Morningside Hospital School of Nursing (Tulsa, OK)

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MODERN AS YOUTH O Within the space of a score of years, the scope ol Southwestern Engraving Company has increased from the parent plant in Fort Worth to an organiza- tion ol nine plants. Q pioneering the lield in the introduction of modernistic art, a personal service bureau composed ol Former college annual editors and managers, the budget and dummy system, and field service men, the name Hgouthvvesternll has be- come synonymous with art motils that are distinctive, an understanding, helplul ll , , ll service, and printing plates that print right. E SOUTHWESTERN ENGRAVING COMPANY FORT WORTH TULSA ATLANTA DALLAS HOUSTON SAN ANTONIO BEAUMONT AMARILLO WTCHITA FALLS ,p o w Nlany nevvstalils turn each year to SWECQ'S m i corps of artists, personalized service, and en- graving technicians For fresh ideas, nevver layouts, and modern methods in year hool4 production. I :A V ' X

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PLACEBO Miss Bailey: I see in the evening paper that the doctors have discovered a new disease. Miss Hughes: For the love of Mike, throw the paper away before Gibby Gault sees it. MI seem to have run out of gas, he said and muttered to himself, Heres where I do some fast work. The girls face, small and white, was turned up to his. her eyes glowing diz- zily from beneath heavy lids, her head swam. Her red lips were parted and she sighed faintly, slowly he bent over her. He was her anesthetist. In diabetics lab:-Miss Louise Hall, Say. Miss Cramsy that apple I ate had a worm in it, and I ate it too. Miss Cramsy: 'fWhat? Here drink this water and wash it down. But Miss Hall only shook her head, Aw, let 'im walk down. Bernice Bunch: If you eat more cake, you'll burst. Frankie Bunch: Well give me your piece and get out of the way. Convalescent Patient tWearilyl: You may send your bill any day now. Dr. Northrup: Tut, tut, you're not strong enough yet. Miss Page: Had an awful explosion down at Chemistry lab tonight, Help, help, cried timit Mary Emma as she ran through the field of daisies and morning-glories toward her escortfl UWhy, what are you afraid of? f'Oh, jim, dear, the flowers are so wildfl Dr. Bradley: HNOW I realize and I want you to realize that all of us are not cut out for nurses. Now look at Miss Conner over there with the beautifully painted lips. I think she would make a good hockey player. Miss Conner: Hows that? Dr. Bradley: So clever with the stick work. Miss Arbuthnot: t'When did Florence Nightingale die? Miss Provorse: Why, I dont know, Miss Arbuthnot, I think about the third chapter. Miss Hughes' idea of a soft job is that of assisting a florist to pick flowers off the century plant. Mrs. O'Brien had forgotten the stu- dents name but not willing to admit it said: Is your name spelled with an 'A' or an The students astonished answer, Why, Mrs. OBrien, my name is Hall. Miss Sibley: Hows that? l . . Miss Page: A smile lit up Miss Bar' l M155 Dlimahue' Bhfdpatterson' nett's face and the p.iwder went off. many errlwmelerb 1 you break' Miss Zicketoosez One and a half. Miss Lingo: I wish to ask a question X 1- tiiiveiilx' Miss Hawks: What makes you order rules- LPM we-uwhe I C I l ice cream for the tirst course and soup r ry - r r 1 ' 1 -vw . iss IIIUO. at is nay ,rar e. N for the last? ' Y U A I l Miss Gault: Well, my stomach is up- MV5- UBFIGHI HEY? YQQ any 630159 , set, so I eat my meals backwards, to offer for such laziness? Miss F. Brown: None that will work. Y e ' Miss Arhuthnot: Now Miss Arthur Bliss 'j'huf51,,n5 --Migg Kennedy, there I when youtget out of training what kind is something preying on my mind. Of 3 IJOSIUUU Wlluld YUU like? Miss Flemming: It will soon be Miss Arthur: As nearly horizontal as starved. I possible. 1 9 3 1 do Z E loo jj .5 fi ,. , - 'B - -,,,4.,,,g, V , f . 3.

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U the devoted guardians of the sacred flame, Gfwhich. once extinguished, lighteth not again, we dedicate this Page. Q F McCormick- Armstrong Co. Printers of PLACEBO, 1931 TULSA 1' D WICHITA S