Massachusetts General Hospital School of Nursing - Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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e:leanor batchelder davis “ Eleanor ’ 70 Standley Street, BEVERLY, MASS. “She can stand anything, even McLean ” Occasionally we have disproved the statement that “still waters run deep,” but in Eleanor we find the proverb amply upheld. She never says much on duty, but we would need a speedometer to register her off-duty conversation. There is no one we would rather see appearing on a hectic ward than she, and yet we never sense any commotion. Things “just get done” with her around. As for technique we suggest, after ward 10, the awarding of a heavy brass medal for absolute perfection. Eleanor is so enthusiastic about it that in her blue prints for her home-to-be she has the nursery all divided into cubicles. She is also one of our daring valiants who braved the terrors of McLean, and really liked it. Of course she came back with only a bib strap, two cuff buttons, and a safety pin left of all her uniforms but being a good sport, she only went to the sewing room for new things. We fear we should not have been so philo- sophical. We shan’t be at all surprised to have Eleanor the president of all our national organizations within two years. Page twenty-seven 1 9 2 8

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“ She has risen above us — nearly six feet. ' “Hi kids! How goes it?” One uninitiated into our midst might be in dread of a hurricane breezing in, but it is only Helen Coghlan. Her entrance always reminds one of a football team rushing out upon the field. She radiates good- will and enthusiasm. Ordinarily she is the best-natured soul on earth, but just look out when a storm strikes. Make as quick an exit as possible, head for the nearest retreat. Verily, she is fearful in her wrath. Everyone from the tiniest probationer upward shudders. We have heard that one visiting man crawled under the bed of a patient by way of escape, although that may be an exaggera- tion. A better friend has no one, and yet her enemies would have our deepest pity. To tell the truth, we don ' t believe she will ever have any. Page twenty-six 19 2 8

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HELEN CORNELIA EPLER ‘ Everyone likes her. for everything strikes her as humorous “To be a philosopher is not merely to have subtle thoughts, nor even to have found a school, but so to love wisdom as to live, according to its dictates, a life of simplicity, independence, magnanimity and trust.”— Thoreau. Thus we have little Helen, who looks on all life’s problems as merely amus- ing. A life to be lived for God, Country and Yale. Yea, even to utter disgust for Harvard and Mencken! Many and varied are her accomplishments. achting is not the least of these fields of endeavor. Singing, carefree and happy — to her life is laughter and song. When you hear the notes of ' ' Brighten the Corner Where You Are” (she has a lovely voice) drifting through the transoms, you can prepare to welcome Epler. A fac-simile of Ichabod Crane, apparently reserved, but with an irresistible charm of personality and firmness of purpose that makes her do well whatever she does, presages for her success in her profession. Page twenty-eight 1 9 2 8