Augustana Hospital School of Nursing - Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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..-... . , ,.,. TMESQQQ 5555! s f e nr la tx gh .. lp p l v , H .. h VA 'In all GSS butv Q.Xo.o6a'a. A Poor Tired Nurse She doesn't need a pillow soft and dreamy, She doesn't need a sofa or ai bed, It may be hard, it be rough and searny, But anywhere will do to rest her head. The place she occupies may be required For other plans and purposes than hers, But when a nurse is truly tired She wants to go to sleep just where she is. Our Telephone-3rd floor. Brfrfrfrfrfrf1'frf1'frfrfrfrfrfr First Voice: Someone answer that telephonef, l Brfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrf1'f1'frf1'fr Second Voice: Answer it yourself. I'm not expecting any C Brfrfrfrfrf1'f1 rf1'frf1'frfrfr'r . . as d a I h -Psa First Voice: Why oesnt someone answer t e phone. Brfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfr'1' Second Voice: Is Dorothy Hanway home? First Voice: L'No, she's on duty. I'm glad I didn't answer it. It wasnt for me anyway. Page mventy-six 4 Emma, :SS -Nlw, yionvl Shim who XX65 em MXS - aw, 3.

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rrmrfisfi 55355 I Bughouse The King of Agarffrgar was a very cultured man, Who molded col'nies in the East as only such kings can, His pathogenic teachings caused reactions in the mass, For when his case was analyzed they said, We'll give him gas. His dope is all polluted, now this parasite shall die. He gives us plated theories, but his toxins won't slide by. So microtomes from Bulgaris were brought and put in place. These instruments, the natives cried, shall fumigate the race. Schizomycetes yelled the king, somethings fermenting here- My sterile brain must determine a way to end my fear. But no solution did he find-The moral of this tune- Those who inoculate with wrong are not themselves immuneq M r med our -ID oqdewn '-- ig .. I-OZQT -'33-Xvxhev YXCQ65 rcTTtwvN'G, Nuvseeyidume. Is there any food value in dates? Alma R.: It depends on whom you make it with. lust Tonsils I thought that tonsils were a joke Until I had mine out, I used to smile and wonder What all the fuss was about. One day the Doctor told me My sore throat needed care, He placed me on the table And applied the little snare. When I awoke my throat felt like The giraffes in the zoo, And every time I'd swallow It would last an hour or two. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I wished that I was dead, I lost my patience and ten pounds And spent two weeks in bed. atchie. Page smvclzty-five

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ATUHIEQQEXQ 5535! TOO GFTEN HEARD AT AUGUSTANA: V Fat and be merry, For tomorrow I diet. Miss Berg: Nurses must not eat on the floor. 'LWell, as if we would put it there in the first place. ' Holtan: 'Tm not going to bed yet, I can't sleep on a full stomach. Gunny: Sleep on your back then. Doctor: L'Describe a sprained ankle. Sophie Luiid- Well, it's swelled and you can't step on it. Warren: Do you mind if I smoke? Bess Kubec: L'No, I clon't care if you burn. Miss Kroncke fin Dietetics classj: Name three things containing starch. Miss Grove: Two cuffs and a collar. Frank had been away at school and had learned many new words. On arrivf ing home he put them into practice. - Mother, may I extinguish the light? A Mother: L'Extinguish-what's that? Frank: F,xtinguish means to put out. Later: May I relate a narrative, Mother? Narrative-what's that? 'LThat's a tale. Later-Mothe1': Frank take the dog by the narrative and extinguish him. A little negro was so black all his white friends called him Midnight. He did not mind them calling him that but when one of his own tribe one day said, Hello Midnight, he said, Shut up' you'sel jes 'bout a quahtah to twelve yo'self. rg, HINTS TO PATIENTS: If you want a nurse, ring a towel. If you have no watch listen to the bed tick. 1-, 'P ' 7, l . If you want water, use the bed spring. - , If you are hungry, take a roll. Do not speak to the dumb waiter. I WE THANK U I I I J ' 2 ARE YOU HIGHLY EDUCATED? I 'ff xx at .L. TEST YOURSELF-YOU CAN- 'L W6 0- RET Lie in the bed of a river. Lua! xx jecfovvxef Bring tears to. the eye of a potato. C, Fly on the wings of time. og DKNY QA YNWWC . Walk on the bridge of your nose. Shingle the roof of your mouth. Page seventy-seven