St Boniface School of Nursing - Estole Fideles Yearbook (St Boniface, Manitoba Canada)

Text from Pages 1 - 82 of the 1942 volume:

Us By fW Qnx ducUui Qla i. of the St. jSo CCC Scluiol o the Graduates of 1942, dedicate these pages to the youth of today, with the sin¬ cere hope for a war-free future. O4je4juo l To the Members of the Graduating Class, 1942, St. Boniface Student Nurses, St. Boniface Hospital, Winnipeg, Manitoba. are now completing several years of very trying and difficult work. You have sacri¬ ficed a great deal; but in doing so you have fitted yourselves for responsibilities, and I know that each one of you is now ready to accept her full share. The war will offer you many opportunities for service which are interesting and will be of real importance. Not all of you will be in a position to accept such responsibilities, however, civilian life will offer you great opportunities as well. Which¬ ever you decide to accept, I am sure that the energy with which you have completed your under-graduate years will carry you through with honour to yourselves and to your school. As you prepare to leave your school, may I as Chairman of the Staff Executive of St. Boniface Hospital, convey to you from all members of the staff our very best wishes for your success. C. R. Rice, M.D., C.M., President of Staff Executive. 4 jf xun Ou i Suie Most Sincere Congratulations to the 1942 Graduating Class “Tl TEN do not light a candle to put it under a bushel but upon a candlestick, that it may shine to all that are in the house. So let your light shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your Father who is in Heaven.” And so, my dear Nurses, as you enter a career of devotedness to suffering humanity, remember that your life must stand out like a beacon, bringing hope and joy to all. those coming near you. Be worthy of your noble profession and God will bless you! Sister L. Breux, S.G.M., R.N., B.A., Superintendent and Superior. To the Members of the Graduating Class 4 T the present moment the most fascinating subject of your thoughts is the future—your future. What will it be? You have striven to prepare yourselves for the duties and obligations that await you. How well you have succeeded, the years alone will tell. Whatever problems shall arise, whatever difficulties confront you, may you always have the courage of your convictions and faith in God that is so essen¬ tial if you are to attain your ideal. “The Charity of Christ urgeth us,” is the motto of the in¬ stitution which has nurtured you for the last three years. May it be yours also as you begin your professional life, for this w ar-weary world has much need of it. May all whom you serve find in you this charity, as well as science and skill, is the wish of your Alma Mater as it regretfully bids you, “Farewell.” Sr. Delia Clermont, S.G.M., R.N., B.S., Superintendent of Nurses. 5 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chiej _ Associate Editor ... Advertising Managers Business Manager _ Art Editor _ Photography _ Humor _ Poetry _ Circulation _ _E. Taylor . D. Bingham I M. J. Rogal j A. Kessler _S. Derksen _M- Geenen I A. Kittleson 1 T. Rollefson i H. Howson ] L. Ottley ( J. Dixon I M. Snyder ) P. McAlister j R. Adams STUDENT COUNCIL Honorary President President _ Vice-President _ Secretary _ President, 2nd Year Secretary, 2nd Year President, 1st Year .. Secretary, 1st Year Sister D. Clermont -- __E. Taylor .. C. Lazenby ..R. Adams -M. Gibson _ A. Tingley .. J- Lanthier - G. Hutchison 6 CJUto Ual W ITH Graduation and the publication of this book, the curtain falls on the last scene of our days as student nurses. We are now standing on the threshold of new inter¬ ests, new learning and new adventure. With the world as it is today, torn by war, it is not into a “gay valley of adventure” that we are looking; but there are many paths through the valley—may we take the one to which we are individually most suited. Because, as nurses, we are able to play an im¬ portant role in the lives of people— we are necessary to assist in maintaining the health and happiness of communities. Let us not lose sight of our goal in life, and with courage, we shall succeed in fulfilling our ambitions. The past year has been for us a very busy one, into which we have crowded the formation of a Student Council and a School Fund. Also, for the first time we had our own Christmas Greeting Cards printed. All of these undertakings have proven successful, and I sincerely hope that they shall be carried on in the future. Too, I am anxious that the publication of a Year Book be continued. We have learned how much we can accomplish if we only try. If we want our training days to be interesting, to be happy memories, we must make them so. We must co¬ operate to be successful—if you cannot be a cog in the wheel do not be a rock in its pathway. So the very best of luck in all future endeavors. I wish to express my sincere thanks ta all who have assisted with the publication of this book: to those who con¬ tributed articles and other material; to Sister Clermont for her constant interest and ever ready assistance; to Miss Rogal for her untiring efforts in the advertising field, and to every¬ one who helped her; to the Editorial Staff; and to our typists. Miss Snyder, Miss Geenen, and Miss Ottley. We also wish to thank all those whose financial support has made this book possible. ELVA TAYLOR. 7 OUR DOCTORS tfl O ”3 Ox c S cc O u a a re CO ’ m w . .H OiX) . c y CO c c 5 o re o 1 Wo’ iu .s5 o| ' CU3 ;- Xi 5 ® go £m T!! • coz flj . re re ' rt ‘=’ re ® . .Q . o c S ' re 3 BO X . ■ Wc • ' f ' .w y ' W k-N ! re u . ; . ' O ■ : ?0 t_‘ C q; , 7 c o I? «ld 8 Sta %ocian4. MEDICINE: Dr. J. D. Adamson Dr. D. S. McEwen Dr. J. C. Hossack Dr. A. Hollenberg Dr. I. Pearlman DERMATOLOGY: Dr. G. Bedford Dr. G. Brock PEDIATRICS: Dr. G. Shapera Dr. N. Book SURGERY: Dr. O. S. Waugh Dr. A. C. Abbott Dr. A. T. Gowron Dr. A. M. Goodwin Dr. R. O. Burrell Dr. D. F. McIntyre E. E. N. T.: Dr. C. M. Clare Dr. D. Genoff PROCTOLOGY: DR. J. Bourgouin ORTHOPAEDICS: UROLOGY: Dr. A. P. MacKinnon Dr. J. Bourgouin Dr. K. C. McGibbon Dr. E. Stephenson GYNAECOLOGY: Dr. J. D. McQueen Dr. C. R. Rice Dr. E. Stewart Dr. W. F. Abbott Dr. M. Rady OBSTETRICS: Dr. S. Kobrinsky Dr. H. Guyot RADIOLOGY: Dr. D. Wheeler Dr. A. McCulloch Dr. F. Stuart ANAESTHETISTS: Dr. I. H. Davidson Dr. J. Nylander Dr. R. L. Howden Dr. V. F. Bachinsky V. D.: Dr. K. Backman DENTISTS: O. P. D.: Dr. W. A. Weir Dr. J. Graf Dr. M. J. Averback Dr. D. Black PATHOLOGIST: Dr. J. Prendergast Qn iAatun Heaven is not reached at a single bound; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit, round by round. I count this thing to be grandly true: That a noble deed is a step towards God ,— Lifting the soul from the common clod To a purer air and a broader view. We rise by the things that are under feet; By what we have mastered of good and gain; By the pride deposed and the passion slain. And the vanquished ills that we hourly meet. We hope, we aspire, we resolve, we trust. When the morning calls us to life and light, But our hearts grow weary, and, ere the night. Our lives are trailing the sordid dust. We hope, we resolve, we aspire, we pray. And we think that we mount the air on wings Beyond the recall of sensual things. While our feet still cling to the heavy clay. Wings for the angels, but feet for m.en! We may borrow the wings to find the way — We may hope, and resolve, and aspire, and pray But our feet must rise, or we fall again. Only in dreams is a ladder thrown From the weary earth to the sapphire walls; But the dreams depart, and the vision falls. And the sleeper wakes on his pillow of stone. Heaven is not reached at a single bound; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies. And we mount to its summit, round by round. J. G. Holland. JUe lo ience Pled SOLEMNLY pledge myself before God, and in the presence of this assembly, to pass my life in purity and to practice my profession faith¬ fully. I will abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous, and will not take or knowingly administer any harmful drug. I will do all in my power to elevate the stand¬ ard of my profession, and will hold in confidence all personal matters committed to my keeping, and all family affairs coming to my knowledge, in the practice of my calling. With loyalty will I endeavor to aid the phy¬ sician in his work, and devote myself to the wel¬ fare of those committed to my care. THE NURSES’ RESIDENCE 11 CHRISTINA BARR Oak River, Man. Miss Barr is from Oak River, A pleasant sort is she; As good a friend as ever Anyone could be. V ♦ DOROTHY BINGHAM Pilot Mound, Man. She’s capable and efficient, She’s jolly and she’s kind; As a nurse, a friend, a worker. No better will you find. Graduates MAE CREELMAN Kenora, Ont. She loves the music of the tea pot. She loves the music of the spout; But the music in her fingers Makes us pleased when she’s about. LORRAINE DIERKER CUDWORTH, SaSK. A bonny fair maiden. As blithe as can be; With her graceful carriage So charming is she. JOAN DIXON Pine Falls, Man. From Pine Falls comes “Dickie,” So pleasant, so gay; Who labors with pins To make those curls stay. of ' 42 ADELINE KESSLER Pangman, Sask. She’s witty, she’s jolly, She’s clever ’tis true; Talking with her eyes Is what she can do. HAZEL HOWSON Quill Lake, Sask. For speed you can’t beat This tall slim lass. For under her feet There grows no grass. i IDA HEWITT Victoria, B. C. A tenant of five-twenty. Though seldom in you’ll find; It’s open house to everyone. So call at any time. HELEN GIESBRECHT Winnipeg, Man. A good friend in trouble, A worker true blue, A helper when needed, A kind one all through. MAE DROBOT Watrous, Sask. From near Manitou waters, ’Way out in the West, Comes our little Mae Drobot Who’s one of the best. f Patient’s Name I. M. Sick Doctor_ Fixum-quick Ward„_..J Can Admitted_ March 7 39 Case No_ May, ’42 NAME Food Medicine Treatment REMARKS Barr _Chocolate bars ..Foot treatments . Bingham -Boxes from home.Soda Bicarb._ Creelman _Kik _____Soft music .— Dierker -Cokes .-Picture shows .. Dixon _Ginger Ale Rx hair oil and curlers —.. Prolonged holidays with feet on satin cushions. Always wondering if plaster cans are full enough. Found—at the piano. Is that golden glow a halo? ..Dierker’s voice ringing in her ears, “Dixon, hurry up.” Minus calories _Dancing .... Uniforms catch her eye. Home cooked _ Alcohol foot rubs _More special training! Cokes, sandwiches ....Bile beans, sinapisms A weary lass. Milk __Sleep _Motto—“Never be serious.” Anything handy . Remodelling _Argument is the spice of life. Navy beans ..Salt sea air_Occasional outings in grey limousine. Kozak _Bird-like appetite . Laughing gas _That graceful air is hers. Lazenby _Reducing diet _Hot a.m. baths, vio¬ lent exercises ..Lonely mysterious pilgrim¬ ages. Lylyk _Prefers not to _ Phenobarb, soneryl .Never sleeps, bears up well. Linn _Lunch at Waldorf . Sulphathiozole ...Working hard till Dr. McEwen catches up to her. Marchand _Cokes __Conversation _Time passes more quickly with company. Moffitt .— Orange peel..Ozonol __“Laugh and the World Laughs With You.” Drobot _ Giesbrecht _ Hewitt _ Howson _ Kessler _ Kittleson_ McAlister ....Peanut butter and syrup __World conditions . B. P- rises on Bronchoscopy day. Sexton -Anything sweet-Sleep _If late, will be there soon. Taylor _Chocolate bars..A book __Will you loan me something to read? Weber -As necessary _Dates _She’s on the phone again. YAREMKEWiCHPeanuts ...Sun treatments in Peanut Park_Drugstore complexion unnecessary. 