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

Text from Pages 1 - 92 of the 1943 volume:

t. dS ' TOT E DELES ★ By Q iaducitiH ClaM, of the Bt. Bo4iif ace. BcUoal ajf J li4A44 tu 1 P iJ04nUe 0 the. . . . Theme of 29th Annual Conven¬ tion of the Manitoba Association of Registered Nurses. Courtesy of Canadian Murses’ Association. 2 St. Boniface Hospital 3 ediccU€04t ★ T ECAUSE the nation is watching, waiting, and thinking of the future — the future of our country, of our liberty and of mankind —we, the Graduating Class, wish to dedicate this book to the future nurses, those younger students following us, and who will some day take their place beside us — in the future of the world. 3 CJtiioAdal T hree years have passed since we, as a group of proba¬ tioners, entered St. Boniface School of Nursing. We were eager and ambitious, full of hope, as days flew by, to win for ourselves a black-banded white cap and the title of Graduate Nurse. The dream has been realized. The black-banded cap and the title are now a reality. The Hospital, the Doctors, the Sisters, have done their part; what we do with our heritage depends only upon us. No other profession offers greater opportunity to help humanity, for the Nursing profession knows no boundaries. Where there is sickness we take our place, and may we, wher¬ ever that place may be, do our duty to the utmost of our ability and profession. After a lapse of several years the student nurses again took up the task of editing a Year Book. This is the third edition of the new series of Estate Fideles. Each year we have been proud to add new achievements toward our extra curriculum activities. And now, it is to all those who have through their contributions, interest, and tireless effort made our Year Book possible, we wish to extend our sincere appre¬ ciation. To the Doctors and friends who have contributed articles; to Sister Clermont and Sister Dion for their help and encouragement at this and all other times in our training; to the girls on the Editorial Staff for their ever-ready assistance; thank you. And here may we of the Editorial Staff make our acknowledgements to all our Advertisers. To those nurses who will come after us and to whom we are dedicating this book, we say, “May your days of training be as full of learning and happiness as ours.” M. GIBSON. 4 2 ocio MEDICINE: Dr. J. D. Adamson, Head of Medical Dept. 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, Head of Surgical Dept. Dr. A. C. Abbott Dr. A. M. Goodwin Dr. R. O. Burrell Dr. A. T. Gowron Dr. D. F. McIntyre E. E. N. T.: Dr. C. M. Clare Dr. D. M. Genoff ORTHOPAEDIC: Dr. A. P. MacKinnon Dr. K. C. McGibbon Dr. H. Funk GYNECOLOGY: Dr. J. D. McQueen, Head of Gynecological Dept, Dr. Rice Dr. E. W. Stewart Dr. W. F. Abbott Dr. Rady PROCTOLOGY UROLOGY: Dr. J. Bourgouin OBSTETRICS: Dr. S. Kobrinsky Dr. H. Guyot A NAESTHETISTS: Dr. J. Nylander Dr. R. L. Howden Dr. V. F. Bachynski Dr. R. Letienne PATHOLOGIST: Dr. J. Prendergast VENEREAL DISEASE: Dr. K. J. Backman DENTIST: Dr. Black Dr. Weir RADIOLOGIST: Dr. D. Wheeler Dr. F. Miles REMEMBER Nurses! You have heard your duty call Serving mankind one and all Regardless of color, race or creed Doing always a kindly deed. Nurses! Yours is a lofty aim Be ever true to your revered name, Be ever ready to lend your aid; Remember the vow that you have made Nurses! As long as man does ail Honor the name of Nightingale, Remember the cause you chose to serve From your duty never swerve. oaAiUtc the. To the Graduates of 1943: T O ADDRESS a parting word to the graduates of the Nursing School of our Hospital is a privilege which I deeply appreciate. I speak to you in the name of the attending Staff of St. Boniface Hospital with whom you have been intimately associated these past three years. It has been our lot to carry on the work of this large institution together in trying times. We have endeavored to teach you and to direct your efforts so that the most good would come to the patients entrusted to our joint care. At the same time we have done all in our power to develop your professional talents and sick-room attitude so that a graduate of our institution will be able to take her place among graduates of other hospitals with a feeling that she has had a course and training second to none. Conditions during your stay here have been such that the attend¬ ing medical staff and the nursing staff have both had to work under the stress of larger numbers of patients with less of our numbers to do the job. This has developed in you a greater capacity for respon¬ sibility and efficiency which will serve you in good stead in the future. We hope that you will remember us as doctors, teachers and friends, with whom, and under whose influence, you spent three of your formative years of life. We hope you will remember us as friends who have always striven to make you happy in your work, even though at times we have had to criticize and correct you. We will remember you as willing pupils whose devotion to duty and understanding of the sick, merit our thanks and appreciation; we will remember you as our helpers, always cheerful and happy to do your part. Now that you are about to leave us you will carry forth the name of our Hospital to the four comers of the world—a tribute to our efforts and a credit to yourselves and to our institution. President of Staff and Staff Executive. 7 llelfUce. et P iXi4 fUce T he three years of didactic and practical instructions are approaching the climax of graduation. You have had to work hard; to sacrifice a great deal; you had to forego many of the pleasures and pleasantries that belong to girls during the blooming years of life. You have had to turn in not later than 10 p.m. when it seemed that another hour or two would have meant a little bit of additional heaven. . But what have you on the other side of the balance sheet? Surely there is no worthier career to be wished on any young lady. You must agree with me in your moments of peaceful meditation that nothing else could have given you greater satisfaction than the privileges your Alma Mater made possible for you. You have received a higher education—higher in the true sense of the word. You have had opportunities to come into most intimate contact with—and help perceptibly to re¬ lieve—human suffering, spiritual, as well as physical. It was, is and will be your lot to follow in the footsteps of such illustrious women as Elizabeth Fry, Elizabeth Black- well, Marie Zakrezewska, Florence Nightingale and Mde. Youville. I know from my personal observation of the ’43 class that the Sisters and all the rest of us, who are interested in your welfare, can expect great achievements from your future endeavors. One cannot help but refer to the colossal struggle that the world is subjected to at present. Surely the forces of evil will be overcome soon, and all the horrible carnage and misery that war inevitably brings will not have been in vain. Your predecessors from St. Boniface are reaping rewards of undying gratitude for the splendid work they are doing wherever they happen to be. Let us hope that whereas in the past the progress in the art of nursing was mainly due to the “impetus of religion, war and science,” in the future nursing will never need, nor have, war as a stimulus. The inevitable coming of “socialized” state medicine will bring greater demands than ever for nursing service both in the therapeutic and the preventative fields of medicine. What a vista of opportunities for creative work! In conclusion let me quote “—in this bivouac of life be not like dumb driven cattle; be a hero in the fight.” 