coming!
Damn...wait here!
Mr. MacDonald!
Miss King!
Seth Richard's here.
You'll have to go ahead.
I'll join you as soon as I can get
these men on their way to hospital...
But what if the baby comes before you can get there?
There's no other way.
Just keep everyone calm until I get there.
No, it's alright, Doctor.
I'll go with her.
Mr. MacDonald, please.
That's it.
Your pain will pass, dear...
your baby'll be here before you know it.
Please, let that be the doctor...
Colleen, when you feel the contraction, you've got to push.
I can't!
It hurts! !
I know it hurts but you have try.
You're going to be fine, Colleen, Dr. Snow's here now.
Miss King, what's the fetal heart rate?
Miss King?
... it's ninety...
no wait, can't tell...
...it's eighty...
I think it's dropping...
We may have to get the baby out quickly.
Get the forceps ready.
Miss King, pull yourself together or you're no use to me.
I see the baby's head.
Alright, Colleen.
Come on.
Push.
We're almost there!
Push, Colleen, push!
Come on.
Mr. Pritchard, fetch me a basin of warm water.
C'mon, Colleen, there...
almost there.... push!
The baby's asphyxiated.
Clear the lungs while I cut the umbilical cord.
Doctor something's wrong.
Doctor!
Take the baby into the kitchen and get her breathing.
But I've only every watched before...
Go!
Doctor! !
Colleen...
What's going on?
Seth you're going to have to help me with the baby!
Bring that basin over to the table.
Why isn't it breathing, yet?
What can we do?
Mrs. King, I want you to hold her jaw forward.
I'll have to give her an injection.
She's stopped breathing!
She's not breathing!
Shh.
You're going to be just fine now.
Felicity...
a girl...
A beautiful little girl.
We have to bring her in and show Colleen, eh Mrs. King?
I'm so sorry...
Felicity, please, you're going to scrub
all the skin off your knuckles.
God help me...
there weren't any signs...
unless I missed something...
Felicity, Colleen's life was in the hands of providence.
Dr. Snow did all that was mortally possible to help her.
It wasn't enough.
He knew that something was wrong.
Why didn't he tell me.
Why didn't he do something.
She looked fine yesterday.
Why couldn't I tell.
You saved that baby's life.
Try to take some comfort in that.
What are you doing, Miss King?
I thought that I might find something we missed.
And did you?
No.
Miss King, you could not have controlled the outcome even if
you had known.
Let it go.
It looks like it's going to be a slow afternoon.
I thought we'd stop by the Bradley place and check on young
Gordon's shoulder.
I think I'll just stay here, if you don't mind...
I've got a lot of work to do.
Please, I really don't feel up to rounds today.
You should come with me.
I need your help.
I wanted to foster your career, Miss King, not drive you away
from medicine.
You've done no such thing.
I simply wanted to finish these patient files today.
I probably know what you're going through
better than anyone else...
...if you need someone to talk to...
I've got plenty of time.
Felix, is that you?
It's not Felix...
Well, well, I'd almost forgotten how you used to come up into the
hayloft when you were a little girl
and things got to be too much.
You're home from work a bit early, aren't you?
Don't tell me you're still having problems with Dr. Snow?
It's not Dr. Snow, it's me.
I don't understand.
I'm not going to be working for Dr. Snow any longer.
to medical school.
Good lord, it was just a couple of weeks ago you were telling me
how much you loved your courses and how well you were doing
this past term.
That doesn't matter now...
I don't want to be a doctor anymore.
Felicity, you can't let one unfortunate tragedy daunt all
your hopes and dreams.
Working with Dr. Snow made me realize how much I loved
studying and doing experiments and getting good marks.
I was in love with the challenge of becoming a physician - when
so few women are accepted.
But the rest of it.- I don't want to fail.
I can't think of how else to say it except...
there's nothing in my heart...
telling me that this is what I want to do with my life.
Well if studying is the part you like best, maybe there's some
other way you could find of sticking it out.
I mean, there's nursing or research...
You must think it's so terrible of me, changing my mind like
this, Father, I just don't know what else to do...
Felicity, give yourself some time.
You'll do what's right.
I don't understand...
I simply don't understand, Felicity...it's not like you to
make such a hasty decision.
I know it seems that way but...
You've been under a lot of strain.
Oh Mother, would you please just let me finish...
Why don't you wait until next term and then you can decide
whether you want to continue with medical school?
Well that makes sense...
Maybe we should let Felicity get a word so she can...
So she can what?
Convince herself to give up?
It's a terrible waste if you ask me...
Would you please!
I would like to say something if you'd all hush up for a moment.
I just want to know one thing, Felicity.
Are you sure that you're making the right decision?
Yes.
And you won't have any regrets later on?
That's enough for me.
A life without regrets is a life well lived in my opinion.
If everyone doesn't mind, I'd think I'd like to take a walk,
just be alone for a while.
Felicity, Felicity, wait...
Mother, please.
Just give it some real thought.
It's all I ask.
Alright, but you'll just have to trust me
to make the right decision.
Surely, there must be some way I can help you get through this...
I'll be alright.