16 N44 Uje l ' Rfica Patient’s Name _ Wera Big Class Doctor _ Canya Standus Ward _We Can’t Adaiitted_ Sept. 7 39 Case No _ May, ’42 NAME Food Medicine Treatment REMARKS Adams . ....Chocolates _ ...Measle routine _ Unable to stay to diet. 8-hour day—16 hours sleep. Bradshaw Cokes and bars _ Soneryl _ Creech Chicken, bananas Ann, Wyn, frequently and time to eat. Her brother is here again. Derksen Shepherd’s pie _ P. G. on Joan D’Arc . Delights in parties after 10. Geenen . -.-Peanut butter . P. G. in medical art..... Loves tennis and walking. Harder Susies —Doesn’t need any _ Has ideas about everything. Ideal stretcher pusher. Landry _ Lawson —Chicken legs _ ....Crackers _ —Spectacles .... ...Foot baths, served Lepinski . -.-Steak and chips . daily, a la salt _ Book of poetry _ Loves her bed. “Coca-Cola hits the spot.” Macnab .... _Peppermints _ A jaunt to the coun- Ottley .. try once a year_ _Cookies—by express Rx hair tonic _ Appears quiet, but her droll humor betrays her. “Mutter, mutter, fuss. Prested .... — Home-cooked_ Bicycle rides, p.r n_ fume.”—Little Joe the rambler. She loves arguments. We Raabel . ...Danish pastry _ .... Benzedrine Sulphate all like her. Complains of persistent Rogal _ - Roast chicken Frnssts insomnia. .Roller-skating—and, is she Rollefson .— Ice cream Haliver oil capsules a travelling salesman! She has a riding habit—if Snyder . - Sandwiches, dill pickles _ ... More plaster casts —. she only had a horse! “Snolly, the nightingale.” Taylor _ -—Tomato juice -.. Rx Pep Reviver, Complains, to no avail. frequently _ Desires less work, more time to talk. Tremblay Milk shakes _A diet of any kind “Jeannie”— loves to go out. especially by bus. 17 PAULINE WEBER Benson, Sask. Tall and slim, Neat and trim, A popular girl Setting hearts awhirl Graduates JEAN YAREMKEWICH Fisher Branch, Man. Lighthearted and carefree is “Yammy,” Laughing all the while; Fond of eating, sleeping and dancing. Never seen without a smile. RUTH ADAMS Inglis, Man. A first class nurse is Adams, A faithful friend, ’tis true; She has time for other’s troubles. But you never find her blue. VIVIAN BRADSHAW Winnipeg, Man. Home for dinner on Sunday, Sometimes blue on Monday; A pretty good scout to have about. Whether on duty or going out. ETHEL CREECH Li.oydminster, Sask. A quiet girl seems Ethel, But full of mischief, too. She never shirks her work. Here is a nurse, true blue. GEORGINA LANDRY St. Norbert, Man. A tall blonde girl With a sense of humor, To sleep instead of study We find she would sooner. of ' 42 RHETA LAWSON Qu’Appelle, Sask. Steadfast and kind We have found her to be, “Lend a helping hand” Her motto seems to be. HELEN HARDER Winkler, Man. Justice is a virtue Employed by Helen here. When wrong’s must be righted, You’ll find our Helen there. MARY GEENEN Muenster, Sask. When there’s work to be completed Mary is the one that’s needed. At drawing, typing, sewing, painting. We find she has a first class rating. SUSAN DERKSEN Boissevain, Man. Steady and faithful, Always kind; We often wonder What’s on her mind. ANNE LEPINSKI Esterhazy, Sask. A quiet girl, we never can Learn very much about our Anne, Looking for Ethel she spends her time. Or going out to Joy’s to dine. WYNNIFRED MACNAB Winnipeg, Man. A cheery smile, A friend worth while. She’s quiet and demure; She’s full of fun. Her work’s well done. You’ll like her we feel sure. Graduates LILLIAN OTTLEY Assiniboia, Sask. Lillian is our little Scotch lass. At cutting capers she heads the class; Oh! a happy, jolly girl is Lil, She keeps us laughing fit to kill. JOY PRESTED St. Vital, Man. Diets big or diets small. She’s the girl can make them all; Counting calories all the while Has not robbed Joy of her smile. EVELYN RAABEL Pelly, Sask. Never ruffled. Never mad; Does she ever w orry? Keeps us happy With her smile. She always will be cheery. of ' 42 JEANNE TREMBLAY COURVAL, SaSK. A jolly little nurse is Jeanne, But, oh so fond of sleep¬ ing; She spends spare moments taking naps Or for the lectures keep¬ ing. ELVA TAYLOR Minnedosa, Man. Oh! Elva is our editor fair. She writes year books with great care; Our class president, too, is she, A friend to us all, this busy bee! MOLLY SNYDER Manitou, Man. Loves playing the piano. Delights to sing. Really a clever girl Does most anything. THURA ROLLEFSON Medicine Hat, Alta. Lively chatter, Antics gay; Coupled with worry Fulfils her day. 4 ' ' MARIE ROGAL Druid, Sask. One minute she’s happy. One minute she’s blue; She won’t nurse for long If what we hear’s true. SISTER A. LATREILLE St. Boniface Hospital Our class is not complete without Sister Latreille — clever, cheerful and concise. Our best wishes for her health, happiness and suc¬ cess in the future. Sa4Uito Ui44n 2 Ci By Irene E. McEwen A LTHOUGH many people are familiar with life in the Sanatorium, still the majority of the public have little conception of it. Such being the case I should like to convey to you in some measure what I think are the compensations the Tu¬ berculous patients have dur¬ ing their stay in the Sana¬ torium. “Why, I would go ‘loony’ if I had to spend months or years in bed, idle, and away from outside doings.” A remark like the above is often made by outsiders. Perhaps you think you would go “loony”—but you wouldn’t. It is surprising how quickly the days pass, if lived one at a time. Our days are full— we are not idle. There is much to be gained while “chasing cure”. A patient’s mental and physical activi¬ ties will vary, according to the individual case. The physical activities of the Sana¬ torium patient are usually quite limited. This provides an opportunity for intellec¬ tual pursuits, which in turn probably accounts for the saying that “T. B. patients become more mentally alert.” The radio supplies entertainment and contact with the outside world in news, drama, sport, music and fun. Consider the patient who, before entering the Sanatorium, is keenly interested in hockey. This interest does not have to be placed aside. On the contrary he has an equal opportunity, if not a better one than he previously had to follow games, to know who’s who and what’s what in the hockey world. This is only a small example of what the patient gains in his “spare time”. The same may hold true in other interests, such as music or news. The knowledge and pleasure derived from the radio cannot be over-emphasized. The patient who was formerly too busy to read has every chance now. The library of the Saskatoon Sanatorium, where I am at the present time a patient, alfords an excellent selec¬ tion with its contents of over two thousand volumes. Each year many of the latest books are added, which en¬ ables one to keep abreast with the current literature. Various magazines and the daily paper may be sub¬ scribed to, in addition to those provided annually by different clubs. This cultiva¬ tion of the habit of reading while in the Sanatorium will prove of value after returning to normal life. A great deal more could be said of the patient’s activities and interests. To men¬ tion only a few—there are various kinds of hand work and hobbies, such as knit¬ ting or embroidery, the keeping of diaries, budgets, and scrap-books, and of course, the writing of letters. Nor should I omit the never-failing .source of interest pro¬ vided by the other patients. The com¬ panionship of balcony life—learning to get along with your neighbours, and gaining their friendship—gives much happiness. The patients are happy. They are very much alive to what goes on around them and often their sense of humor becomes much keener, which aids greatly in making the days seem brighter. Our balconies don’t ring with laughter in a false tone— it’s pure delight in the joy and zest of living—the result of happy companionship and shared interests. Oh, of course there are “blue days” too, but it is surprising how few and far between they are. When a patient enters a Sanatorium, he temporarily feels as if the world has come to an end, but as I hope I have shown in the preceding paragraphs, he soon finds that his world rapidly re¬ expands and becomes full once more of friends, interests and pursuits, some of which may even be of greater value than those followed in his ordinary life. So—don’t pity us “cure-chasers” too much. 22 THE END OF A NURSE ' S DAY Seven o’clock! And the nurse’s work Was done for another day! She heaved a sort of tired sigh And put the charts away. Then sat for a moment and bowed her head Over the little white desk— “I wonder,” said she to herself, after all. Am I really doing my best?” “Perhaps I could have begun the day With a brighter, cheerier smile. And answered the bells with—‘Right away’ Instead of ‘After a while’.” “And I might have listened with sweeter grace. To the story of Six’s woes; She may be suffering more, perhaps. More than anyone knows.” “And I might have refrained from the half-way frown. Although I was busy then. When the frail little girl with sad blue eyes. Kept ringing again and again.” “And I might have spoken a kindlier word To the heart of that restless boy. And stopped a moment to help him find The missing part of his toy.” SEE IT When you’re up against a trouble. Meet it squarely, face to face; Lift your chin and set your shoulders. Plant your feet and take a brace. When it’s vain to try to dodge it. Do the best that you can do; You may fail, but you may conquer. See it through! “Or perhaps the patient in Eighteen A, Just needed a gentler touch; There are lots of things I might have done And it wouldn’t have taken much.” She sighed again and brushed a tear. Then whispered,—praying low, “My God, how can You accept this day. When it has been lacking so?” And God looked down—He heard the sigh. He saw that shining tear; Then sent His Angel Messenger, To whisper in her ear . . . “You could have done better today. But, oh! the Omnipotent One, Seeing your faults, does not forget The beautiful things you have done.” “He knows, little nurse, that you love your work In this house of pain and sorrow. So gladly forgives the lack of today. For you will do better tomorrow.” The nurse looked up with a grateful smile, “Tomorrow I’ll make it right;” Then added a note in the order book, “Be good to them tonight.” Black may be the clouds about you And your future may seem grim. But don’t let your nerve desert you; Keep yourself in fighting trim. If the worse is bound to happen. Spite of all that you can do. Running from it will not save you. See it through! THROUGH Even hope may seem but futile. When with troubles you’re beset. But remember you are facing Just what other men have met. You may fail, but fall still fighting; Don’t give up, whate’er you do; Eyes front, head high to the finish. See it through! —Edgar A. Guest. 