St Josephs Academy - Academy Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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em oriam Now the Lord put on earth a little French nun: and smiling a little He said, Thy deeds shall fit thy stature: thy holiness shall be found in doing little things well. And they called her Sister Iulita. Sister Iulita was a sort of an institution around S.I.A. lt seemed that she had always been here and, from her manner, always would. Smaller than the smallest freshman, with a crook of her finger and a stern, Mam'selle, she could make the boldest senior tremble in her oxfords. She left the big things to the other members of the faculty and concentrated on the trifles. Nothing was too small to escape her peering eye. Students were let loose to enjoy themselves in the lounge at noon, but when the 1:15 bell rang, every blind must be straightened, every chair set in its proper place at its proper angle before the last Sajoette could escape. For the Press Association meeting she set up chairs just so, one row between those of another row, with the rockers in front because they were the lowest. Everyone was eventually forced to seek her out for some misplaced article. The proprietor of a general store boasted no greater variety than Sister Iulita did in her lock-up. Nor did he keep a sharper eye on profits: That'll be five cents, Mam'selle, for the mis- sions. Right down to the last she was over-seeing things. Iust two days before her death, Feb. 8, she was scour- ing the campus for a coat rack so the Varsity would have a place to hang their gym suits. Trifles? Yes, but in the wake of Michaelangelo, Sister believed that Trifles make perfection, But perfection is no trifle. There was something about her quick, bright eyes, her tiny dignified figure, darting down corridors, that makes one listen for the rattle of her keys or expect to see her quietly weaving beside the water fountain at noon. But now Sister Iulita has left S.I.A. Doubtless she is poking into every corner in heaven, picking up the belongings of the angels. And to get them back she probably makes them pay-a prayer that someone else will watch over the little things at S.I.A.