St Anthonys School of Nursing - Acorn Yearbook (Oklahoma City, OK)

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or rare, with or without onions, or any other desired characteristics peculiar to hamburgers. We leave it to your imagination whether Sister Pancratia breaks up this little party. . As she enters C 21, she can't believe her eyes, for all three Carson, Muller, and Fiegener, are actually in their room. Another shock!-the radio isn't on. My, what good girls! H In room C 23 she opens the door cautiously, expecting the worst. Whoops! She almost got it, as the shoe barely missed her, landing peacefully in the fountain. After regaining her balance, she scans the room, noticing that Fiestel and I-Iinson are looking awfully innocent. But remember, Seeing is not believingf, In one corner of the room, apparently not even interested in this little fray, sit the Warren twins discussing cake recipes with Hardwick. We again leave you to your imagination. She usually knows what she will see as she opens the door of C 25. Sure enough, there's Fitzie', in bed, propped up reading a magazine. We won't mention the title here, but the publisher is well known. Where,s your roommates, Miss Fitzpatrick? Why, Sister, you know Miss Kustersteffen has been on night duty for three weeks, 'KOh, that's right, well good nightll' Good night, Sister. Next door she finds Reardon creating another new hairdo for I-Iudson. And Dugger is definitely being ignored in her frequent outbursts of ecstasy as she reads of AristotIe,s adventures in philosophy. She finds a blackout in the corner room, but isn't alarmed, however, for she expects to see the occupants in room C 22. Sure enough, there are Adolph, I-Iau, Willard, Iohnston, and I-Ianey, eating popcorn and chattering about nothing in general. Doesn,t take long to scatter them. With one more pleasant, K'Good night, girlsf' Sister steps into the elevator, and is gone to continue the rounds on second floor. M. FITZPATRICK AND E. CLAPPER. Senior: Do you think I'm crazy? Probationer: I don!t know but I'1l find out. Patient: I can,t eat this soup. Probationer: Sorry, I'll call a Iuniorf' Patient Qto Iuniorj: This soup, I can't eat itf' Iunior: I,ll take care of it an once. Call the supervisor. Patient Qto Supervisory: I-IeIp! I can,t eat this soupf' Supervisor: What's the matter with it?', Patient: No spoon! Professor: Did you write this unaided? Hardwick: I did, every line of itf' Professor: Then Fm very pleased to meet you, Lord Tennyson. I thought you died years agof, Mrs. Scott: ':C1ive me an example of paradoxf, Bourbonnais: Dr. Starry and Dr. Esk- ridgef, Tidwell: Mn1mmm, but that popcorn has a heavenly smell. I-Ie: I-Iasn't it? I'll drive a little closer. Morrow Qto Lanig stretched out on the floorj: Are you a contort1on1st?!' Lanig: No. Morrow: '!Well, then, you have a broken 7, arm. 'lAre the hot irons ready?H Yes, Master, red hot!I' Is the oil bo1l1ng?,' Yes, Master, searing!', U . . . . . Is the victim tied securely in the massive chair?w Yes, Master, she cannot moveln I-Ias the shroud been ut around her? P Yes, Master, I-Ieh, heh, heh! HO. K. Then-give her the 31.50 perma- nent. Mr. McLaughlin: There are an awful lot of girls who donlt want to get marriedf' Mr. Tullius: 'LI-Iow do you know?H Mr. McLaughlin: L'I've asked 'em.U Dr. Devaney: 'LWhy did you drink that stuff? Didn't you see the word poison? Patient: Yassuh, but right under it say 'I.ye,' so I think somebody is kiddingf, Dr. Sutton: 'KWho laid out this city?,' Mr. Tullius: Nobody, it ain't quite dead yet. Ring around the bathtub, Fourteen inches high, Five and twenty girls, All as sore as I. When the door is opened, The one that leaves a ring Is going to be as sad a sight, As the guy who used to sing!

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