23 V 4e StudeHt CouHoil Back Row (left to right) : A. Tingley, R. Adams, G. Hutchison Middle Row: E. Taylor, C. Lazenby, M. Gibson. Front: J, Lanthier. The year 1941 marked the advent of a Student Council! Composed of tivo rep¬ resentatives from each junior class and three from the senior group, there were seven members of the council in all. The president of the senior class, Miss Elva Taylor, acted as chairman with Miss Ruth Adams as secretary. At the first meeting of the council, a general course of action was decided upon with meetings to be held monthly in order to supervise and correlate the various school activities. As a result of these meetings we have now for the first time a School Fund and a Glee Club; both are still in the infant stage, but, with the enthusiastic support and co-operation of the students, can become an important and interesting part of our student life. In order to raise money for our school fund, it was decided that each class would plan some activity with that end in view. The blue bands with their Silver Tea were most successful, and with the contribu¬ tions of the other two classes, it is expected that the $100.00 goal will be reached without difficulty. With the war playing such an impor¬ tant part in the lives of each and every¬ one of us, we felt that we should all “do our bit” for the cause. Therefore, a dona¬ tion was made of $50.00 from the proceeds of the silver tea to the Civilian Nurses Relief Fund. Much could still be done in this line, however, and we have no doubt that any activities suggested by your rep¬ resentatives will obtain your interested co-operation. The members of the council are willing and eager to receive any sug¬ gestions their class members might advo¬ cate, as the sole purpose of the council is to promote the welfare of the students as a whole. The student council has been formed to bring the student groups closer together— to sponsor any and all activities directed toward making our years of training hap¬ pier and more interesting. The council is yours—use it! Build it into the finest and most important organization in your school life. C. Lazenby. 24 11 . 1 1 j - 2g t ■■ ' i pPw-W ' fS Vi Vl •� I ' - . a-. ' Sa ' ' WUene. 2 a JUe4f, Qa cMefte. ? G raduation is a milestone and an important one, but only a milestone in life’s journey. Some times we think of it as an end in itself, but it is not. Many universities speak of the Graduation Exercises as the “Commencement Exercises” and that indeed is what they really are. A nursing training, such as this year’s graduates have had, is a liberal education, lifting them into the professional class, and thus opening the door to a life of exceptional usefulness in many spheres of human endeavor. It would be interesting to make a survey of what has become of the past graduates from St. Boniface Nursing School or to speculate on the future of those who receive their diplomas this spring. The members of the class of 1942 are fortunate in that they are able to step out into life at a time when there is employment for all and it is for them to choose now what their life work is to be. Most of them sooner or later will fulfil their destiny and become homemakers and mothers. When they do the three years of discipline and liberal education, not to- mention the special knowledge they have acquired, will prove to be of inestimable value. In the meantime some will carry on as private nurses, putting into practice all the bedside training they have received during the last three years. Some will prefer to remain in positions of responsibility in the wards or operat¬ ing room of their Alma Mater where they will be able to pass on to a new group of students what they have learned. Some, and they will be envied by their sisters, will secure positions as nurses in the Forces and add to the lustre that has come to St. Boniface Nursing School from the activities of past graduates who have served or are serving with such distinction in Military Hospitals. A position in a doctor’s office will appeal to some after they have become accomplished stenographers. There will be opportunities for those who like such a life to join the Public Health Service, and at this time when doctors are scarce in many rural communities, the opportunities to serve as Public Health nurses will be great. Others will learn the special knowledge that will make them efficient laboratory, x-ray, or physio¬ therapy technicians. Perhaps one or more will find that the experi¬ ences they have had on the wards, or in making contributions to this Year Book will open the door to a literary career. Many of these lines of endeavor call for a special post-graduate training which in these busy times may be hard to arrange. However, no matter what life holds in store for them, we may be sure that they will always be a credit to the St. Boniface Nursing School and that it will be the pride of each to say in the years that lie ahead of them, “I am a graduate of St. Boniface Hospital.” Dr. a. P. MacKinnon, M.D. Ch.M., F.R.C.S. 26 IN A HOSPITAL On a white bed I learned to pray For things I had not counted much, I grew to love the white of sheets, A little nurse’s quiet touch. How pain can make the hours long. How suffering tends to make us strong. On a white bed I learned how strong The tides of Life can draw and pull Old tired bodies back to earth, (How kind is God . . . how merciful). I learned new values as I lay Where I had time to think . . . and pray. “May I wish the nurses of St. Boniface Hospital all that is good and kindly and true. A happy year and a “busy” one, joy in their work, peace in their hearts.” —Edna Jaques. ★ General Proficiency Presented by St. Boniface Nurses’ Alumnae Awarded to MAE CREELMAN Charting Presented by Dr. M. Rady Awarded to DOROTHY BINGHAM Bedside Nursing Presented by Dr. C. R. Rice Awarded to HELEN LINN Highest Standing in Theory Presented by Dr. J. D. Adamson Awarded to SUSIE DERKSEN Obstetrical Nursing Presented by the Obstetrical Staff Awarded to JEAN LYLYK Executive Ability Presented by Birks-Dingwall Ltd. Awarded to ELVA TAYLOR 27 0i4A 9 tit u4cin e4 e6, T)ORN at Rocanville, Sask., Miss Goodman received her High School training there and then entered the Regina General Hospital, graduating in 1932. From there she went to McGill School for Graduate Nurses, McGill University, to take post-graduate work. After one year at McGill, Miss Goodman went to Lamont, Alta., where she was both Instructor and Assistant Superintendent of Nurses at Lamont Missionary Hospital for three years. Upon leaving there she went East to Oshawa, Ontario, and was Instructor and Superintendent of Nurses at Oshawa General Hospital for two years. With the completion of her duties at Oshawa she decided to take a year’s rest, and then in November, 1941, came to St. Boniface as our Science Instructor. Miss N. Goodman Miss Ida Troendle lyriSS Troendle was born at Windthorst, Sask., attended High School there and then went to Regina Normal School, graduating in 1930. She taught for two and a half years at Macklin, Sask., and then went to Lampman, Sask., where she taught for three years. However, teaching in Saskatchewan became very discouraging, due to the depression caused by repeated crop failures, so Miss Troendle decided to train for a nurse. She graduated from St. Boniface School of Nursing in the summer of 1940 and left that September to take a course in teaching Nursing Arts at the Catholic University of America, Washington, D. C. Upon the completion of her course. Miss Troendle came back to St. Boniface Hospital and in January, 1941, accepted the position of Practical Instructor at St. Boniface School of Nursing, which posi¬ tion she still holds. Her ambition is to someday complete her B.Sc. in nursing. 28 T3 - W «2 §M O S g -’0 5 .a o M Ss fel £■ a; • C y a n DW cc fl .u . . C . J CO • o HH U W - CL) g. ti a; 2 ;5 = g’S S.2 £ S5 2Sm .„- S C . 0) O 5 O ? JH t« c ' O « , C o 5 ‘S ; -a „• ■ D tj Ph’ 2 3 . _ C Ph 2 w J O i 4) +e‘ f5 ■ ■ O -t, . CQ cC s .sw« i :a« i nS o- ; p 3 c to U 3oK=U£ « ' «■ w ■ ■■ .. is L- S ■■ O 5 o 5 o § K O K o KKj 3 «x K 25 ic .a a § s g e M fa fe E V) Id- ItiJe Qo- HofUf 2 a 1 U4. R ememLefi? Play, fun, diversion—we’ve had it all— from parties and gatherings among our¬ selves, to entertaining the Graduating class and sponsoring a Silver Tea. This tea was our contribution to the School Fund. In fact, it was we, the Second Year Students, to whom it was given the honor and responsibilities of making the Social debut of the Student Nurses of S. B. H. Heretofore our entertaining had been con¬ fined to ourselves only. With this honor entrusted to us and by the enthusiasm and co-operation of the girls we surpassed our modest aim. Acting as hostesses to the Graduating class is a tradition handed down to us. There are two occasions upon which this custom prevails: one is a party, treat, or entertainment which both Graduates and Second Year Students attend—with the latter as escorts to the Guests of Honor. This year we all attended the Winter Ice Carnival. The second traditional event i s the entertaining of the Graduates—and the whole school—at a breakfast held in the Nurses’ Residence. Our class parties were small and our gatherings modest, with no special color or spectacular occurrence, but they dotted the year with small frivolities in direct contrast to our daily tasks. The last year has marked the last lap to some, it has been the building up to the Grande Finale of Graduation. May we Bluebands say farewell to our Seniors who have helped and guided us as com¬ panions and teachers. It is your turn to take and hold the Lamp of Service, the service to humanity for which these past three years you have been studying and striving. Good luck to you and may you enjoy success and happiness in your role as “Nurse”. The Second Year Nurses, By C. KINSEY. Feb. 7th, 1941: That very eventful day— it was Friday and the sun was shining. A class of girls—enthusiastic, excited, be¬ wildered, entering a new phase of their lives—that of student nurses in the St. Boniface Hospital. We all know from experience the thoughts that ran through our minds, the sensation of entering the dining room for that first supper!—the impression of so many uniforms whose wearers seemed so collected and at home. We envied you older nurses. Then gradu¬ ally unnoticed, even by ourselves, we too fell into the routine of institutional life. June 3rd, 1941: Sitting in the parlour across from Sister Clermont’s office. Each waiting our turn—“One has gone in”— “There— she’s coming out—she has it—a cap.” To us this meant the world, for now we were accepted—officially—as stu¬ dent nurses—no longer probationers. July 6th, 1941: The celebration of receiv¬ ing our caps—a party—picnic form at Shady Beach—dining, dancing, swimming, rowing—the last ship—and Miss Swaine and Miss Troendle frantically fighting mosquitoes and worriedly watching the river for sight of their escaped wards. It was a memorable evening—more deeply impressed by the mosquitoes, whose im¬ pression rankled for a week. Feb. 4th, 1941: Our congratulatory party for the September members of our class on receiving their caps—whom we initiated with due ceremony in our recreation hall. Feb. lltli, 1942: We are growing older and once more we are gathered in the parlour. This time we are to receive our blue bands, indicating one year’s training —one year nearer our goal. And at this point we would like to both thank and congratulate the graduating class of 1942. . . . Thank them for helping us through our crucial moments during our proba¬ tionary term—for helping us to adjust ourselves to ward duty and our new life— to congratulate you on becoming graduate nurses—and we wish each and everyone of you every success possible. The First Year Nurses, By G. HUTCHISON. 