8 Va tlte. Cla44 After three years of difficult work and strict discipline you have reached the goal which seemed so far and distant at the beginning of your career. During these years you have gained much knowledge and experience in the treatment of pain and disease, you have seen the effect of suffering on the human mind, and you have to be kind to the sick. As graduate nurses, you now truly embark on your life’s work. During these trying times, every Canadian must strive to give his best for his coimtry, at home, as well as abroad. Now, more than ever, there is work to be done, and, it must be done efficiently. The sense of duty and devotion to suffering humanity will make you realize your responsibilities. I congratulate you sincerely on your graduation and wish you great success and happiness in your future. Obstetrical Staff. a l te Memiten4, the. f9 3 QnaAuaiUu My most sincere congratulations on your Graduation! You are bidding adieu to your Alma Mater, to face a changing world. You shall live through trying years, now and after the war. There will be much unrest and readjustments of all sorts to be made. At this time of your entrance on to the world’s scene, “for all the world’s a stage,” I know you will play your part well, walking in dignity and “in virtue and white linen,” as Hugo has said. Go out in this world which needs you badly. Give it the best you have, ever mindful of your responsibilities to your fellowmen, your country, and your God. I know you will not fail, and may God bless you. May He inspire your work, and be your “Protector and Reward exceeding great.” 0 ' h 9 Ja the. of tUe. f9 3 Q uui4UitUt QlaA4 Dear Graduates, Now that you have reached your goal, may you ever remember your graduation day; for this year, far more than in previous years, is vested a trust that you will serve your nursing profession faithfully in war and in peace. Suffering humanity needs you! Your Alma Mater is with you to say “God bless you!” General Superintendent and Superior of St. Boniface Hospital. Dear Graduates: It is an honor and a privilege to have the opportunity of sharing with you one of the proudest and happiest occasions of your life: an event so important in your career and so happy in its presentation that it will always remain a treasured and prized memory. After an intensive preparation of three years, your school confers upon you the privileges and responsibilities of a very noble profession. The immense panorama of the nursing field lies before you from which you may choose your particular service. It is with mingled feelings of pride and regret that we bid you farewell and God-speed. May you by your steadfast loyalty to your school and its ideals increase the prestige which those who have gone before you have striven to maintain. “Henceforth the School and you are one. And what You are, the race shall be.” Superintendent of Nurses. 10 eoA Qn sAuatlnt Qla i6, T FEEL highly honored in being asked by you to publicly congratulate you on this occasion of your graduation. It seems such a very short time since I welcomed you, in the classroom, to the beginning of a new phase in your lives, and it makes one proud to have been instrumental in assisting you, at least in part, along the road towards your goal—Graduation. This is the day when you have fulfilled the requirements demanded by your associates and the state, the day when you publicly take your Nightingale pledge and receive your diploma. You have succeeded. To have succeeded is only a small measure of success and this success is not complete with your graduation, because success at best is forever first—beyond reach and therefore this day is but a beginning of another phase in your career. A phase in which you will be given op¬ portunities to put into practice the con¬ crete knowledge for which you have been given this diploma. There are, however, many other things which you have learned, not from other books, not from teachers, but from contacts with human nature and suffering; things for which no diploma is given, things which you could take to your heart or ignore, whichever you wished. You have all learned about tolerance, many of you to a degree which probably surprises you. Tolerance in yourselves and tolerance of others. You have, by actual contact and ex¬ perience, learned the value and the good of faith; the comfort it has given to those in physical and mental anquish, and to the dying. I have never seen a human with faith afraid to die. Hope. “Hope springs eternal in the human heart.” Those with little of it are doomed in the face of adversity, and hope has sustained many over a crisis which seemed unsurmountable. Cultivate it in yourselves. Teach it to others. How good it feels to give charitably, not necessarily the concrete things, but such priceless things as a smile, a kind word, a kind gesture, a little encourage¬ ment. What a difference these things make not only to the sick but to all of us. In no other profession are these things more useful, more necessary I should say, than in your profession, and nowhere are they met with more frequently or needed more direly. These are only a few of the little things that you have learned, but acquired. Cultivate them. Make good use of them. They will carry you so much closer to success. In closing I would urge you not to be satisfied to succeed but rather to continue to strive for success. I congratulate you one and all, though privately I think of each one of you separately and personally. 9 ’ Past Practical Instructress. 