San Francisco Hospital School of Nursing - Cap and Seal Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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investigated. There on a soap box, was Elsie Larsen SiViUg H SDGCCI1 On- Why I am ritght and the world's all wrongf' They pushed over to the front of the crowd - t them the and Miss Larsen recognized her former classmates and arranged to mee next day at the Palace Hotel. . After the long trip, they found it necessary to make appointments at the Beauty Parlor. Miss Lester selected an exclusive shop on 24th Street. They were greatly astonished to find Mme. Yvonne Petit fthe owner of the parlorl was none other than our beautiful Betty Mallick. It seems, after mysteriously losing her sixth husband, she still found it necessary to work. The next day they reached their dear Alma Mater. They were graciously received by the Superintendent of Nurses, Miss Katherine Maier, Cwho had made quite a name for herself in the Nursing VVorldJ. Through her they learned that Mrs. Myrtle Taylor was living in San Francisco and successfully raising a family of five children. The dav was spent planning the re-union. VVhen evening came they went to the Nurses: Home. Their grief can be imagined when they heard that Doss and Velasquez were still struggling with their Public Health course at the University of California. While they were having their hash and custardf' Miss Maier arranged for a trip to the beach that evening. They were all happy and excited and began plans for their lunch. They decided on hot dogsv and coffee. Approaching a very attractive lunch stand at the beach they received another surprise!!! Who should be behind the counter but Crooks,, and Keenan -who were all smiles when they saw 'fthe old gang. They explained that nursing was too confining, so they had taken up this business, in order to be near the salt sea breezes. Upon their arrival at home a Western Union messenger met them, handing Miss Maier a telegram, reading as follows: Coming by aeroplane. Larisen-Bernierf' Miss Maier explained that Miss Bernier was cook for a large lumber camp near Eureka, and was soon to be married to the camp foreman. Miss Larison, who was always a daredevil, had taken up flying and was now the most heralded aviatrix in America. The next morning, craving Limburger cheese, the group went into a delicates- sen store. A thin, emaciated woman came out to wait on them. Her face seemed familiar, but they could not place her. Then a twinkle came to her eye as she burst out: Well-if it isntt the old bunch! They then knew it was Claxton, herself. There was only one missing member of our class. No one seemed to know where this missing member was or what she was doing, but still had hopes she would keep her promise and appear from somewhere. That night they planned a theatre party. 'They all gathered in front of the home and taxied down to the Bryant Theatre on 24th Street, Chaving bought out the place for the night and liberally supplied themselves with peanuts and all-day suckcrsl. The picture was thrilling! The music was always out of keeping and the fleas were still active. Then came the hit', of the evening! Mme. Spago-etel-ina Reicheriski was to entertain by singing: Six o'Clock in the Morningu fl-013 ffwhv I Am Always Late, by Cabarchelli. She stepped out-the place was still ans death fsave for the crunching of peanut shells under their feet!-her oolden voice shook the building!!! Where had they heard that voice before? It rgcalled E11i1E2JC:g34geifi5?g?:1g days. Yes, they had found the only missing member.- The class was re-united-What a hilarious time the ' 1 . 1 1 - 1, V GL was awakened by a loud knock and a shrill voice callinglftixiied l?!,'ml mb than I Classmates, are you all glad it was a dream? PIELENA I-Inurnns. 0 c I .,:.. 1 w7ysf.:' Page 28

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Class Prophecy HE ambitious class of 1926, last New Year's night, decided to have a grand re-union in May, ten years hence. So excited did everyone become, and . . . such exceptional plans were made, that later I dreamed of the future of my classmates and their proposed re-union: Marie Brodowsky in far away China doing welfare work was, naturally the first to start toward San Francisco. She had not gone far, when to her great sur- prise, she walked into the arms of her little Russian classmates, Kusmine and Kobanchenco, who were conducting an insane asylum in China thaving enjoyed their VVard R training so much under Miss Hebardb. What a pleasant journey they had before them-and especially did they look forward to their short stop at Tahiti. Lo and behold! The first person they saw when they anchored there was their good old friend, Jessie Stuart! They all talked at once. Miss Stuart told them she was engaged by the Government to tour the Islands, giving lectures on First Aid and Public Sanitation. Her course at the University of California had made her a success. One would think girls successful in their profession would give little thought to affairs of the heart, but Cupid would not be slighted. It seems our dear Marie Brodowsky twhom we thought immune to the affections of menl had fallen vio- lently in love with a prosperous Chinese surgeon-and Matrona Kobanchenco had succumbed to the attentions of the handsomest Prince in China, while Marie Kusmine had stuck to her own people and soon was to marry a banished Russian nobleman. Eliza Stuart having been disappointed in love in the year 1926, had turned all her thoughts to her profession. When these four young women landed in San Francisco-who should come bumping along in a one-lunged flivver from far off Minnesota, but our own dear class president, Mrs. Ole Olson, tnee Helena Heutersj, married to an econ- omical farmer, who recently had come over from Norway. With her was Ange- line Tipton. It seems when she arrived in New Mexico, on her way west, she decided to stay all night at Middletown. Early the next morning she glanced through the weekly paper, The Middletown Spade. To her surprise she dis- covered the Editor was Angelina Tipton! Helena lost no time in locating the editor, but hardly recognized her. From our happy-go-lucky Tippie,' to a snappy-eyed business woman was indeed a great change. But her heart was still warm for she decided to leave all her business in the hands of her assistants fthe porter and errand boyl while she attended the re-union. Their next stop was in Tucson, Arizona, where they were to pick up their old friend, Julia Kurtz. Arriving at the home of her mother, they were instructed to go to a ranch thirty-six miles south of town and inquire for a Mrs. Lovenest. Wlhen they finally found the place they were horrified to see Julia on the wildest bronco in the state and seemingly master of the situation. Sitting on the fence was a person they came to know as Mr. Lovenest. Beside him were two little Lovenests, who looked exactly like their mother. Julia delightfully arranged to join her friends enroute for the re-union. At the end of the two uneventful days, the three arrived in Los Angeles. That evening, while looking through the society news, Mrs. Olson twho was always in- terested in that sectionl gave a little gasp and handed the paper to the others. There, staring them in the face, was a picture of Miss Helen Hunn-now Mrs. Percy Ford-the leader of the most exclusive social set. They argued as to whether it would be the wisest thing to call upon Mrs. Ford tfearing that she might not care to recognize her social inferiorsl but they finally agreed that to telephone her would do no harm. So they called her. She was overwhelmed with pleasure, and immediately made preparations for their entertainment. She also promised to join them in San Francisco. The next day they drove out to the Skyhigh Movie Studios, at Hollywood, where they saw the famous Dawna Day talias Vivian Lester? playing the star role in The New Carpet. When she saw her friends she gave a shriek of delight and rushed out to meet them. She gratefully accepted Mrs. Olsonis invitation to go with thm. While crossing the Ferry, between Oakland and San Francisco, they noticed that a large crowd had gathered in one corner of the boat. Being curious, they Page 27

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