31 CLASS OF 1944 32 Ou Mi4A4e4. Ut S uUU “We stayed in New York a week and had a marvellous time sight-seeing. On Saturday, November 22, we left on the S. S. Kawsar, an Egyptian boat of about 12,000 tons. The captain was Welsh, one of the officers Hungarian and the rest Egyptian; one doctor was Welsh and the other Jewish. The dining room stewards were Hindu, the room stewards Egyptian, the stewardesses Greek. The passengers were of every nationality—talk about the League of Nations! “We made two stops, the first at Trini¬ dad. Were we ever thrilled to see some green after our diet of blue sky and blue water! We didn’t expect to be allowed to go ashore, but it was arranged for us to be taken around in groups. The island is very tropical and everyone seems to go about very slowly and leisurely. The women walk around with immense bas¬ kets on their heads. Everywhere there seemed to be little carts pulled by don¬ keys. The buildings were so open—no glass in any of the windows. There were lovely rock gardens, and so many trees and flowers! We saw banana trees and coconut palms. We enjoyed our stay at Trinidad, B. W. I., very much. “Our other stop was Pernambuco. The houses here seemed much more substan¬ tial than those in Trinidad, but in some of the poorer sections we would see six to eight houses together. It seemed as though one very narrow house was built, and then others, still narrower, were built onto that. The roofs were all a different height and each house was painted a dif¬ ferent color—it was positively weird! However the residential section was beau¬ tiful. At Olinda, a Dutch town five miles from Pernambuco, we visited two beautiful churches with marvellous paintings on the walls and ceilings. We found it all very interesting. “We had a very nice Christmas on board ship and landed in Capetown, the next day.” Springfield Military Hospital, Durban, South Africa. “We were met at the dock by women drivers and taken to Seahurst Military Hospital in St. James—a suburb about twenty miles from where we docked. The hospital faces on to the Indian Ocean. On our way to the hospital we stopped at the Cecil Rhodes Memorial and from here had a remarkable view of the country¬ side. We could see Table Mountain and The Lion. When the clouds hang low on Table Mountain it looks like a white table¬ cloth on the mountain. “The highways here are beautiful. “They have dual language in South Africa—all signs are written in English and Africaanse which is apparently a combination of English, Dutch, German, French, and native. “We went to the Alexandria Club—a nurses’ club of which we are honorary members—and then a Miss Gilchrist, who has a nursing home, took us for a lovely drive and then to a country club for tea. The people here are so friendly and seem even more hospitable than Manitobans, if that is possible. “On New Year’s Day we left for Durban the trip taking three days and two nights. We saw ruins of old Boer War forts along the way. Also, just before we reached Durban, we saw some beautiful scenery— The valley of the thousand hills, I think.” “At present we are stationed at Zonder- water Military Hospital. The climate hers is much like our own—rain, thunder storms, and quite hot during the day. The land is very sandy. The people have quite a different sense of humor in comparison to ours, but I think we will like South Africa very much.” |t Editor’s Note—The above is a summary of Miss Wastle’s letters describing their trip to South Africa. « ♦ ♦ St. Boniface Graduates serving with the Nursing Sisters in South Africa; Margaret Wastle, Oak Bluff, Man. Grace Govenlock, Whitewood, Sask. Eileen Morton, Lauder, Man. Agnes Maloney, Manitou, Man. Margaret Muir, Elphinstone, Man. Jean Wheeler, Sedley, Sask. 33 TO ST. ROCH ' S I stood there utterly dumbfounded and read and reread the slip of paper I held in my hand—“You will go to St. Roch’s in the morning.” I couldn’t believe it. Finally, I staggered upstairs and into my room, still unable to think properly. My room-mate looked at me, then ex¬ claimed in an alarmed voice, “What’s wrong?” I could not answer her. “Are you sick?” she queried. “No,” I managed to stammer, and handed her the slip of paper. “Well,” she said disgustedly, “that’s nothing. Everyone goes to the Roch.” “But I didn’t expect it,” I sighed. “You’re silly,” she said, and continued to read her magazine. Heavy hearted, I packed my suitcase and that night I went over to St. Roch’s. Sister met me at the front office and took me up to the nurses’ quarters on third floor. The rooms seemed so small and close together — everything seemed so strange. However, I put my belongings into the dresser drawer allotted to me and then went to bed and slept all night —as nurses always do. Next morning we had breakfast in the little dining room and then went on duty. My work for the day was to follow a senior nurse and learn my technique. It all seemed so complicated, and further¬ more, the hospital itself appeared to be a maze of corridors, doors, and angles—I felt lost. The word contamination echoed in my ears. Next day I had my own patients and had to begin scrubbing each time I took a temperature, or made a bed, etc. By the third day I realized that I liked the Roch! And that evening we had a party in the dining room which ended with tea cup reading—we really had fun. After four weeks I went on night duty on Main floor—all by myself! I’ll never forget that first night—I think every win¬ dow rattled and every door squeaked be¬ fore morning. After a few nights I was really enjoying it, and I delighted in pre¬ paring our midnight lunch, which we usually ended with St. Roch’s old stand¬ by—peanut butter and syrup! And so my eight weeks at St. Roch’s were gone before I knew it and on Sun¬ day Sister told me I was to return to S. B. H. My reaction to coming to St. Roch’s flashed through my mind—how ashamed I was now! “I’m sorry to leave. Sister,” I said, and I meant it. “I’ve en¬ joyed my stay very much—here we are just one happy family.” F. E. T. + Si Rock ' s Teck nicjue The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts, there¬ fore guard accordingly; and take care that you entertain no notions unsuitable to virtue and reasonable nature. 34 What’s in sight? March! March! March! Strolling in the park. Together again. What’s the joke? Tache sextette. O. R. Graduates. Hallowe’en hilarity. Mrs. Murphy. Going somewhere? Christmas in 520. ’45, we hope. March, ’39. Belles of St. Mary’s. Afternoon off—going out? Farewell to St. Roch’s. O. P. D. staff. Calling Caroline. In the Army now. Tache Avenue Miss Hughes. Dr. Backman. i4i tUe By I. M. GROUSING ■ IGHT-TIME in the day-time begins with breakfast. This is a very de¬ lightful meal. The conversation is most stimulating. It consists of everybody tell¬ ing everybody else what an awful night they had. This particular morning I am annoyed. The night had been quiet, too quiet. There were only two lights during the whole time I was on duty. I have no grievance to relate. Therefore I must take a back-seat in the conversation. For some¬ one who likes to be a shining light at the table this is depressing. I get up and leave. At the door I am met by someone who cheerfully inquires if there is any T. B. in the family, insinuating, I gather, that I look like it. This both appalls and in¬ trigues me. On the way to the recreation hall I cough frantically and find that: (a) I have no pain in my chest, (b) that it is utterly impossible to bring up any sputum whatsoever—much less blood. Vaguely disappointed I turn on the radio. This order of things takes place every morning—about the radio, I mean. I tell myself that I do this out of love of music, although what I listen to might make some wonder about my musical up¬ bringing. Subconsciously I am aware that this procedure is born of a secret hope that the elevator will be running at 8:30. It isn’t ... Of my painful journey to the fifth floor I shall say nothing. I get as far as removing my uniform when a “friend” suddenly appears from nowhere and proceeds to make herself at home on my bed . . . “My goodness,” she says, “your room is dirty! Don’t you ever clean it?” I refrain from telling her that strew¬ ing orange peel on the floor does not add to the general appearance and that she might offer me some. Instead, I mumble something about cleaning it when I get up. “You always say that,” she remarks cheerfully. I instantly see that we are getting no¬ where and frigidly suggest that she looks as if she needs a good sleep. After her departure I do not leap into action as you might expect. Instead I hang my legs over the edge of the bed and con¬ sider the question of whether or not to have a bath; the nine o’clock buz zer rends the air. This is really what I’ve been waiting for. I crawl into bed to sleep. (Note, gentle reader, I said “to sleep,” not “and sleep.” Pretty soon something like this drifts through . . . “Let’s do something.” Me (mentally): “Now, who on earth is that?” 2nd Voice: “What, for instance?” Me (m.): If I didn’t look so terrible with my hair up. I’d come out and give you a suggestion or two. 1st Voice: “Well, let’s go down to Nor¬ wood, or something.” 2nd Voice: “Well, I’d like to ... ” Me (m.): “Then for goodness’ sake, why don’t you?” 2nd Voice: “ . . . but really I must study ... do you know that I haven’t made a single note in Nutrition?” Me (m.): Do they have to yell like that? 1st Voice: “You can borrow mine if you like.” 2nd V oice: “Thanks, that’d be swell . . . only I haven’t any ink.” Me (m.): I wonder if that girl realizes what an awful voice she’s got. 1st Voice: “Mary has some.” Me (m.): Traitor! . . . and I thought you were my friend . . . 2nd Voice: “Yes, but she’s on nights and I ' d hate like the dickens to wake her up.” Me (m.): Of course I’m sleeping peace¬ fully through all this! 1st Voice: “She won’t mind.” Me: Oh, No? 2nd Voice: “O Mary ! ! ! ” Me (m.): Good Lord! 2nd Voice: “Have you any ink?” Me (aloud): “YES,” 36 . . . Sounds as of an army approaching. 2nd Voice: “Where is it, in your desk?” Me (aloud): “Yes.” 2nd Voice: “Well, I guess I’d better be going . . . Oh! You got your Pediatrics back! 87, eh? I got 92.” Me (a.): “Well, we can’t all be as clever as you.” (m.): Probably studied her fool head off. . . . Pages being turned . . . 2nd Voice: “Ha, ha, ha, don’t you know that bread doesn’t contain fat?” Me (a): Ha, ha, ha ... ” (m): If she doesn’t go in another minute. I’ll scream. 