11 the l oad (With apologies to Tennyson) From cities, farms and country towns, We came with expectation; A bright-eyed, healthy looking lot. To start on our probation. Our first days here we’ll ne’er forget— New sights, new sounds, new faces; And lots of regulations, too— To keep us in our places. A little at a time we learned. Things nurses all must know: How to shake thermometers And keep our beds just so. We learned of all the ills of men From heart attacks to scabies. The technique for contagious cases And how to care for babies. Three years have passed, and now, at last. Our long sought goal is won; We take a bow—we’re nurses now Until our days are done. To cities, farms and country towns We shall go back again. And take with us all we’ve learned In our service to men. General Proficiency Presented by St. Boniface Nurses’ Alumnae Awarded to ELLA COLLISTER Bedside Nursing Presented by Dr. C. R. Rice Awarded to AGNES Le blond Obstetrical Nursing Presented by Dr. S. Kobrinsky and Dr. H. Guyot Awarded to JULIA MOROZ Charting Presented by Dr. M. Rady Awarded to CHARMIAN KINSEY Highest Standing in Theory Presented by Dr. J. D. Adamson Awarded to MARY GRAYSTON Executive Ability Presented by Birks-Dingwall Ltd. Awarded to MARGARET GIBSON Highest Standard in Theory Intermediate Class Presented by Dr. D. S. McEwen Awarded to ADELE GILMAN Junior Class Presented by Dr. A. Hollenberg Awarded to NOELLIE TUCKER 12 Ou i Cnje i We have a Standard—a perfection toward which we strive. In this, our crest, are the tokens to remind us of our pledge. The Angel’s Wing_of Mercy The Gavel_representing Strength and Fortitude The Cross ___of Sacrifice The Lamp_of Service The Three Stripes representing Three Years’ Prepa¬ ration jor our Profession And with it our fervent hope; may we always “hitch our wagon to this star” of perfection and never sever any of the links that make up this chain that binds us to nursing. 13 94UJie ntan4 f9 3 TT IS not without reason that people’s hearts are heavy—for many have suffered personal tragedies as well as the continuous and gradually increasing threat of snatching away the very foundations of our democracy and freedom. But, along with these heavy hearts come willing hands,—hands guided and made strong through deter¬ mination to keep our standards of life and liberty. The long months of training, the swift and brief assault, and the bitter harvest of death and suffering—all this sacrifice would seem needless, if it were not for our hope and faith in future freedom and victory. To see the flag of freedom raised again with¬ out strife and bloodshed surrounding it—for this, we pick up arms and lay down our lives. The world has come a long way during this last year—the battlefield becoming larger, graver—and we, with our small priva¬ tions and restrictions adding to the might of our manpower. The manpower itself is increasing; now the very young and the older men are in the front lines, and, replacing them in the Assembly line stand—our Women. Woman-power came into being. Now in this mechanized warfare, they are striding shoulder to shoulder with our men—giving their strength, knowledge and skill. But do you remember hearing of the first time women helped in war? Farther back in history than the Great War—it was at the time of the Crimean War, when Florence Nightingale undertook to carry womanly duties to the battle field. Women went among the wounded soldiers with their power of soothing and healing. So nurses went before, and nurses shall go again—are going again. Now, our turn is come, and we graduates are prepared to join in this fight for freedom. We have trained; and our trained minds and hands are being offered, not just to suffering, diseased humanity —but to the fighting men, the country we love, the God we worship. We shall join in this fight. C. KINSEY. y ;, BLANCHE BOURHIS—Regina, Sask. A sweet little French girl With jet curls and dimples deep. Her heart was ever in a whirl— But, oh! She changed her mind— again!! ROSE HAMILTON—Baldur, Man. Here is a girl who has what it takes To see things right to the end; Regardless of all the bad breaks. She stuck till she got her black band. IRENE ABREY—Deleau, Man. Abrey did her duty, Abrey did her stuff. And if Abrey saw you weren’t doing yours. You knew it soon enough. SISTER E. HAMON— Our jovial Sr. Hamon, Surprised us all this way When she frowned at us and exclaimed, “I’ll charge you amusement tax some day.” SISTER R. CHERLET— Good luck to Sr. Cherlet, We’ll toast her this proper way. After three years working with us girls It’s luck you need we should say. ENID BROWNING— Broadview, Sask. A tenant of Room 320, She kept it fairly neat. But her heart—was it not far away Upon the ocean with the fleet? ELLA COLLISTER—Broadview, Sask. A jolly girl with lovely dark eyes; When she didn’t go out at night She’d send out a friend for a bar and a coke To feed that perpetual appetite. BERYL COLLINS—Clanwilliam, Man. A girl with such a vim for living You will never see; Her hair is red—and as I said She’s one grand pal—believe you me. PEARL DUTKA—Yellow Creek, Sask. A quiet little thing When left on he r own. But when coupled with Bertha . . . Well, just hear those night nurses groan. EVELYN GAUTHIER—Ste. Anne-des- Chenes, Man. A good little nurse If ever you need one. Her prescription for life: “Live, laugh, and have fun!” AGNES GEENEN—Meunster, Sask. Who’s this at a quarter to ten Rushing into each room like a storm? Why don’t you tell me it’s Geenen again With—“Can you lend me a uniform?” JEANETTE HAMMETT—Rush Lake, Sask. They called her “Rockefeller,” Her budget was so well run; Around the 31st of every month We also went to borrow from 401. FRANCES HEIDGERKEN—Humboldt, Sask. When everything was going crazy. And we didn’t know when we’d get off, and how! Heidi would size up the situation By simply ejaculating “wow!” HELEN HOUSTON—Winnipeg, Man. Just another domesticated type. “I love the diet kitchen,” she con¬ ferred. As she bore around to put the custards away. Made with dextrose formula, the kind we like the best. EFFIE HUESTON—Melfort, Sask. Again she’s on the phone. Now away across the street; Who would ever guess. She had trouble with her feet. MARY JUNO—Torquay, Sask. A first class nurse is Juno, A faithful friend ’tis true; She has time for others’ trouble. And you rarely find her blue. MARY KROEKER—Winkler, Man. She never said much But she was lots of fun; A good worker too, A friend to everyone. ELEANOR McCORMACK—Weyburn, Sask. She loved the moonlight And she had her share of nights. To see Mac going on or coming off Was one of S. B. H.’s common sights. THERESE MENARD—Prince Albert, Sask. Did you hear a shout of laughter From a third floor room? That was just Menard, A dispelling of the gloom. JULIA MOROZ—St. Adolphe, Man. Good on wards. Good in theory too; What this girl doesn’t know. And the questions she can’t answer, are very very few. SHIRLEY OLSON—Weyburn, Sask. Olie is on nights now, “Not for her doth the midnight oil burn;” The moon to her is just another light bulb, Intravenous, interns, syringe, etc., are now her chief concern. ANNE OSBERG—Findlater, Sask. The clock says 6.50, Whose that tumbling down the stairs? Rudely shattering the silence. Will she get there in time for prayers? RETA RUSSELL—Russell, Man. A very lucky girl She does not lie in agony in bed. Her hair curls naturally. She has no metal curler dragging at her head. OLIVE SENUM—Pennant, Sask. We thought a lot of Senum, She helped relieve life’s bleakness; A loyal friend to all of us. Mumps was her only weakness. AUDREY TINGLEY—St. Boniface, Man. She is the artist of our class, A needlewoman too, tho not by choice; But towards the end of training. Her uniforms got woice and woice. HAZEL WALL—Dryden, Ont. Her conversation was brief and to the