Euclid High School - Euclidian Yearbook (Euclid, OH)

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In Mother' s Shoes T was a sultry. hor day and it was especially hot in the small ward for babies on the third floor of Riverside hospital. Miss Marie Jones threw herself into a chair. Here it was two minutes to ten and Mrs. Knowles. one of the trustees of the ward. was coming at ten. The twins inthe corner bed had to be bathed and Babs. the newest contribu- tribution. had to have a special food prepared for her. Miss -lones looked very untidy and not in the least like a nurse. just then the door opened and the ward's doctor, Dr. Meyer, entered the room. With him was the detestable Mrs. Knowles with two small children. She stepped forward and said: Here are two of the loveliest babies you ever saw, and they are to be left in your care. The little girl is very de'icate and the doctors are to give her hot baths three times a day. The little boy will be no trouble whatever to you. Then. seeing all the disorder aroung her, said. My dear Miss Jones, I think it is my duty to tell you that you should be more tidyf' Then Miss Jones. being naturally irritable and worn out said, VVell if you'll get me another helper I'll keep this p ace better lookingf, and then retired. Mrs. Knowles took her leave but remembered to leave the babies, After she had gone. Dr. Meyer, considering it his duty to make peace. carrie to Miss ,lones and told her all would be right in a few days but she refused to be consoled. saying that if 115 had to do the work she did he wouldnlt feel so cheerful about it. VVell, my mother had more than this to do for there were ten children in the family and she did all the baking and washings for us all so you should not feel discouraged. .lust to show you. 1,11 come and do all your work tomorrow, said the doctor. What time should I come? Ar this moment Miss 'lones laughingly replied. VVell I have to feed some of the babies at four thirty and then stay up to feed the rest so be here at four- thirty please. After this conversation the Doctor left. promising to be there at four- thirty. The next day the Doctor arrived at the hour appointed. promptly and ready for work. His hrst duty was to bathe the twins. He did this success- fully, but when it came to dressing them he had a terrible time. First. the twins cried and then they fought. and in a few moments he gave up in despair. Next he tried to prepare the special food for Babs which he himself had pre- scribed for her. While he was doing this the twins had crept out on the porch and gotten into the flower pots. When he found them they were covered with mud and he had to bathe them again. The next thing he did was to burn up the special food and then he was really angry but the only consolation he got from Miss -lones was Oh! don't mind a little thing like that. Think what your nzotlzfr didf' By this time it was ten o'clock, and the door opened, letting Mrs. Knowles in. Seeing the doctor there minus his coat and collar. and his hair rather mussed, she asked what the trouble was. He told her to get two extra nurses immedi- ately to help Miss Jones or else come and help Miss Jones herself. She was rather surprised at his rudeness but hurried away to do his bidding and in less than an hour's time two nurses were installed in the babies ward in River- side hospital. y Elizabeth Matchett ,23. 20 Q

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A Fish Story ISH are hsh and stories are stories and from these two, thisone is written. Days have passed since the time of Jonah, but there lived a man not so long ago who looked just like him. His hair was gray, his eyes were pale blue set in a wrinkled face. His beard, which needed trimming, hung to his waist line. This man was a fisherman and when not hshing he told the people who would listen. of the hsh that he had caught. It was a rainy day and fishing was out of the question, so we found this old fellow seated in a rickety grocery store surrounded by many other old men who were listening to his story, which ran thus: It was about a month ago that I had my greatest experience at lishing. I had just dropped my line in for a little catch. I sat on the pier with my legS crossed and smoking this same old cob pipe which I have in my mouth. XVL-ll. sir, you know it wasn't ten minutes beforekziplemy bobber went under. I got to my feet and pulled, but pull as I might, that fish seemed to pull harder. As I tried to get a better foot-hold I stumbled over my bait-bucketeeand by crackyl I went ker-splash! Yes! Sir! My pole and I went under, but I stillhung to me pipe. It was a good thing the tide was going out for that dragged me under the bridge and luckily I grabbed a pile which supported the bridge and climbed to safety. Well, I want to tell ye fellers that was some hsh. He would have measured easy ten feet let alone how much he weighed. His eyes were as big as saucers, his tail would have made a wind mill rudder look small. His son who was sitting over at the other end of the store exclaimed: 1 Oh! Dad! Was that what you were doing last night when you fell out of bed? Ifldon H. Snyder. An Unchangeable Style F all the changes made in feminine fashions and style, there is one which has not changed and never will change. The feminine race would perish if kept very long from a mirror. This holds just as true of the younger daughters of Iive as could be noticed when the If. H. S. girls had their'picture taken in front of the building. Here are some snatches of conversation. Julia, let's have my tie, I look like the dickensf' Don't take off your glasses, Mary, you look better with them on. No, not when you take a picture. Pauline took hers olff' I don,t know whether to laugh. grin or cry. tfluess I'll grinf' Helen, does my hair look alright? Yes, lovely, how about mine? Zl I I