1st Voice (from hall): “Say, Anne, you’d better come out of there . . . it’s after 9 o’clock.” Me (mentally): Well, thank goodness. The outcome of all this uncalled-for entertainment is that I go to sleep two hours behind schedule and wake up four hours later than I had planned . . . with the following results: (a) I miss my supper. (b) My room remains dirty. (c) My bed is not made. . . . Which all goes to prove what most of you already know: Night nurses just aren’t supposed to sleep in the day-time! TEST-ITIS Definition—An acute infectious, highly contagious disease characterized by ex¬ treme nervousness, failure of pen to de¬ cipher correct answers, resulting in many blank spaces on paper, irregular pulse- beat and symptoms of shock and collapse due to reading of questions. Cause—Failure of student to study. Fail¬ ure of student to pay attention to class. Virus—Usually found in the brain of teachers. Carriers—There are 25 to 90 students in every 100 who are known carriers. Symptoms—Anxious look, worried ex¬ pression, followed by a firm determina¬ tion to study, refusal of brain to function, a group of students quizzing each other with a consequent jumbling of thoughts. Incubation Period—Approximately 45 minutes. Diagnosis—Made at a general teachers’ meeting after observing pupils in the girls’ lounge prior to a test. Complications—Injury to nerve centers due to over-exercise, brain tumor, waste of paper, ink and time, writer’s cramp, worry and collapse, which causes many unavoidable (?) absences. Treatment—Beginning to study about five weeks before test, do your home work, stay in nights, and concentrate on your lesson. Obtain a unanimous promise of teachers not to give more tests. Ha! Ha! Mortality Rate—Patients seldom die ex¬ cept from shock due to getting a passing mark on test. THE GLEE CLUB The most recent of our school activities has been the organization of a Glee Club. At a general meeting held in January, the following officers were elected: President_ M. Snyder Vice-President_ A. LeBlond Secretary-Treas._T. Rollefson Under the leadership of Mr. Marius Benoit the Club met every Thursday eve¬ ning during the winter months. Misses Creelman, Mitchell and Carver assisted Mr. Benoit as pianists. A good variety of songs were chosen, three of which are being prepared for the Graduation Exer¬ cises. We hope that the girls will continue to give the Club their enthusiastic support and with an earlier start next season the year should be most successful. 37 STAFF NURSES 38 Back Row (left to right) : V. Reddaway, E. Staples. Centre Row: J. Aubin, L, L’Ecuyer, M. Tulloch, D. Webster, H. Fairbairn. Front Row: M, Rungay, E. Phaneuf, D. MacDonald, Z. Beattie, A. Merievede, P. Graham, H. Gilmore. OUR ALUMNAE A LUMNAE meetings are held every second Wednes¬ day of the month, and we would like to take this opportunity of extending a sincere welcome to all our St. Boniface Graduates. ALUMNAE OFFICERS Honorary President _ Honorary Vice-President _ President ___ First Vice-President _ Second Vice-President _ Recording Secretary _ Corresponding Secretary _ Treasurer ___ Archivist ___ Advisory Committee _ Sick Visiting ___ Social and Pragram _ Membership ___ Rep. to Canadian Nurse _ Rep. to M. A. R. N. _ Rep. to Man. Directory __ Rep. to Local Council of Women. —Rev. Sister Superior _Mrs. W. Crosby _Mrs. McElheran _Miss S. Wright ..— Miss W. Grice _Miss H. Fairbairn _Miss D. Webster _Miss H. Oliver _Miss Margason Miss B. McCallum Mrs. McElheran Miss Greville Mrs. L’Eucyer Rev- Sister Superior ... Miss Johnson -.. Miss Rungay _Miss Vandecar _ Miss Watson _Miss Troendle _ Mrs. Shimnoski _Mrs. Shankman 39 V4e MufUt Q GJUuUio t ’Twas the night before graduation, when all through the home, Illusions, delusions, amongst us did roam. Bibs and aprons were hung in the closet with care. In hopes that medals, black bands, soon would be there. The nurses were nestled all snug in their beds. While many hallucinations danced in their heads. My room-mate in her curlers, I in my face cream. Had just settled our brains for a pre-grad dream. When out in the hall there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter Then I unlocked my door and looked down the corridor The scene before me filled me with horror! One lass in her uniform with pins everywhere. Was gasping, and sighing and tearing her hair. When she ran out of pins she had used some string. And at 12 p.m. she was still in the thing! Her room-mate and neighbors from across the hall. Were tired by this time—and getting nowhere at all. The two of us immediately went to their aid Of failure to help them, we were most afraid. But this thing we knew: to sleep that night We had to win out in this pin, string fight! With renewed vigor our task was begun. Magically pins came out, one by one The knots in the string were finally untied. Soon our success was wearily espied. But would you believe it? When that was done. This lady said now her work was begun! Before she could undress and get into bed. She had to brush, comb, and curl her wee head. This was too much! We all felt weak Out of my room-mate came a weird little squeak. We sleepily said “Good night” and then, I looked at my watch—one o’clock and ten! Once more we were nestled all snug in our beds. While visions of pins danced in our heads. When all of a sudden out of the night. Came another noise to give us a fright. My room-mate was out of bed in such a hurry To the scene of disaster I thought she’d scurry. But no, she made her bed and started to dress. What her plans were, I could not guess. But then came the worst surprise of all, I went to glance at the clock in the hall. To my amazement, I soon found out It was the buzzer this time that rooted me out. THURA ROLLEFSON. 40 TEN COMMANDMENTS FOR STUDENT NURSES 1. In the early watches of the morning when thou hearest the bell ringing thou shouldst roll over and keep in mind that the hour drawest near when thou shouldst rise. 2. Thou must not waste any time sitting on thy bedside, lest thou be late for break¬ fast. 3. Thou shalt then take thyself unto the place set apart for cleanliness and if thou feelest that thy system can stand the strain, thou shalt wash thyself, fore and aft even unto thine ears and neck. 4. Then shalt thou masticate thy food on the run and appear alongside thy sis¬ ters in the halls of learning. 5. In the course of the day thou shalt attend to all thy duties even unto those thou dost not take a liking to. 6. Thou shalt if thou feelest in the need of more work to do, search for such, for he that looketh shall surely find. 7. Remember it is thy duty to return such favors that be received, for she that taketh and returneth not, shall not be held in high esteem amongst her sisters. 8. Thou shalt hold thy teachers in high esteem so long as they have their eyes on thy humble self. 9. Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbor when caught to¬ gether doing mischief, for I say unto you, woe unto ye tattlers of tales for vengeance is mine. 10. When the doomsday of ye student nurses shall come, then shall the thun¬ ders of well earned retribution roll about the heads of the unjust while the just shall pass on to the honor of graduation. ANTISEPTIC BABIES The antiseptic baby And the prophylactic pup Were playing in the garden When the bunny gambolled up. They gazed upon the creature With a loathing undisguised: It wasn’t disinfected And it wasn’t sterilized. They said he was a microbe And a Hotbed of disease, So they boiled him in a vapor Of a thousand odd degrees. They froze him in a freezer That was cold as banished hope. And they washed him in permanganate With carbolated soap. In sulphuretted hydrogen They steeped his wiggly ears They trimmed his fuzzy whiskers With a pair of hardboiled shears. Then they donned their rubber mittens And took him by the hand And elected him a member Of the fumigated band. There is not a micrococcus In the garden where they play They bathe in pure iodoform A dozen times a day. And each imbibes his ration From a hygienic cup . . . The bunny and the baby And the prophylactic pup. Arthur Guiterman. 41 LINES FROM A STUDENT NURSE ' S DIARY March 7, 1939. It is 9.30 p.m. and I am so very tired. I arrived at the Nurses’ Home about 2.30 this afternoon, after a tiring 14-hour ride on the train. There were 32 of us alto¬ gether and one by one we were welcomed by the Superintendent of Nurses, Rev. Sr. Clermont, and her assistant, Sr. Dion. Following this, Mrs. Murphy, the house¬ keeper, took us through the home, from the basement to the fifth fioor. What a huge place to live in! I’m sure I’ll get lost. She also took us to our rooms; they are very nice and such a lovely view I have from my window, which faces toward the Red River! At 6.00 we had supper and then spent the evening unpacking our trunks and getting settled, so now I am ready for a good night’s sleep. Just think, I am about to start my new venture— training lor a nurse! May 24, 1939. Their Majesties the King and Queen arrived in Winnipeg this morning on their tour across Canada and United States. They drove around the hospital drive¬ way so we had an excellent view of them. Some of us were stationed along the street to protect the children in case of acci¬ dents in the huge crowds. July 1, 1939. The final examinations for our pre¬ liminary term are over and the results are out. I passed, and got my cap this afternoon. Oh! I am so happy—just to think I am now a first year nurse! I must write home and tell them the good news. September 3, 1939. “Britain declared war on Germany,” we heard the newspaper boys shouting this morning. I can hardly believe it al¬ though I knew it was bound to come. Mj ' brother wired me this afternoon—he is coming into the city to enlist. How I wish there was something I could do. Any¬ way, nurses will be needed later on so maybe I’ll be able to do my part then. September 7, 1939. The September class arrived today, 34 of them. It does feel good to think we are not probationers any more. October 31, 1939. The nurses had a Hallowe’en party to¬ night—the first social function we have been asked to participate in. It was held down in the recreation hall and we had so much fun. Each group was asked to help with the program. Our class imper¬ sonated “An Old Maid’s Tea Party,” which brought peals of laughter from the audi¬ ence. December 23, 1939. We had our Christmas concert tonight —the second year nurses put on a play and the third year nurses a doll dance. We took part in the carol singing in the pageant which closed the program. The September class are getting two weeks’ holiday and they leave tomorrow. I only wish I were going too! December 25, 1939. My first Christmas away from home and I had dreaded it so much, but I really had an enjoyable day. At 2 a.m. after Mass, we all met in the dining room for lunch and to exchange greetings. The room was tastefully decorated with Christ¬ mas motifs—candles, etc., and a real Christmas spirit was in the air. Today we had four hours off and most of the girls went out to have dinner with friends. I had a “3 off” so was able to spend the afternoon and evening with Aunt and Uncle. A lot of the girls have decorated their rooms so nicely with trees, fire¬ places, streamers, etc. January 7, 1940. The September class returned from their vacation today and received their caps tonight. They were so thrilled. July 11, 1940. We had an 11 o’clock leave tonight so our class went on a hike, followed by a Weiner roast on the opposite bank of the river. Everybody seemed to enjoy them¬ selves. September 1, 1940. The fall term opened today with Miss Swaine as our new instructor. Miss Roach has accepted a position in New York. Miss McFarlane returned as Mrs. Kurtze, to be practical instructor until Christmas. 