point, “Is anybody going out?” HYLDA WALKER—St. James, Man. On her half-day the girls from fourth Outside her door in festive mood. Would gather waiting her return from home Laden with delicious food. BERTHA WARBANSKI—Carey, Man. A very bright child She really knows her text. But alas it doesn’t give her any in¬ formation On what Pearl will do next. FLORENCE AVERY—Winnipeg, Man. “Like to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines. Of self-same color is her hair.” EILEEN BRIANT—Indian Head, Sask. She lives in four-twenty. Things are never in their places. She is seldom in And the room is always filled with other faces. MOLLY BRUST—Winnipeg, Man. A fascinating person, When classes are a bore; Molly wakes us up at intervals. By dropping books upon the floor. EDNA COLLINGWOOD—Leross, Sask. Did you hear a sound. Enough to wake the dead? It’s just a poor alarm-clock Trying to get our Edna out of bed. KATHRYN DANE—Souris, Man. We like this little girl. Her smile is always sunny; She’s never out of temper. Even though you want to borrow money. NORAH EDGAR—Winnipeg, Man. Not the type that settles down By the fire with a book. If you think she’ll be in bed ’fore ten, I’m afraid you’re sadly mistook. MARGARET GIBSON—Winnipeg, Man. “Gibby” some people called her, But she’s “Froggie” to us. Be it “Gibby” or “Froggie”—Sir, She sure does know her stuff. ENID GOULD—Teulon, Man. She rides the street cars, buses. Elevators, walks and even climbs stairs. To tell the wealthy ones with offices That for a few dollars, a page of the Year-Book is theirs. MARY GRAYSTON—Newdale, Man. A shining example of health. With vitality and energy immense; You’d never think she would be one. To come down with mumps in the residence. IZORA HAMILTON—Solsgirth, Man. A first class nurse. Her name is Izora; The nurses all like her. The patients adore her. KATHRINA KELLN—Duval, Sask. When you’re feeling blue. And you want to hear a joke, Go down to Katie’s room, she’ll tell you one Coupled with a bar and coke. CHARMIAN KINSEY—Winnipeg, Man. Her hair is a joy to behold. But this is the least of her charm. She can handle a concert, a party or tea. Without the slightest qualm. AGNES LeBLOND—Prince Albert, Sask. Agnes is a clever girl, But she’s no mathematician; So we always give her a job. Involving subtraction and addition. CECILE LEMIRE—Coderre, Sask. She likes going out And just like every other nurse, —To be on compulsory study, “What could be worse!” MAVIS MACDONALD—Indian Head, Sask. Her eyes they say a lot. And laughter lights her face; A sure cure Rx Medicine, That helps the saddest case. CAROLINE NAVID—Melville, Sask. She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies. And all that’s best of dark and light Meet in her aspect and her eyes. BEATRICE PEARSON—Whitewood, Man. On the dot of six in 339, We hear the alarm clock ring; We hear it shut off with a snap. For not till 6.40 from her bed does she spring. ROSE SOLNES—Dominion City, Man. Who’s buzzer was that? Who’s that on the phone? Who just rushed by the door? Again, our Rosie had gone. FLORENCE SPONARSKI— Rainy River, Ont. Spinny’s got what it takes. She’s a first class “nus” With glamour to spare And personality plus, plus. VERA WILSON—Winnipeg, Man. Poor child, she wrote These awful rhymes. You’d think she would find, A better way to fill her time. 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K g o ° 2 E MOl M’a .gi 3 I r i O I 0 ) ft to c ft «S2-2-S •S .2 • - fa 54- CO y t. 3 . 2 ®aS ftfa faO-H 3 faft CO E a g u g 5 iOogE ' 3-2 y Q }W •« CO yfa 2 ao CO Ci q ‘p yj og§S||S J fa aw g 3 3 ValeJUcto Mr. Chairman, Your Excellency, Members of the Clergy, Reverend Sisters, Fellow-Graduates, Ladies and Gentlemen: rnODAY, as we graduates stand upon the threshold of a vast world of new experiences and responsibilities, which will constitute our life’s work; we pause to consider what manner and number of things we have gained through our three years of study and toil. We are not the same shy individuals who, three years ago, eagerly awaited the time when we would delve into the mysteries of the nursing profession, which had, for a long time, held a strong fascination for us. Our very lives have “blossomed out,” as it were, almost as rapidly as the field of medicine, in forever opening up new paths to be explored. Having completed our preparations by long and careful study, we are ready to become members of this highly-esteemed and noble profession, clearly seeing our responsibilities and courageous in our acceptance of them. More than ever now, we must do our share and become a part in that great machine working towards the ultimate goal—Victory! For only by standing together, every one of us, will we be able to destroy the hatred and greed in this world, and in so doing, make it a place of peace and happiness. The work of the nurse, I believe, is one of the most satisfying tasks to which one could aspire. It can be both difficult and adventurous while doing it; and give a feeling of mastery when it is done. Routine is an ever present factor and yet, there is sufficient variety to balance the scale. Then too, nursing offers an opportunity of congenial associates. Nowhere else will a young woman find truer and stauncher friends than those she makes during her period of training. For three years we have lived, worked and studied together, and now the time has come for us to go our various ways. Whether in the front line, side by side with our gallant fighting men, or on the home front; we must keep our standards high, remembering that we all must serve—serve by helping the other fellow, not for money or gifts, but from the highest motives of charity. Through serving mankind in this way we will gain a happiness that will surpass all other rewards and which will satisfy the longing of a hungry, human soul. In closing, I would like to thank, on behalf of the graduating class, the Reverend Sisters of the hospital, who have patiently guided our faltering steps, and especially those who have so untiringly directed our training. To our doctors, who have given generously of their time and energy to help us in many ways; and to our graduate nurses for their encouragement, I extend our most sincere thanks. I would also like to express my appreciation for the honor that has been bestowed upon me on being selected to give the Valedictory address; and particularly mention the splendid co-operation of the members of my class in all our various activities. I am very proud to be a member of the graduating class of 1943, and again, I thank you. E. COLLISTER. 28 29 CLASS OF 1944 S 42 4) 0) C c3 . S3 u d Sg ■3 0-0 «0 . ' -1 7) “ CO t- jn cn Sy 0) o s- .Cm CO- o-2£ C D CO CJ t-3 S ■ . O.H o-f3 £mO tlX) CO AJ •2 1 6S Sg 73 C c sS Su -’5 j 2u HO . j u O Eh S . -o •o « as’c ' 5 0 0 ' -’ g C So3 m| o C TO-- d J-i: •o w AJ C 3 Q . 7 -1-5 COWM o u .M . y C c «« O (1) ii n ' O C’S O CO 3 P 0 KWQ d 73 S- I ™ W) I 73 g t- CO qjHO H o 3 § w o 3 ,• w hJ C o - o PC -a o CH CO M - -“C o C g . tuD 3 fey 0 0 U . 