South Highland Infirmary School of Nursing - Nightingale Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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An There are some people in Birmingham, And out in the country, too, we are sure, VVho have not heard of our splendid iniirmary, Nor of all the wonderful things vve can cure. And so to you We are addressing these linesg If you would be free from all your ills, And desire to live a long and a happy life, You may need just a few of Dr. Peters' pills. But if the trouble be not melaneholia, Neither measles, mumps nor meningitis, You must send right over for Dr. Prince, For you surely have caught the appendicitis. Ode to the lnfirmary The operation will be done with rare skill and pee l And of all the pleasures that you will have in None will ever give you quite the happiness As a daily visit from Dr. D. S. Moore. Perchance you would like to be a faker. And take a long, quiet rest in bed. For that you get the prettiest nurse. And on raw eggs and milk you will be fed. You will be sure to enjoy our trays. A nice comfy spin in the rolling chair. A cozy corner in the cool solarium. And a big deep breath of pure mountain air. But really there are so many nice things About which it simply won't do to tell, For you would come right over-and then You just never would get Well! -A Senior.

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Who P A lonesome llaeh on the llighlands grew, Listen to my tale of woe: He loved the girls, but surgery, toog Of both these rivals we all knew, NYC knew, we knewg Listen to my tale of woe. . lly girls and widows he was led! Listen to my tale of woe. Yet eould not make his mind to wed. For he loved surgery instead, 'Tis said, 'tis saidl Listen to my tale ol woe, Alas! we knew there'd eome a day: Listen to my tale of woe: XYhen he would like a maid to say ' 'llhat she would take him, anyway: llut now the maids they say him nay: Listen to my tale of woe. Now learn a lesson from this gentg Listen to my tale of woeg For if on surgery you are bent, .Xnd wait until your years are spent, .Xlone lifes journey you will he sentg Listen to my tale of woe. -A Girl. 53 .. -,.m.a,. - W 'W -Y f - ,X ,, H-eww'-U-M V HL-s ' V --,.' .1.Q2r

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Sayings ol the Great and the Near Great Dr. jorclau- ll11lh'l Steady! Miss Cooper- l lungry? l am, too. Dr. l'1'il1cc-Ullig as an orange, and holfls a quart. Miss Tait- l,a11cl sakcsl look at your cliartsf' Miss .Xmaskcr- You flllllll mean anothcr fru.v? Ur. Voters lruhhiug his llZlll1lSl-ulifbllil morning! any calls foi mc ? Miss llllllllltlllliulllll' pity's sake, clo11't start yctl llc's not umlcrf' llr. Moore- My wifi' wo11't lct mc. Mrs. Irwin- l am thc Supcrintcmlc1'1t. Miss lfcazcl- My gooclncss, just watch him: look out for his llZlll1lS.U Miss Marshall- Now, say- , ss l l , Y' 0 Wm 'x Y