Rex Hospital School of Nursing - Nightingale Yearbook (Raleigh, NC)

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w i e NIGHTINGALE M. ,sh U-U7 Qhe Q6zfi0rz'an ROM the day we were crowned with our white caps, our hopes were on the goal of seniorhood. Could it be possible that we would one day be seniors, and pin a black band fthe badge of great honorj on our caps? The anticipation was only a minor key to the reality itself. We tried to walk the halls with dignity even if our heads seemed twice their usual size. We were a jolly, fun-loving bunch, but we knew when to work and when to play. We led our class, we assumed responsibility, and so the year-even our last year-sped on as only time can. As Spring approached and it neared commencement, my classmates seemed more a part of me than ever before. Separation stared me in the face. I thought of them individually, I thought of them collectively, and it dawned on me that I would like to give each of my classmates a little remembrance to carry with them and remind them of our days together. And now the question was, what to give them-just what would they appreciate most? There is Miss Rand, our oldest member, who loves pretty clothes and is always worrying over the fig leaves. I think she must have heard somewhere that the hat is the most noticeable part of a lady's attire, for she is always wanting a new hat. If she doesn't have a new one just the right shape and shade, she will invariably borrow one or go bareheaded. One day I was passing the five- and ten-cent store when I saw an adver- tisement which read, Hats all shades and colors, hats which will please the fastidiousf' Of all things! I exclaimed as I entered the shop. After considerable search I found this little inexpensive hat which I think will suit Miss Rand, and the beautiful part of it is that it is all shades and colors,', and can be worn with all her dresses. I hope she will have lots of pleasure in wearing it. For a long time it was a puzzle trying to decide what to give Miss Smith. She, like Miss Rand, is always worrying over clothes, but with her it happens to be shoes. Will we ever forget the trouble she has had in getting shoes that were comfortable? There is an inkling abroad that the shoe men knew her by sight and escaped if possible. I decided to save her further embarrassment, if possible, and get her a pair of shoes that she Twenty-two 1 ummnmmm mnumnunmmmunmuuuuumumnumuunmeunumunmumuunmu llmsuummllmunmlmummmunuumm

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C569 NIGHTINGALE wm1mm W mmmm , . 11:40 asked if I had not met the noted authoress, Miss Constance Rivers. It was now my turn to keep from looking surprised. On further inquiry I found that the book which she had written was on the use of proteid diet in the treatment of anemia, and had been recognized by the public as the leading work in its line. The F.A.C.S. were highly elated, so gratified that they were giving this reception in her honor. Just then there was a stir near the door, and no other than Connie herself appeared, bowing and smiling. Applause after applause greeted her approach. I wanted to stay longer, but suddenly remembered that I was not an invited guest, and found my way out, thinking of how much pleasure Connie must have gotten out of having a use for all her big words and highly exaggerated expressions. The next scene was equally as interesting. I found myself in a school- room, and the teacher was saying, The visiting nurse will now speak to the children. Forty little faces brightened as the nurse arose. I had had so many surprises that I was not at all shocked to see Miss Smith, who was the visiting nurse. Yes, she was my old classmate in the form of a school nurse. Her hair was piled high on her head and she wore a high, stiff collar. I was just in the act of trying to see if she wore a gold band on her third finger when the scene changed again. But surely this was a foreign country. Rich palms swayed gently in the breeze. The houses were queer and the people were more so. I found myself in a church. The music had a foreign note, but I seemed to have heard it somewhere before. Oh, yes, it was Mendelssohn's Wedding March. Of course, I looked for the bride, and there she came-our Cath- erine on the arm of a gentleman, and in Africa! Then, I remembered that she always had wanted to be a missionary. The preacher was calling the names, and I heard him say Verne. In a few minutes it was all over and I was just going to speak to them when someone shook me violently. Wake up there, you sleepy-head! Don't you know that we have a Caesarean posted in thirty minutes, and have been looking for you everywhere? Here is a letter, and you will just have time to read it. I yawned and hastily opened it. To my surprise, it was from Miss Becker, who is touring Europe. She said that she just had to Write and tell me that Miss Marshbanks fshe used to bel and her husband were spending a week with her in Paris. Twenty-one

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El. .ai would enjoy wearing. Miss Smith, I hope you will get as much pleasure out of wearing them as I did in purchasing them Ca good-looking salesman sold them to mel . After making these two purchases, I left the clothing department, for I had already decided what would be most appropriate for Miss Howard. When in the presence of high and mighty dignitaries, Miss Howard suffers from a constricted larynx and can't talk even a wee bit 3 so for her I have purchased this talking machine. Why is it so small, you ask? I bought it that way on purpose, so she can slip it into her mouth when' she feels her malady coming on, and then she will be able to talk-perhaps sing a pretty tune for us. To quiet Miss Rivers, who is Very timid and shy, and who wants to talk, but can't, because she can't use large words and sarcastic expressions like the rest of us, I have finally run across this large complete new edition of Webster's Dictionary, which if used rightly will be very useful to her in the future, and enable her to join in our conversation and know what we are talking about. There is still a very important member of our class, which happens to be Miss Frazier. What makes her so blue is more than We can understand. We never see her laugh or smile. We would enjoy hearing her laugh once before we separate. I am presenting her with this joke book for encour- agement, and with it the admonition not to be afraid of the contagion of smiles. There are others, not classmates, to whom I would like to give some- thing, Miss North, for one. I would like to present her with a pair of Internes -if there are such animals to be found in the U. S. A. Maw, I'm sure, will appreciate an assistant to help her with her bells and the phone. To Miss Chappell I would like to give a pair of rubber heels, so she will not disturb the patients. Since Miss Stough will never quit worrying until she has found the lost proteins, I have decided to present her with a few very choice ones which she may be able to use. Then there is Miss Whitney, who isn't yet used to our warm climate, and in order that she may enjoy the Summer I want her to have this Chinese fan. There is still one very important gift which I think will be deeply appreciated. It goes to Miss Tucker, our baby both in manner and size. It is a box of Mellen's Food, which if used regularly will insure health and happiness. Twenty-three