5 Oc J ' 43 .Si ? ' « . I t: 5 cO r 1 0 , •-S ™ a L |S «l 2 H -3 73 30 ATHER around this gay little sewing basket and we shall see if there are more bits of gay material that can be used to patch up the remnants of dreary times. The chief of our sewing staff is the wide-eyed needle Isabel Skinner, leading a long thread of girls through rough ma¬ terial and bright gay material. Those sharp-edged scissors that help our needle to do such a good job is Loreen Stewart. And there is our patching kit. But wait, needle, thread and scissors would make only an ordinary patch if it were not for our numerous bright individual colors in cloth. Gertrude Hutchinson, President of the Dramatic Club, comes from our bolt of sturdy but delicate blue satin. Mary MacKenzie, President of the Glee Club, is a piece of our dainty lace. So you see our merry sewing basket boasts many spools of gay colored thread and numer¬ ous bolts of material all which will make a successful article whatever category you wish to order. Somebody placed their order real early last year—and we produced a play—“A Modern Cinderella.” This was our first contribution toward the School Fund— rather successful too—wasn’t it? Miss Gallagher (business manager) financially speaking, of course. The annual events of the School at¬ tracted the talented social stripes and the sturdy organizing broadcloth. These cus¬ tomary activities which include the entire school, have committees from each class to help plan them. So we were daily represented with our classic silks and exciting jerseys. Adele Gilman and Phyl¬ lis Gallagher, our precious yardage of beguilding ribbons, unwound many a skein and bolt of “sheer silk” and “spun rayon” all of which ended up by pro¬ ducing an enticing evening of black magic. Came Christmas—with its gay colors and haunting songs. Come the concerts— with their new array of “stuff.” Smooth red velvet of Gertrude Hutchinson held as the radiant background of the uproari¬ ous dancing dolls. Fluffy marabou, M. Boose, trimmed this bit, so it held the Christmas spirit in true form. Green, gold, silver and white were the predom¬ inating colors of many varied materials. Sarah Gage and I. Crittendon, our eyelet embroidery piece in clog shoes. G. Grant in bright plaid of Scotland, and E. Hurd and I. Morris lend a “touch” of Ireland in soft muslin. K. Ried and J. Boons of same color of rich blue—our dancing sailors of serge. Soft dreamy waltzing chiffons and laces completed the picture of beauty. A. Maydanyk, E. Richter, K. MacDonald and F. Arcand were the grace¬ ful waltzing show. We were hostesses—or shall we say escorts to the Graduating Class. This, too, is a traditional epic—so we handled it in true traditional style, but with something new to the cut of the model to give it a new and modern touch. This all important design was under the creative skill of soft fine wool, Phyllis Gallagher, and shiny satin Adele Gilman, smooth rayon G. Hutchinson, crisp organdy J. Lanthier. These materials lent themselves well to the new artistic touch. Theatre party and dinner was the resulting design. In tune with the times, “warsages” replaced the corsages—they were war-saving stamps done up in tiny diplomas beribboned with the school colors of blue and gold. Then the eventful morning of Gradua¬ tion is come—and we are to set the at¬ mosphere for the day. New spring prints in the gayest of colors are the forerunners to this new pattern of work and living for these new Grads. G. Roy, G. Hutchinson, and M. Trumble present a riot of colors in silk prints to liven the spirits and budding confidence in the future fashions of design in life. As what shall come in the immediate future—it shall be our “Social event with remuneration”—our participation toward the School Fund. In preview I can tell you only of the bevy of beauty in colors and materials—but not of design which shall go into making something new and exciting. K. MacDonald, A. Maydanyk, M. Funk, I. Morris, and S. Gage—each adding new touches of cut, color and style. (Continued on page 66) 31 OuA ' Ifeafi Y ' ES, we’ve had it all—the fun, the sor¬ row, the hard work, the worry, the joy of a job well done, and the fear that we have not done our best. The days have all been richly blended and combine to make up such a year as its not lightly passed over, but one which we can always remember with pride. And now as we are safely embarked on our second year, we can look back with many a smile, some¬ times a little sorrow on those days when trials and errors predominated our life. It all began on January 16th, 1942. We watched one another curiously and anxiously, each wondering at the im¬ pressiveness of becoming a part of the whirl which went unconcernedly on. The first weeks were a confusion of early ris¬ ing, hours of study, and classes, books, bells, and buzzers. Suddenly we had been placed in the centre of Routine. Very gradually we amazingly, not only adjusted to the methods of attacks, but actually part of it all—with the gentle reminders from our Seniors that night-nurses are sleeping—and the dinner hour is at twelve for probationers. We had arrived and settled. Our “probie” days passed and we were gathered in the little parlor eagerly await¬ ing, yet dreading, our turn to see the Superintendent to learn if we deserved our caps. Next day, how proud we were to wear the badge of our achievement on our heads and feel, deep within us, that at least we were one of the houseful of girls who had been so kind and helpful in our first bewildered days. Remember how we used to be so startled when we were first addressed as “nurse,” forgetting we had gained the merit of a cap? But it was in August that our immediate Seniors officially welcomed us into their merry throng. We were initiated and for¬ mally introduced to the girls with whom we were to work and live for the next three years. Now we were really accepted as one among these student nurses. Came September, and with it a new group of Probies, so we no longer were the juniors. It seemed wonderful to watch someone else pass through that awkward stage. December—this was our first Christmas —and it was fun preparing for Santa in a way new and different to us all. But after our gaieties came hard studying again. January, 1943, we plunged hurriedly into the fury of our qualifying exams and suddenly, they too, were over, and life was normal again. But we lived in ex¬ pectancy and at last the dread day ar¬ rived when once more we gathered in suspense in the little parlor awaiting the Superintendent’s bidding. This time our fate hung on a blue ribbon, and with it, added responsibilities. But now that too is one of our lastmg memories and we are turning our faces forward to another goal —the goal that today’s Graduating Nurses have attained, and which will be the thing that will bring us the sense of a job well done. We congratulate the Graduating Nurses and express our gratitutde to them for what they have