42 October 31, 1940. We had our annual Hallowe’en party tonight in the Auditorium of the O. P. D. We played bingo, danced, had lunch, etc. The costumes were a riot—everything from wash cloths to evening gowns December 20, 1940. Mrs. Kurtze left our midst today to join Dr. Kurtze in Regina. We presented her with a carving set as a small token of appreciation for her work amongst us. We hear Miss I. Troendle is to replace her after the Yew Year. December 23, 1940. Our second Christmas concert was held tonight. We presented a radio program entitled “The Foot Comfort Hour” over radio station S. B. H. with Hazel Howson as announcer, and featuring Pat’s Rhythm Queens. Our instruments were Kazoos which were skillfully disguised in huge paper instruments. Irene McEwen was the “pest” and provided a great deal of laughter for all. Our sponsors were “The Hirts Insole Company,” makers of “Hirts Treasure-tread Insoles for Tired Tootsies.” March 7, 1941. The March class received their yellow bands today and in honor of the occasion, had a theatre party this evening. March 28, 1941. Tonight we, the second year nurses, entertained the graduating class at the Winnipeg Roller Skating Carnival, fol¬ lowed by dinner at Moore’s. We had a very nice time. November 3, 1941. Miss Goodman arrived today to replace Miss Swaine as instructor. January 30, 1942. Tonight we had our last class party before the March girls finish. We had a Roller Skating Party, after which we had lunch at the Mall Hotel. A chartered bus provided transportation for the group. March 2, 1942. This evening the second year nurses entertained us, the graduating class, by taking us to the Winnipeg Ice Carnival. Following this we went to Child’s Restau¬ rant for lunch. The table appointments were small gold doilies tied with blue ribbons, and each of us was presented with a corsage of daffodils tied with blue bows. We had a most enjoyable evening. May 6, 1942. Today is Graduation Day! I can’t be¬ lieve it! I am so excited I don’t know which way to turn. “THE DAY” for which we have patiently waited for three long years has really come. Our training days are over and we now go out into the world, somewhat saddened, yet satis¬ fied to know that we have made some lasting friendships during our stay here. We are now prepared to go forth and render skilled and intelligent service to our fellow men—we are graduates! THE LITTLE THINGS Oh, it’s just the little homely things. The unobtrusive, friendly things. The “won’t-you-let-me-help-you” things That make our pathway light; And it’s just the jolly, joking things. The “laugh-with-me-it’s-funny” things That make the world seem bright. For all the countless famous things. The wond’rous record-breaking things. Those “never-can-be-equalled” things. That all the papers cite. Are not like little human things. The “every-day-encountered” things. That make us happy quite. So here’s to all the little things. The “done-and-then-forgotten” things. Those “oh-it’s-simply-nothing” things. That makes life worth the fight. —From “Young Soldier and Crusader.” 43 PRAYER FOR A TIRED NURSE I’m awfully tired, Lord, of beds And bandages and broken heads. Of babies, bed pans, temps and charts. Ailing lungs and leaking hearts. Your wisdom. Lord, I wouldn’t question. But let me offer this suggestion: To make the world a better place Why not create a newer race? One that will be, O Lord, quite free Of germs and bacteriology; To whom a hospital will be A bit of ancient history. Make these ultra moderns, please. Impervious to all disease And their stomachs of such stuff That nothing will be strong enough To do much damage; I suggest Steel, or copper may be best. Make their hearts and lungs so strong That nothing ever can go wrong And their heads so tough, O Lord They can’t be broken with a board; Then of course you’ll have to make Arms and legs that will not break. And make . . . but, what would I do then? Oh leave it as it is. . . . Amen. —From “The Trained Nurse”. 44 OUT OF THE NIGHT The halls were deserted, The buzzer had rung, Each nurse in her wee room Her sleep had begun. How quiet and ghostly Each floor did appear. But down in the basement— It waited, I fear. For ’round about two—■ With abominable glee—• There sounded a gong That awoke even me! The Fire Bell rang— It just screamed in our ears. Till we ran from our rooms . . . Some were even in tears! Each girl in a housecoat, A comical lot— Curlers and hairpins. Face cream, what not! Now here was a let-down— No glamour, I fear. But, what was the cause Of us all being here? Unhappy misfortune! No Are had occurred— A mistake by the watchman Caused all that we’d heard. What a waste of our time. And ’midst mutters and groans. We staggered upstairs To our warm little homes! We’ll always hate buzzers That interrupt sleep. When we’re far from this home This one memory we’ll keep. —L. J. OTTLEY. THE WEDDING The utility room on Joan of Arc was the scene of a very pretty wedding, Friday morning. May 1, when Miss Kidney Basin and Mr. Forceps were united in marriage. The bride was given away by her uncle, Mr. Foment. She was charmingly attired in a gown of white granite piped with blue, and a floor-length veil of white gauze. She carried a bouquet of Mercuro- chrome roses. She was attended by Miss Sponge Dish and Miss Compress Can, who were also dressed in plain white granite relieved only by their gorgeous bouquets of Gentian Violets. The groom, with a Calomine carnation in his lapel, was attended by Mr. Clip Remover. During the signing of the register Miss Sterilizer sang “Oh Promise Me”, accom¬ panied by Mr. Steam Pipe at the organ. The groom’s gift to the bride was a beautiful necklace of amyl nitrate pearls, while the bride’s gift to the groom was a Bluestone ring. The reception was held in the Doctor’s Room. The table was centred with a three¬ tiered cake, delicately iced with Lassar’s paste, and decorated with Belladonna leaves. After a short honeymoon, Mr. and Mrs. Forceps will reside in the third cupboard, St. Joseph’s. 45 HeiUeiu Jean Collins _ Clanwilliam, Man. Mildred Clarke__— Bowsman Riv er, Man. Wilma Sirett _ _Minnedosa, Man. - Louise Irving- Elkhorn, Man. - Cecile Savage _ Fisher Branch, Man. . Audrey Armstrong _ Boissevain, Man. - Marguerite Campbell_ Lac du Bonnet, Man. . Irene Carefoot _ Virden, Man -- Beth Craig —--- Foam Lake, Sask .— Ann Duncan __— Winnipeg, Man. - Eliss Fenson _ Yorkton, Sask. - Marion Fyfe _ Crystal City, Man. Eileen Graham __— Carman, Man. - Frances Gerdis --- Regent, Man. - Susie Hood __ Grenfell, Sask. - Grace Holland _ Maryfleld, Sask. Betty Laidlaw _ Summerbury, Sask. Rose Lamport -- Melita, Man. - Ethel Morton _ Two Creeks, Man. .. Dorothy McDonald _ Whitewood, Sask. .. Claire McGrath ___ Moose Jaw, Sask. .... Merle McLaughlin _ Plumas, Man. - Norma Nelson_ Herbert, Sask. - Jeanne Parent_ Sedley, Sask. - Marion Payant _... Assiniboia, Sask . Anne Pollock _ Wadena, Sask. - Elizabeth Reim er ... Steinbach, Man. — Myrtle Savage__ .....Virden, Man. - Elinor Staples ___ Angusville, Man. - Jean Wheeler _ Sedley, Sask. - Nancy Woznesensky _ Abernethy, Sask. - Laura Thuot __ ...Meyronne, Sask. ... Alice Merlevede _ Winnipeg, Man. .. Una Binkley _ Shaunavon, Sask. _ Audrey Branion _ Saltcoats, Sask. - Phyllis Button_ Herschel, Sask. _ May Clarke _ Ninette, Man. - Mary Delamater _ Oak River, Man. - Clara de Pape __ ..Swan Lake, Man. _ Rev. Sr. Aubry___ St. Boniface, Man. - Rachel Delichte _ Indian Springs, Man. . Andrea de la Barriere _ Transcona, Man. _ Helen Eggleton _ Leslie, Sask. _ Roberta Fulton ___ Biggar, Sask. - Jeannette Gagne .. .Fort Francis, Ont. Lottie Gerrish _ Melfort, Sask __ Jess Haskell _ Lintlaw, Sask. _ Ruth Johnstone _ Gull Lake, Sask. ..... Erna Klassen _ Winnipeg, Man. _ Dorothy Shepherd _ Norwood, Man. _ Helen McLeod _ The Pas, Man . Mildred McEachern ... Winnipeg, Man. .. Jean Orchard___ Swan River, Man. ... Evelyn Phaneuf __ .....Norwood, Man. _ Florence Robson ___ Melfort, Sask. _ Jeanne Rousseau .. Prince Albert, Sask. Edna Sands __ Alameda, Sask. _ Dorothy Schmidt _ Herschel, Sask. _ Eva Toews ___ Steinbach, Man. _ Mary Watson _ St. Vital, Man. _ .... Specialing at S. B. H. ....Madison, Wisconsin. .... Boulevard Hospital, New York. -.-. Winnipeg, Man. —-O. P. D., St. Boniface. — Trans-Canada Airways. -— Winnipeg, Man. Steinbach, Man. —- Mrs. F. Maxfield, Simpson, Sask. — Children’s Hospital, Winnipeg. — Mrs. Forbes, Winnipeg. -—Mrs. K. Riley, Kenora, Ont. .— Winnipeg, Man. — Portland, Oregon. —. Grenfell, Sask. —- Specialing at S. B. H. — Gravelbourg, Sask. -.Patient at St. Vital San. -. St. Anne’s Ward, S. B. H. .... Normant Ward, S. B. H. .— Merritt, B. C. ..—Vancouver, B. C. —. Winnipeg, Man. — McGill University, Montreal. .Assinobia, Sask. — O. P. D., St. Boniface. — Mrs. Friesen, Plum Coulee, Man. — Virden, Man. .. Operating Room, S. B. H. -—Capetown, South Africa. -—University of Minnesota. — Gravelbourg, Sask. — Joan of Arc Ward, S. B. H. .Rapid City, U. S. A. —- Specialing at S. B. H. —Specialing at S. B. H. —.Winnipeg, Man. .—Neepawa, Man. -- Night Staff, S. B. H. .... St. Anne’s Ward, S. B. H. — Winnipeg, Man. — Night Staff, S. B. H. — St. Boniface, Man. .Winnipeg, Man. — La Verendrye Hospital, Fort Francis, Ont. -—Winkler, Man. — St. Boniface, Man. — -Union Hosp., Gull Lake, Sask. -—-Winkler, Man. -. St. Anne’s Ward, S. B. H. Flin, Flon, Man. —Winnipeg, Man. —Steinbach, Man. —St. Mary’s Ward, S. B. H. —Winnipeg, Man. .— Prince Albert, Sask. ..—St. Vital Sanatorium. .—Winnipeg, Man. _Steinbach, Man. —- St. Boniface Hospital. 46 THE NURSE IS THY SHEPHERD The poor are my patients, they shall not want, I maketh them to lie down in warm blankets. I feed them thro’ glass tubes, And teacheth them the ways of the Hospital for their own sake. Yea, though they sleep in plaster casts and splints They shall feel no pain. My dope and my smile shall comfort them. I prepare my hypo’s in the presence of a Doctor, I anoint their backs with alcohol. Surely thermometers and groans will fol¬ low me all the days of my life. And I will dwell in a uniform forever. OffliPSe 1 as o 1 a C or diSpost Of) ‘ibiok sbes qll your oujo she do«e o rop ' d colcviWtoo Oo o pulsc role - j oi T our otoo- | H c use n)etfj or« oduonito ce T)d r)ut ' 5 e, oW — ? loHr poges! cohro OT J« 1 douW — iSbc’s 0 ex,oc ft pcrfeci exlj bthfc9 Of dtstr liop - pKj? ioc1. ' Ibcx ’re ool . ( nd ojl eO frooj duWj be I i ' ■oodileT — if hcrca ooa J can be1 slj llx. quritons aOi� i e ' � 1 o eoe v orift. 47 (From your School) Go! I have coddled you enough; I have shown you how other nurses Have lived and learned; I have shown you what they have done and achieved. In spite of obstacles; I have shown you how nurses think and feel; I have told you how nurses of other climes and other nations Have dreams and aspirations Not so alien to your own. We have walked with Anatomy, We have discussed Psychiatry And fought with Ophthalmology! Together we have reasoned with the muddled Orthopedics. But now you must Go! I cannot shelter you any longer Do not stand so hesitant on the Threshold of life! You are young, You are armed with knowledge, with Understanding, gleaned From those mortals of past ages Who wrote their triumph, their errors, their desires, their despairs For all to see Athwart the pages Of history; And now — Adieu. I have prepared you For what is to come; I have given your resistance And sympathy and tolerance along With your Ambition. Now — I give you to the world. (Altered from original by A. C. Green— Editor.) INTERNES’ RESIDENCE I’ll never take a chance at doing surgery I hate the very thought of gynecology; As for doing ear, eye and nose I might as well assume the pose Of specializing in neurology. I know I can never like obstetrics Nor have I any skill for orthopedics; But things I read in children’s eyes Show me the field I’ll specialize, I know I’ll be “all there” in pediatrics. 