Henry Ford Hospital School of Nursing - Sonah Yearbook (Detroit, MI)

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ll ' SONAH-27 I 'H , So .we went to see the Hindu and after some delay Cbecause we hadn't made an appointment in advancej, we entered a darkened room filled with incense. Seating ourselves around a small table on the center of which stood a crystal globe, we awaited the whim of the fates QQ. As we gazed into the globe it became cloudedg thicker and thicker they piled and Hnally faded away, leaving a motley scene before us of offices, fac, tories, cities, homes, the countryside and fragments of all manner of life. Gradually this, too, faded and things assumed more definite shapes. All over the country we saw groups of women discussing a very important question. Upon looking closer we could even hear what they had to say: HI nominate Miss Faye Hawley. She has done remarkable work in the past two years and is quite deserving of the trip as well as an extended vacation. Apparently this met with wide approval and Miss Hawley was elected to be sent as one of the delegates to Peking to represent the nurses of the Wayne County Association. From all the groups we saw the names of the graduates of the Class of '27 outstanding. Among those to be sent as delegates were: Lavesta Mick, Henrietta Gosen, Clara Nagel, Ruth Anne Milligan, Edna Mary Bailey and Guitenna Godfred. In a rudely built hut, on a crude stage, we saw entertaining numerous convalescents of all ages, a little bluefeyed girl with a merry smile and barrels of pep. Her many inter- pretations were met with great hilarity and she was given encore after encore. Finally she sang to them. The words seemed strangely familiar-i'We gather together-, and on looking closer we perceived that our little entertainer was none other than Mildred MacQueen. Passing through the group was a girl in green and white serving tea. This proved to be Beatrice Cunningham. Away againfon sea-Q. A group of merrymakers on the upper deck of a floating palace in the midst of which appeared Anne Thompson Know Secretary of the Interf national Nurses Association, and Dorothy Van Vliet amusing the crowd. Later the hostess appeared in the form of Dorothy MacKay and with her was Madeline Hendershot. QRemember the pictures of Miss MacKay's wedding in the Society columns?j In a large hospital in a midwestern city we heard: 'LWill you please call Miss Cranf dall? Turning, we saw Ella Cleland, Superintendent of Nurses, giving the order to a secretary. Upon Rena's appearance in the oihce and the dismissal of the secretary, Ella turned to Rena, saying: What do you think? I've managed to get Louise Stewart to take charge of the Obsterical Department and Lucille Pratt is coming back to take charge of the Operating Room. That leaves you in charge of the Clinics. Isn't that line? Yes, indeed! Marion Hadwin certainly upset things when she decided to leave so suddenly. I hope she'll like her new position as Superintendent of Nurses at the General. And Regina Truckey certainly gave me a blow when she announced the fact that she was to be married and was leaving at once. far rr 37

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YJ .f,. ll se soNAH-27 I Nl Class Prophecy, '27 T WAS a glorious Spring day and I had just arrived in a strange city far away from home, and as far as I knew, far away from anyone I ever had known. But on such a day thought I, one should not keep appointments which are stupid things at best. While debating just what to do a young woman passed who looked familiar, however, I could not place her. Taking a seat not far away she picked up a magazine and began to read in a rather abstract manner. After watching her a few minutes I decided that I knew her and so walking up to her rather deliberately, I ventured to speak: I beg your pardon, but aren't-Why, Evangeline Wood! What are you doing here? Why hello! You're quite a stranger, too, aren't you? I'm waiting for Dr. Leslie, who has asked me to go on a case of his for a few days. In fact, I believe it's a little boy of Vida Erickson's. I didn't care to as I'm only in town for a few more days. You see, I'm on a vacation. I've been working at a Red Cross station in Colon but when I heard that it was an old classmate of mine, I simply couldn't refuse. I suppose you know that Dorothy Newton is Mrs. Leslie? just then a beautiful limousine drove up and Dr. Leslie stepped out. After the introductions were over I was invited to join them. Dr. Leslie stated that Dorothy had quite a surprise in store for us, so I promptly forgot my appointment and accompanied them. Indeed, Dot did have a surprise in store for us-more than one in fact. When we arrived we found Margaret Stillman pouring out her stream of woe regarding the perverf sity of children in general, particularly children in the city of New York, and still more particularly that of their mothers. She was just on the verge of resigning Cfor the hundred and eleventh timej her position as head of school nurses in that city. When you calm down enough I'll ask you something. Do you remember just about tive years ago today? Weren't we excited and thrilled? Did any of us ever dream of being just where we are now? Wouldn't it be fun if we could see all the girls and just what they're doing right now? L'Well, girls, I just couldn't go to Alumna this year. I wanted to badly enough, but how can onegu. This from Margaret. Never mind all that now. We've heard it once and I've heard it a dozen times. Don't spoil the day, came Dot's rejoinder. Up spake Evangeline: 'iGirls, I understand there's a famous Hindu mystic in town for the weekg maybe he can help us. He's a crystalfgazerf' L'Why go to a crystalfgazer when we have plenty of that in the house, in fact, more than I know what to do with half the time. Besides, that costs money. This brilliant remark from Dot. ,fl6gi7 :,a-..a.-X N 36

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.,, . o - X J s NAH 27mg gli g -2. Leaving the two girls there we found ourselves in a large railway terminal. Among the crowd we discerned two girls chattering quite excitedly. Why, Pearl Pierce! What are you doing here? Lilas Doyle! What a surprise. I never expected to find anyone I knew here. Where are you going? uCh, I'm on my way to Michigan to attend Jennie May Boyne's wedding. I met Kats Scarth on the train coming in. She is traveling for some insurance company. Checks up on their clinics. She told me that Crlou Bailey had charge of one of their largest. i'Really? Do you know, I haven't heard from Orlou for ages. By the way, do you know that Marguerite Gibson lives here and is in charge of the delivery room at the LyingfIn Hospital, or that Dorothy Moloney is married to a wealthy doctor and is making this her home, also? Where am I going? Oh, my husband has been transferred to New Orleans and I'm on my way to join him there. There's my train being called now. Goodfbye! Give my love to any of the girls you meet. In a magnihcent suite of offices- Is the Doctor in? Why, Peg Euler! What are you doing here? I thought you were married? L'Gertrude Smith! Of all people! Yes, I'm married, but you see the secretary was called out of town suddenly and the nurse is on her vacation so I had to come down to take charge of the office. I thought you were in Colorado. 'LOh, I gave that up. Kathleen Hawken is taking my place. By the way, I hear that Eleanor Portwood is in town and is delivering a lecture at the Woman's Club. Are you going to hear her? Wouldn't miss it. Let's go together. Do you remember Marty Rufli? She just married a Doctor from Bellevue and now they are on their wedding trip. The last I heard was a cablegram from Calcutta. And I just read that Minnie Friesch has taken charge of a contagion hospital. She'll be in the height of her glory. Can't you just see her? She always was washing her hands in a spare moment or else sitting in her bath. Wonder what she'll do now? Oh, yes, Helen Solem is back from the Philippines where she has been working in a Government hospital for the past three years, so she'll join us tonight. In a homey little apartment presiding at the dinner table sat Esther Wilner with Marguerite Steinaway as a guest. L'One or two lumps, Peg? I haven't seen you for years. Why don't you stay in a real man's town for a while? Ever see any of the girls on your jaunts? Say, did you know that Ethel Johnston has been in charge of the V. N. A. here? At present she and George are taking a rather belated honeymoon in the South. Isn't that lovely? Bet you can't imagine where I found Gladys Drohn-in South .yziaf 'fC It - x Y. 38