done for us. As well as actual help with our problems and in our work, they have been an example ever with us. Sometimes as we struggle on, we reach the point where we have felt we could go no farther. How many of us have often packed our bag — ready to leave; feeling we had started something we were not capable of finishing? But then, we looked around and saw them, young women like ourselves, going cheer¬ fully about their allotted tasks, and sur¬ mounting each barrier that was set before them. With a feeling of shame we quelled that self that had so easily become dis¬ couraged and set ourselves to work with t-enewed purpose. Now they have attained their goal. We wish to thank them for the many times they have consciously and unconsciously reached out and helped us. And now, with their diplomas in hand, they are leaving us to go to wider fields to spread their knowledge and kindliness. May they enjoy even greater satisfaction in gratitude and success, and continue to inspire those who follow them in theii- chosen prof ession. Con gratulations! RUTH WEBSTER, Sec.-Treas., Class of ’45. 33 Voice a ' P ' uoJUe We the Probies of Jan. ’43, A happy bunch for all to see— Blondes, brunettes and red heads gay, Herewith make moan our toilsome day. We start routine with brisk P.T. Then next our breakfast, prunes and tea. Thus refreshed, then forth we go. Our faces gleaming with morning glow. Patients’ wakened from their rest Apprehensively say: Oh! What pests! For well they know, victims they have been Of these the new therapeutic fiends. Mistakes are made, and the day looks dim. We manage to smile, though our chances are slim; And grit our teeth and strive with might. And lo! behold, the goal is still in sight. At last mid-day hour arrives. Good wholesome food on which the probie thrives. And after lunch, we greet with hail The arrival of the morning mail; Advice from Mom, and money from Dad, And cheering words from that certain lad. We, then, in classes our appointments keep— Some are there to learn, but some, alas! to sleep. In vain, instructors try to teach Myopic morons how to reach The dizzy heights of forensic knowledge— The goal for grads, of this, our college. After supper for awhile We sally forth with a winsome smile. But ere we hear the stroke of eight Off to study to avoid ill fate. And when the ten o’clock buzzer goes We’re off to sleep; forgetting our woes. At crack of dawn with sleep still blotto Bravely we say the probie’s motto— If we in ourselves seek greater light Our dawn .shall come, however dark our night. G. BIEGLER. 34 7 4e Sin 04fUlilan It isn’t the thing you do, dear, It’s the things you leave undone. Which gives you a bit of a heartache At the setting of the sun. The tender word forgotten. The letter you did not write. The flowers you might have sent, dear. Are your haunting ghost tonight. The stone you might have lifted Out of a brother’s way. The bit of heartsome counsel You were hurried too much to say. The loving touch of the hand, dear. The gentle and winsome tone That you had no time nor thought for With troubles enough of your own. Those little acts of kindness. So easily out of mind, These chance to be angels Which even mortals find. They come in night and silence. Each chill, reproachful wrath, When hope is faint and flagging. And a blight has dropped on faith For life is all too short, dear. And sorrow is all too great. To suffer our slow compassion That tarries until too late. And it’s not the thing you do, dear. It’s the thing you leave undone. Which gives the bitter heartache At the setting of the sun. Definition of snoring: Sheet music. GRADUATION 35 ' SUcM, Co ftpxiA ? O UU CUA.? Hair dishevelled, cap askew, She’s always in a dither too. Patches, patches everywhere. Mend for hours before can wear. Polish and shine from morn till night, Those old black shoes ne’er did look right. Trim and neat from head to toes. Calm and poised, where’er she goes. Starched and crisp with pin and crest. Makes its wearer look her very best. These white shoes need cleaning, too, But don’t they shine when you’re through? 36 THE STUDENT COUNCIL THIS day of days, I would like to look over the past year and recall the accomplishments of our Student body. Our Student Council, although comparatively young in existence, has done much to benefit the student members of our school. At the opening meeting of the term the yearly programme was outlined and our activities got under way. Behind the School Fund, on which the Student Body relies for its independent activities—there is a hope for a beginning of a Scholarship fund—I say a hope, for as yet it has not yet materialized—but our term of office is not quite over—and perhaps we will be able, if not to offer a complete scholarship, we can leave behind us a beginning toward that end. Last year a Glee Club was organized under the direction of Mr. Marius Benoist, and again this year its activities progressed. And to add to the nurses’ interests a Dramatic Club was organized under the supervision of Mrs. G. Graham. The Hallowe’en party and Christmas Concert were annual activities of the student body. The next school event will possibly be the tennis tournament. Our Student nurses, in spite of their very limited off-duty hours, are anxious to help all they can, and take part in this struggle which surrounds us. The girls meet one night a week in the Residence in groups of 40 or more to give their time as their war effort making surgical supplies. And too, this year the Student nurses have adopted a coat of arms. This shield, bearing all the insignias of our nursing profession, is to be our school crest. With the designing of this crest came the changing of our Christmas Greeting cards—they now boast our own nurses’ crest. Our Student Council is now well-established. Let us see that it matures and with it may the members of the school shoulder more responsibilities and privileges. 38 Qlee QluJ)- “The Heart needs music as the flowers need rain.” Honorary President _SISTER PILON President __M. MACKENZIE Vice-President _S. BERG Sec.