49 INTERNES 50 Back Row {left to right) : A. Portigal, M. Ranosky. M. Katz. C. Comrie. S. Fainstein, G. Fraser. C. Johnston, R. Watkins. P. Kasian. Middle Row: M. Hodgson, J. Mugan, C. McCallum. F. Franks, I. Mazerovsky. M. Malone. A. Little. E. Brown. R. Jacques. Front Row: M. Carbotte. D. Hastings. H. Hurst. L. Beckstead. C. Moore. ■y ITHOUT exception the life of every nurse is blighted by the presence of these ' ' people in white. Someone has described the Internes as those who are enthusi¬ astic, humble and polite for three months; overbearing, rude and lazy for the other nine. Whether this is true or not, seems a matter of great dispute; but it can be safely stated that no two internes are alike. Each has something which no one else has. This will be an attempt to picture whatever has been characteristic of each interne in S. B. H.: Moore, Christopher Halliday— Resident in Medicine, 1941-42. Resident in Surg¬ ery, 1942-43- The professional (and moral) advisor of all those young juniors who tend to tread on the thin¬ ner ice. “Don’t do as I do, but do as I say.” Beckstead, Lewis —Rotating Senior, 1941- 42. Lew doesn’t appreciate questions concerning the welfare of his grand¬ parents after a week-end visiting with his grandfather!?)? A very enthusi¬ astic and interested senior. Hastings, Donald— Rotating Senior, 1941- 42. Don’s a dandy boy. Gave a great many nurses their introduction to real¬ ly big surgery. Hirt, Harry— Rotating Senior, 1941-42. R. C. A. F. Flying OflBcer Hirt is the man with the very deep voice and the Cockney (cock-eyed) sense of humor. A musician, an artiste and an idealist. Hurst, Harold G.—Rotating Senior, 1941- 42. “Just what do you consider is the general opinion of the public?” Seems very amused at times. Carbotte, Marcel— Rotating Senior, 1941- 42. Pierre is from the French quarter- He firmly believes that nothing shall ever replace the “champagne culture.” Portigal, Aubie— Junior Interne, 1941-42. Rather quiet on the wards, but what a lot of things run through his mind. Katz, Max — Junior Interne, 1941-42. The musician-doctor. Often called the Lul¬ laby-boy from the drought area. Malone, Maurice C. — Junior Interne, 1941-42. Irishman No. 1. Eternal optim¬ ist. “Unborn Tomorrow, and dead Yes¬ terday. Why fret about them if Today be sweet?” Rotating Senior, 1942-43. Mugan, John Francis McKenty— Junior Interne, 1941-42. Irishman No. 2. Eter¬ nal pessimist. Has lost a good many years worrying about the morals and destinies of all internes- Mazerovsky, Irwin H.— Junior Interne, 1941-42. “Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look. He thinks too much.” Johnston, Charles M.—Junior Interne, 1941-42. It hurts his pride to think that he is even smaller than Little. Rotating Senior, 1942-43. McCallum, Cockburn — Junior Interne, 1941-42. “Well, I can’t understand that —I was in all evening and they didn’t even call me!” Kasian, Peter — Junior Interne, 1941-42. The obstetrician and gynecologist of the now famous Transcona Clinic. Hodgson, Murray —Junior Interne, 1941- 42. The surgeon, orthopedist and yodeller of the Transcona Clinic. The interne who believes in rising early, but that’s all. CoMRiE, Clifford —Junior Interne, 1941- 42. The third of the Transcona trio. Will probably handle dermatology and all neurotic females. Just loves those “brawling brats” on St. Louis. Watkins, Robert— Junior Interne, 1941- 42. Probably knows lots, but says less than anyone else. Fraser, Gordon —Junior Interne, 1941-42. Seems that calls have interfered to some extent with Gord’s routine, but he doesn’t refuse to take them. Fainstein, Saul —Junior Interne, 1941-42. “Love is for unlucky folk. Love is but a curse.” That is the propaganda Saul tries to spread. He’s an underminer and a blower-upper. 51 Franks, Frederick —Junior Interne, 1941- 42. It’s doubtful whether Fred or Mugan is ahead in the race for com¬ plete alopecia. Every hair off the head means a dollar in the bank. So if you are looking for money — Fred has plenty. Rotating Senior, 1942-43. Brown, Everard G.—Junior Interne, 1941- 42- “If I should labor through daylight and dark— Consecrate, valorous, serious, true. Then on the world I would blazen my mark. And what if I don’t and what if I do?” Jacques, Robert —Junior Interne, 1941-42. The family man. “Or if I blush when thou shalt call me Tit-ta or Daddy.” Ranosky, Michael —Junior Interne, 1941- 42. The photographer of S. B. H. One of the better connoisseurs of food. “We’ve all things that’s meat, and mostly in season. But why always bacon?—come, give me a reason.” Rotating Senior, 1942-43. Little, Adam S.—Junior Interne, 1941-42. “Not by their size alone do we judge men and things.” A great believer in the other way of treating acute appen¬ dicitis. Resident in Medicine, 1942-43. Home on holidays. Wide open spaces. Cantering at Cam¬ bridge. Over her shoulder- Such temptation! Through the window. Three oj a kind. Be back by ten! He’s waiting in the parlor! Tea time. Last of the appendix. Dr. Hirt’s office. 54 I T seems but a short time ago that you and I, the nurses-m- training at St. Boniface Hospital, first met when we came here as orobationers to this institution. Our three years have been rich in opportunities which we hope we have accepted to the fullest. May they help us as we travel onward, so that we may assume a greater responsibity and try to render a fuller, richer service. Today we stand at the peak of a happy past and an un¬ known future. After three short years together we now step out into the world—what the future holds we do not know, but one thing is certain: every new gift that our profession gives us, brings with it a new opportunity. Our future, too, we hope, will be successful and happy; we know that this depends largely on ourselves, but we must not forget those whose careful guidance and teaching have made us what we are today. Sister Superior, Sister Clermont, Sister Dion, Sister Pilon and our ward supervisors who have so willingly devoted their time to us; Miss Roach, Mrs. Kurtze, Miss Swaine, Miss Troendle, Miss Goodman and our doctors, we have found to be true friends and teachers. Our debt to you is great, and while we must have been very trying at times, we hope you will forgive us, and we trust that in the years to come we may show you, in a satisfactory manner, that we have benefitted by your teaching. To you we wish to extend our heartfelt thanks. During the past three years many lasting and happy friend¬ ships have been formed, and though we depart today some¬ what saddened to know that this is the last time we will all be together, may we go forth determined to show the world that “We will not fail or falter; we shall not weaken or tire,” but continue to carry the high ideals which have been set before us during our stay at St. Boniface Hospital. Farewell now, friends, and may we leave this gathering today and go out into the world to serve mankind, with high hopes for the future and courage in our hearts. “Each is given a book of rules, A mass of stone and a box of tools. And each must make ’ere life has flown A stumbling block or a stepping stone.” Rheta a. Lawson. 55 ECHOES FROM THE CORRIDORS Howson: “Is it 9.30? I must hurry.” Bradshaw: “Let me know when you’re finished on the phone.” Bingham: “I’m going to bed early tonight.” “Anyone going out tonight? I want a coke, please.” “Keep quiet . . . the night nurses are trying to sleep.” Lazenby: “Can I have the tub now?” “Have you got anything to eat?” “Did you just get off duty?” “Did my buzzer ring?” It was his first airplane ride, and he had only been up three or four minutes when the pilot began laughing. “Is it worth repeating?” he asked, glad for a diversion. “Sure,” said the pilot, turning half way around in his seat, “I’m just thinking— tee hee hee—of the expression on their faces—tee hee hee—at the asylum when they find I’ve escaped.” Breathes there a man with soul so dead, who never hath turned his head and said, “Hmmm, not bad!” Miss Creech: “You ought to take chloro¬ form.” Miss Mason: “Yeh? Who teaches it?” Patient (in waiting room of doctor’s office): “How do you do?” Second Patient: “So-so. I’m aching from neuritis.” First Patient: “Glad to meet you. I’m Mendelbaum from Chicago.” He rocked the boat. Did Ezra Shank; These bubbles mark O O o o o Where Ezra sank. Mountain Guide: “Be careful not to fall here. It’s dangerous. But if you do fall, remember to look to the left. You get a wonderful view.” Miss Troendle: “You can ask a question, but make it short.” Kay MacDonald: “Well, when a doctor gets sick and another doctor doctors him, does the doctor doing the doctoring have to doctor the doctor the way the doctor being doctored wants to be doctored, or does the doctor doing the doctoring of the doctor doctor as he wants to doctor?” 56 Kittleson: “What is Protoplasm?” Miss Goodman: “Protoplasm is living matter in a cell.” Kitty: “Oh, I see—a jailbird.” Eileen: “Why do you speak so hoarsely?” Bess: “I was talking through a screen door and strained my voice.” Maurice: “But doctor, I’ve been holding my tongue out for five minutes now and you’re not looking at it.” Doctor: “Oh, I just wanted a few mo¬ ments quiet while I wrote out the pre¬ scription.” Moffitt (at the photographer’s): “Hurry and take the picture before the curl goes out of my hair.” Miss Placed: “What did you do before you came here?” Miss Fortune: “I took medicine for one year.” Miss P.: “And you feel better now?” Dr. Kobrinsky: Will you students in the back of the room please stop exchanging notes?” “They aren’t notes, sir, they’re cards. We’re playing bridge.” “Oh, I beg your pardon.” It had been a hard day and Dr. Hossack was tired. “Any more patients?” he asked Miss Tulloch. “Yes,” she said, “there’s a woman who says she is troubled by a dual personality.” “Aw rats!” said the Doctor, “tell her to go chase herself.” Patient: “Hey, that wasn’t the tooth I wanted pulled!” Dr. Hurst: “Now, now, calm yourself. I’m coming to it.” Miss Hutchison: “What happened to the new probationer that came last week?” Miss Willetts: “She was brushing her teeth with some of that new-fangled foamy toothpaste and one of the other proba¬ tioners figured she had hydrophobia and shot her.” “Nurse,” said little Johnny, “don’t men ever go to heaven?” “Why, of course, my dear. What makes you ask?” “Because I never see any pictures of angels with whiskers.” “Well,” said Miss Collins, thoughtfully, “some men do go to heaven, but they get there by a close shave.” The distinguished visitor to a hospital for the insane was having difficulty trying to make a telephone call. Finally he lost his temper. “Look here, young woman,” he angrily said to the telephone operator, “do you know who I am?” “No,” she replied, “but I know where you are.” “Have you heard that Mary is engaged to that good-looking new X-ray spe¬ cialist?” “She is? Well, forevermore! I wonder what he sees in her?” MAIDEN’S LAMENT Farewell dear silk, A fond “Good-bye”, You’ve other uses now I see: As a parachute you’ll land some guy; That’s more than you ever did for me. Skeptic Miss: “Can this coat be worn out in the rain without hurting it?” Fur Salesman: “Lady, did you ever see a skunk carrying an umbrella?” Hewitt: “Hey, did you take a shower?” Howson: “No, is one missing?” 57 DR. STEPHENS TOLD US THIS ONE: The baldheaded patient in the Mental hospital was tearing up and down the hall, pulling at the curtains, knocking at doors, and laughing happily. Another patient sat quietly at his draw¬ ing board, paying no attention to him. The first patient stopped by the board, stared in amazement, then gasped: “Why do you sit there drawing all day? You must be crazy!’’ The other looked up slowly up to his shining head, and replied: “Well, what do you think you’re here for . . . dandruff?’’ “Is old Angus a typical Scotsman?” “Is he? He’s saved all his toys for his second childhood!” Old lady (to parachutist): “I really don’t know how you can hang from that silk thing. The suspense must be terrible.” Parachutist: “No mum; it’s when the suspense ain’t there that it’s terrible.” A man entered the waiting room of the hospital. His head was enveloped in bandages. “Are you married?” asked the doctor. “No,” replied the man. “I’ve been run over.” Dr. Burrell awoke after his operation and found the blinds of the room drawn. “Why are those blinds down, doctor?” he asked. “Well,” said Dr. McNulty, “there’s a fire across the street and I didn’t want you to wake up and think the operation had been a failure.” Miss Rogal went to have her graduation shoes fitted. “How long have you been on your feet?” inquired the clerk. “For two and a half years,” she replied. Miss Lawson: “This liniment makes my arm smart.” Miss Ottley: “Then why not rub it on your head?” Miss Geenen: “I’m looking for someone to lend me five dollars.” Miss Tremblay: “Well, you’ve got a nice day for it.” Mary: “I asked for chicken broth!” Waiter: “Well, miss, it’s chicken broth in its infancy. It’s made from the water the eggs were boiled in.” The psychologists say that a person who doesn’t sleep enough will die sooner. There is no doubt that Sexton will be immortal. Have you ever had difficulty in trying to read the penmanship of a doctor? After obtaining the medicine one patient took the prescription and used it for years as a railway pass—twice as an invitation to a dance—once as a complimentary ticket to a show—and later as a recommendation from his employer.—And in the evening his daughter played it on the piano. DEFINITION OF A NURSE A nurse is a marvellous compound of science and nature. She is trained like a doctor, registered like a Holstein cow, starched like a full dress shirt, and salaried like a farmhand. But can she do miracles? She can make a five-foot sheet cover a six-foot bed, and shake down a clinical thermometer without dislocating her wrist, or putting her patient’s eye out. Wanted!—as soon as possible, by Dr. Franks and Dr. Mugan,—hair tonic! 58 Gongra tu la tions 1942 Qraduates f J. C. LAWRENCE Office Phone 96 144 Res. Phone 72 4 -•GREAT-WEST LIFE Congratulations and Best Wishes to the 1942 Graduates BRATHWAITE ' S LTD Portage at Vaughan 59 THE IDEAL NURSE He made her heart brave, true and kind And like His mountain streams her mind As crystal-pure, yet swift or deep As where their waters rush or sleep. Her hands He made firm, tender, skilled, Their touch with His own pity filled. And gave, to make His nurse complete A sense of humour, wholesome, sweet. God made a nurse—thank God. “Perfection consists not in doing extra¬ ordinary things, but doing ordinary things extraordinarily well.” Yahoudi is the little blind glow worm who carried the light that failed through the corridors of the nurses’ home looking for Ethyl Chloride, the 1942 graduate who paid for her Year Book with the last note of the unfinished symphony. Congratulations to the Qraduating Glass of 1942 Paulin Chambers Co. Ltd. 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MONTREAL CANADA 61 MY NURSE They tell me she’s only a probie, For no cap adorns her brow, But her smile like the summer sunshine Steals into your heart somehow. So to me she’s a ministering angel, There isn’t the slightest doubt She’ll be there at last when the Master Is handing the halos out. She comes on the ward each morning With a roguish gleam in her eye. But there’s nothing too small for her notice Or no task too big to try. With a heart full of understanding She cares for the young and the old. Well, she may be only a probie. But she is worth her weight in gold. —F. Hughes. Miss Goodman: “What happens when a body is immersed in water?” Miss Lazenby: “The telephone rings.” COMPLIMENTS OF . . . St. Boniface Creamery Ltd. MILK, CREAM, BUTTER Compliments of McAINSH CO. LIMITED Dealers in Good Books since 1885 388 Yonge Street Toronto ★ We can supply any Nursing book desired. Also specialists in general books. Telephone 201 114 ST. BONIFACE, MAN. HOW ARE THEY MADE? A bundle of energy, An acre of tact, A brain to remember Each medical fact, A bushel of work A tenth grain of flirt, A white uniform And a stiff undershirt, A couple of smiles. Not a cent in his purse. This then is a typical St. Boniface Nurse. Daylight saving it founded on tne old Indian idea of cutting off one end of the blanket and sewing it to the other end to make it longer. Good Manners — The knack of over¬ looking the other fellow’s bad ones. JAMES SHAEN OPTOMETRIST OPTICIAN 204 Montgomery Building WINNIPEG - MANITOBA Phone 96 042 Lyceum hoto Studio Established 1920 30 Stobakt Bldg., 290 Portage Ave. (Next to Lyceum Theatre) Winnipeg, Man. Portraits - Passports - Copy Work Wedding Photos our Success . , . IS THEIR SUCCESS TELEPHONE THE FOLKS AT HOME AND YOUR FRIENDS LONG DISTANCE CONVEYS ... THE PERSONAL TOUCH Rates are lower after 7:00 p.m. and All Day Sunday MANITOBA TELEPHONE SYSTEM 63 64 65 For Your off-Duty Hours Choose Smart and Serviceable HOSIERY yi MC P from EATON Branded Lines Qatonia Bemberg rayon and silk leg. Sheer chiffon and mid-weight chif¬ fon. Full fashioned. Reinforced with lisle cotton. As- t 1 1Q sorted colors. Pair m | EATON’S “THRIFT” Bemberg rayon leg. Cotton top. Service chiffon weight. Full fash¬ ioned. Popular colors. OO.— Pair OVC EATON’S “BRAEMORE” Bemberg rayon leg. Cotton top. Mid-chiffon. Rein- forced with lisle cotton. Popular colors. Pair _ Sizes in all lines, 81,4 to IQi o Hosiery Section, Main Floor, Portage. EATON C9. WINNIPEG CANADA 66 COMPLIMENTS OF . . . he innipeg J oller J ink With the Compliments of Campbell Hyman Limited Serving the PHYSICIAN - HOSPITAL - NURSE for over 20 years Phone or write to CAMPBELL HYMAN LTD. 236 Edmonton St. Winnipeg (South of Graham) Phone 87 045 SHEET METAL Manufacturers, Roofers and Contractors ROGERS MADE IN CANADA. TRADEMARK RE6D. KITCHEN EQUIPMENT MANUFACTURERS The following are some of our specialties: Monel Metal Sinks Shelving Ventilating Grills Metal Awnings Fireproof Doors Fireproof Windows Conductor Pipe Eavestroughs Coal Chutes House Tanks Galvanized Sheets Black Sheets Copper Sheets Monel Metal Stainless Steel Corrugated Iron Metal Roofing and Sidings Metal Buildings Smoke Stacks Felt and Gravel Roofing Roofing of all kinds CANADIAN ROGERS LTD. Sheet Metal Roofing WINNIPEG TORONTO 67 For 5 arses SMART, COMFORTABLE UNIFORMS Made to Measure by ARTENSTEIN UNIFORMS Phone 51 367 390 Church Ave. Winnipeg, Man. Mail Orders given prompt attention. Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it. The man who knows “how” will always have a job. The man who knows “why” will always have his boss. As to methods there may be a million and then some, but principles are few. The man who grasps principles can successfully select his own methods. The man who tries methods, ignoring principles, is sure to have trouble.—Emerson. Four things a man must learn to do If he would make his record true; To think, without confusion, clearly; To love his fellowmen sincerely; To act from honest motives purely; To trust in God and Heaven securely. —Henry Van Dyke. Miss Bradshaw to Miss Adams: “If I’m studying when you get back, wake me up.” FUR COATS Mh duality, Style and durability A The Toronto Fur Co. INNES BROS. Ltd. (Established 1904) 391 PORTAGE AVENUE WINNIPEG 68 69 71 LECROS ' Confectionery and Smallwares Cosmetics - Stationerv Welldrest Hosiery in white and latest shades 406 Tache Avenue (Opposite St. Boniface Hospital) TASKS If a task is once begun Never leave it ’till it’s done; Be the labor great or small, Do it well or not at all. The rewai’d of one duty is the power to fulfill another.—George Elliot. DARLING HATS ... j Where Style plus Quality Predominates V $1.88, $2.88 to $6.95 See our large selection of y HANDBAGS - GLOVES - HOSIERY IDAHLING HAT SHOT LTD. 375 Portage Avenue SWoi jo! VITAMIN D 1 BREAD • Try this new loaf today. • Ask your grocer or have daily. our salesman call Speirs Parnell Baking Co. Ltd. “Feeding a City since 1882” 72 Doctors’ and Nurses’ Directory 212 Balmoral St. Winnipeg, Man. 24-HOUR SERVICE Phones: Victorian Order of Doctors’ ... 72 152 Nurses night calls. Nurses ... 72 151 Sundays and Registered Nurses holidays Practical Nurses Phone 39 892 P. BROWNLEE, Reg. N., Registrar LA VERENDRY For Good Steaks and Home Cooked Meals come to £a erendry Gafe Just opposite St. Boniface Hospital Mrs. Gay, Prop. 414 Tache Ave. Phone 202 990 Keep our Step ull of ep . . . Shoes from MacLeod’s have for years been the symbol of Value and Smartness. An unusual selection, repre¬ senting the cream of this season’s styles, awaits your inspection at MacLeod’s, where every pair is fitted with care. McLEOD ' S SHOE SHOP 378 Portage Ave. Corsages. . . From the Orchid — perfect in design and color harmony and priced moderately. Our modern, scientific equipment for conditioning flowers, and our long experience in selecting quality stock . . . is the reason that “Orchid Quality” flowers last longer in your i home. I I Victor Scott 311 DONALD STREET 73 BOWL FOR FUN . . FOR HEALTH . . . FOR RELAXATION . . . NORWOOD ALLEYS Special Rates to Nurses 130 Marion Street Phone 202 982 WORDS Words may be tools with which we chisel thought Into an image of our mind, clear and wrought; Or threads with which we weave a proud disguise To hide our inmost selves from prying eyes. SMILES Smile a smile; when you smile, another smiles. And soon there’s miles and miles of smiles. And life’s worth while if you but smile. DUTY When Duty comes a-knocking at your gate, Welcome him in, for if you bid him wait. He will depart only to come once more And bring seven other duties to your door. W. J. DODDS, Manager Phone 24 993 The Model Manufacturing Co. Ltd. 328 SMITH STREET, WINNIPEG INDUSTRIAL UNIFORMS PROFESSIONAL UNIFORMS OFFICE SMOCKS HOSPITAL UNIFORMS HOOVER APRONS WAITERS’ COATS BUTCHER COATS TEA APRONS 74 THINGS THAT MAKE LIFE WORTH WHILE 1. Dr. Davidson’s little jokes. 2. Two a.m. leaves at Xmas. 3. The day you come off nights. 4. Quote, “You are off the study list.’’ 5. “No drill this morning.” 6. “Sister Clermont will see the nurses re holidays.” 7. An approving smile from a super¬ visor. 8. Ice cream on Sunday. 9. Choice of half-days. 10. A letter from home with your monthly allowance. CONGRATULATIONS GRADUATES ! LO ' NS STONE WORKS LIMITED 234 St. Mary’s Road, Norwood, Winnipeg P. COUTU SONS Ifuurral 156 Marion St. Phone 201 456 Norwood Office Phone 27 272 Factory Phone 24 211 Sandra s FURS AND LADIES’ APPAREL Fur Coats Made to Order Furs Repaired, Remodelled and Stored. 339 Portage Ave. Winnipeg, Man. PRINTING RESULTS ...YOUR SILENT SALES FORCE Your Printing should “speak well” of you and your business. Your Stationery should create an impression just as favorable as you do in person. That’s why we suggest V-4eWALLINCFORD PRESS JIU. For Printing that gets Results! Phone 21 368 Wallingford Bldg., 303 Kennedy St. 75 COMPLIMENTS OF . . JACOB-CROWLEY MNFC. CO. LTD. WINNIPEG SUITS, COATS — NURSES’ CAPES, Etc. GRADUATION SPRING GOWNS AND FROCKS OF DISTINCTION Telephone 27 722 381 Portage Ave. HAND TAILORED MANNISH SUITS AND COATS TO SUIT YOUR BUDGET OF WINNIPEG LIMITED ARTISTS • PHOTOGRAPHERS • ENGRAVERS Keep it alive with a BAY PORTRAIT INCORPORATED Z’Tf MAY 1670. A moment to be remembered THE BAY PORTRAIT STUDIO Get your photograph taken where hundreds of graduates come every year. Beautiful life-like portraits guaranteed at reasonable prices. 77 78 9 9 (i 9 9 9 79