-Treasurer _B. LOWEN HIS is only our second year of existence, so as great as we are, as a whole, neither exceedingly good or great—but we are try¬ ing. Here, may we say a special thank you to Mr. Benoist for he knows how “trying” we can be, and a thank you to Miss Berg, our patient accompanist. Our first meetings were spent reviewing selections, but in No¬ vember we began practicing for our first public appearance—the Annual Christmas Concert. “The First Noel,” “Silent Night,” were among the carols that we sang. Misses B. Wood, M. Dunfield and E. Fredlund were our soloists. Congratulations, girls, we liked it. On Christmas Eve, dressed in uniform and carrying lighted tapers, the Glee Club visited the Hospital wards to sing Carols. In January Miss B. Lowen became our new Secretary-Treasurer, due to the unforeseen absence of Miss Dunfield. MR. M. BENOIST, Director Appreciation of music is an essential part of learning music, and so the Glee Club was privileged in attending some of the Celebrity Concerts. Inspira¬ tion does come to us from great artists and good music. Now we are preparing for Commencement at which we shall sing: “Come to the Fair” _Taylor and Martin “The Keel Row” ___Percy Fletcher “Lullaby” _Brahms Later in May, arrangements have been made for the Glee Club to present a musical programme for the Alumnae of St. Boniface. We have learned something more and we hope have given some pleasure to those who have heard us. Our only hope is that our small successes will lead to a better Glee Club next year with more numerous and greater successes. To the Graduating class we extend When feeling blue. Try something new To change your thoughts and style; For the saving grace Of a smiling face Is worth an honest trial. our sincere congratulations and— When the clouds are dense And you have a sense Of some impending wrong; Just open your throat And strike a note Of some good, cheerful song. M. MacKENZIE. 39 2 uimcUlc GluJf- rpHE curtain falls on the last act of “A Southern Cinderella,”—a moment - ■ of silence—and then applause! The realization of a thing well done—a new venture had been fully completed. The Student nurses had presented their first play—this was in May, 1942. But from this performance of the first-year students an interest in dramatics was born. With the beginning of a new term and opening of a new season of the Student Council, a Dramatic Club was organized under the direction of Mrs. G. Graham. Because stage presentation involves more than merely saying lines we, through Mrs. Graham’s capable guidance, are learning the art and science of production, direction, costuming and make-up. As yet the stage artists among us are still hidden away—one fine day each will come into her own. It is only natural that the foundation of the Dramatic Club is composed of the members of the production of “A Southern Cinderella,” but added to its membership are girls from each class. As yet the Dramatic Club is still in its infancy, though we “tried our legs” at the Christmas Concert, at which we presented a one-act play—“The Dark Secret.” Perhaps in the near future we shall be able to “try our wings” and again present a three-act play; but that is yet to come and prophecy can be dangerous, especially when our ability is not yet well-founded. Although it takes talent to make a really successful Dramatic Club— interest is the nurse’s understudy for ability and through their continued work and interest in this Dramatic Club we, of the club this year, can only hope for the continuation of a Dramatic Club for the Student nurses. STUDENTS—are you with me? MRS. GRAHAM _ Directress GERTRUDE HUTCHISON _ President HELEN HOUSTON _Secretary 40 f PI Ue4f, cMelp JUe (led TOURING the past three years which claimed these girls’ attention in order to prepare them to enter upon the many branches of their chosen profession, they became, like all citizens, very much aware that extra work must be accomplished in shorter time, so as to assist in this, their countryhaen’s duty. What could be their “War Effort?” They had previously contributed to the British Civilian Nurses’ Relief Fund as had other nurses across Canada. But still they felt perhaps there was another way of giving help. Graduate Nurses were making surgical supplies—why couldn’t they? Recently they applied for permission to assist the Graduate Nurses in the preparing of surgical dressing for the Red Cross. So far they have averaged fifteen hundred dressings a week. Even during those years when the student nurse is just learning to find her way along the “path of responsibility,” she is accepting these responsibilities—especially in this time of trial. MRS. THERESA HULME. We Ane Oh, Ue WaA, Voo . . . ■ OWADAYS the women war workers don khaki, blues, or overalls ' and leather gloves. They learn to handle a monkey-wrench as well as they can handle the knitting needles. Some girls, in their leisure hours, act as hostesses—but our “off hours” are of such short duration that well . . . even our knitting is of no merit. But with will, carhe a way to do our share. The Red Cross Society, with special permission, came to us. It does sound like the mountain coming to Mohammed! Doesn’t it? It works like this: Under the instrustion of Mrs. Theresa M. Hulme the student nurses, in groups of about forty, take turns in attending the Red Cross meeting, held once a week, to make surgical dressings. Though the time we spend is short, the amount of work that is accomplished does help to balance supply to the demand. So we “ten o’clock” gals can do a little portion of war effort—and what could be more in our line than . . . surgical dressings? 41 Qh the o ENTER GRACIE BLUE DRESS . . . EXIT AGATHA WHITE GARB SHARP SHOOTING During a frontier whoop-a-doop a bad man, who was so skinny that if he closed one eye he would look like a needle, took a bullet in the leg. His friends rushed him to the camp doctor who stuck his head out of the window in reply to their cries. “Where’s he shot?” “In the leg.” “Some shootin’, called the doctor as he slammed the window and went back to sleep. CONSCIENCE: the inner voice which warns us that someone may be looking- Meneker. SUSPENSE It couldn’t be! A clammy sweat came out on the palms of my hands, my eyes dropped, and I almost swooned, so great was my amazement. Yet, there he was, his eyes flashing defiantly and his hands trembling as he sharpened the blade. I had an overwhelming desire to rush for¬ ward and stop the rash youth, but my muscles refused to function. The blade moved closer and closer to his throat with tantalizing slowness. I stiffened in horror, waiting for the first terrible swipe. Yes, in spite of all advice, my young kid brother was shaving! B. Strachan. 42 43 STAFF GRADUATES 44 Alu4fUUl I N 1906 the St. Boniface Nurses’ Alumnae Association was formed with thirty-two members. The meetings were small and were held in the different homes, and were chiefly of a social character. As the membership increased, the Nurses’ Residence was selected as a permanent meeting place. The following officers were selected for 1943: Honorary President ___ Rev. Sister A. Boisvert (Superior of St. Boniface Hospital) Honorary Vice-President ___ Mrs. A. Crosby President _______Miss S. Wright First Vice-President ___Miss Z. Beatty Second Vice-President _ Mrs. W. G. Montgomery Recording Secretary ___ Mrs. A. Little Corresponding Secretary ___Miss L. Vaudecar Treasurer —-...Miss J. Aubin Archivist ______ Mrs. R. Chalke When the first Great War was declared, sixty members answered the call. In 1939, when the second and present World War was declared, many nurses answered again. The activities of the Alumnae are varied: educational, social and welfare. We have a Scholarship Loan Fund to benefit nurses in Post-Graduate work. We have assisted in the work of the Red Cross and Milk for Britain Fund. The Alumnae held two regular monthly meetings during the year. A spring dance was held at the Marlborough Hotel in aid of the British Civilian Nurses’ Relief Fund. And again the annual fall dance proved to be the dominating social affair of the year. It is a tradition that the Alumnae entertain for the Graduating Class each year. So, again this year the Alumnae held a dinner in their honor. As is customary, last year was brought to a close with a banquet as a finale. Guest speaker at the event was Mr. Fred Gee. Our monthly meetings and annual events are customs carried on from year to year, but each term brings new endeavors both in welfare and educational work. During this past month or so, we, as a whole, and many members, individually, have become acquainted with those nurses who are soon to be part of the Alumnae. We have said “hello” and “please come and make yourself at home,” but now I would like to give a formal “welcome and congratula¬ tions” to them. We of the Alumnae want to hold the door open for you to pass into this wider field of endeavor. 45 jHoo kUu at tU AlumMXie jyi ' EETING called to order! There we were attending our first Alumnae meeting as invited guests. This was a preview, a spreading of the “welcome mat’’ to us of the Graduating class. The evening of March 10 marked another step for us—meeting the nurses of the Alumnae socially, as one of their number. After the general business meeting, Madame President, Miss Wright, presiding, the evening was left to the capable hands of their Social Convenor, Miss Rungay. The evening’s plan was a Fashion Show under the direction of Mrs. Gendal and Mrs. Smith. This feature though, held something special, the gowns shown were CREATIONS of many decades—and all wedding gowns; a rather whimsi¬ cal presentation to a group of spinster students. Each gown was an authentic wedding dress, the oldest, one of 60 years ago. Some with heavy applique, lace embroidery, lace insets, tucks, gathers, drapes, straight lines, flowing skirts, bustles and trains—each one with a love story behind it—a romantic thought, isn’t it? Yet we smiled at the finery of the brides of yesteryear. That was our first alumnae meeting—next time we attend we’ll have become active members of St. Boniface Alumnae. And too, during our last year we had been allowed to attend a meeting of the M. A. R. N.—Still in training but here we were being accepted as full fledged nurses and soon some of these responsibilities were to fall on us. This year was the first time this privilege has been extended to student nurses so we of the senior class were duly honored. And, as is customary, two members of the Graduating Class attended the Convention of the M. A. R. N. acting as representatives of their class. Charmian Kinsey and Agnes LeBlond were appointed to attend these impressive proceed¬ ings, upon which they reported to both their own class and to the alumnae. These are our few associations with our alumnae, but soon we of the graduating class, will be numbered among them as active members. 46 • • • WitU the Se t 4MJce6 J O you remember the day in June, 1940 —June 5th it was, when Winnipeg proudly waved goodbye to the first group of young women in uniform to go over¬ seas in this war? They were 50 pretty young women wearing the smart navy uniform of Nursing Sisters of the Royal Canadian Army Medical Corps. From the point of view of numbers, it’s a far cry from that day in June until this day in March. Now over 1,000 graduate nurses in Canada have been mobilized in the R.C.A.M.C., and more than 400 of them are on duty overseas. Another 300, wearing the same uniform and the South African badge, have left to take up duties in the South African nursing service. Bluebells is a name the old soldier found for the nursing sisters because of their light blue service dress with shining brass buttons. How well we know that uniform today—stiff white collars and cuffs, with the white apron and veil worn when on duty, the tan belt, the tan shoes and stockings. The navy top coat lined with scarlet is worn with matching crush hat. For dress-up occasions there is a silk CHOICE I’m not going out tonight; I need Some time to rest and a chance to read. I’m not going out to see a play Nor to dine and dance at a cabaret. There are letters, too, that I must write; Besides, it looks like rain tonight And I’m not going out while storm clouds brew— Besides, no one has asked me to! ★ Then there was the little moron who took the springs out of his car so it wouldn’t give. dress in a darker shade of blue but made the same as the service dress. The story of nurses following the fight¬ ing forces to the battlefronts of the world, serving their country in military hospi¬ tals everywhere, had its beginning with Florence Nightingale in the Crimean war. In Canada nursing service for the Cana¬ dian forces began in the Northwest Re¬ bellion of 1885. Mrs. Phoebe Howard, last surviving member of the little group of pioneer nurses who cared for wounded soldiers on the Saskatchewan battlefields, died in Winnipeg last month. In 1901 the nursing service was made an integral part of the Canadian Army Medi¬ cal Corps. Canadian nurses served with distinction in the South African War, re¬ turning in 1902. In 1904 provision was made for a nursing reserve of 25 which was raised to a permanent corps in 1906. Canadian nurses rendered gallant service in the first Great War, the permanent corps being retained afterwards. ■—Excerpts from article in Winnipeg Tribune by Verena Garioche. BEFORE THE OPERATION One of the best ways to prepare for an operation is to think of it in the past. . As you pack your bag for the hospital say: “By this time tomorrow I will be rid of this murderous pain.” When you reach your bed and they musselini you with castor oil, say: “By this time next week I will be able to grin and bear it better.” In the morning when they prepare you for the ride on an empty stomach, say: “When they bathe me tomorrow it will be for breakfast.” As they wheel you towards the ether emporium, say: “At this hour ten days from now I’ll be riding home in a taxi.” As they strap you to the operating table, say gaggingly: “Well, it’s never too late to mend, is it?” As they place the ether cone over you . . . say your prayers. 47 UUe ie Ua4f, We4it Christina Barr_ Dorothy Bingham .. Mae Creelman.-—.. Lorraine Dierker_ Joan Dixon___ Adeline Kessler_ Hazel Howson_ Ida Hewitt_ Helen Giesbrecht _ Mae Drobot.. Anne Kittleson _ Mary Kozak__ Caroline Lazenby — Helen Linn ..... Jean Lylyk_ Lois Taylor.—.. Cecilia Sexton —.. Patricia McAlister. Bertha Moffitt. Lorraine Marchand. - Pauline Webber..... Jean Yaremkewich ... Ruth Adams... Vivian Bradshaw_ Ethel Creech_ Rheta Lawson_ .. Georgina Landry_ Helen Harder_ Mary Geenen ... Susan Derksen__ Anne Lepinski.. Wynnifred Macnab .. Lillian Ottley_ Joy Prested.... Evelyn Raabel .. Jeanne Tremblay. Elva Taylor..-- Molly Snyder_ Thura Rollefson_ Marie Rogal... Sister Latreille_ —Oak River, Man__Oak River, Man. —Pilot Mound, Man. ...General Hosp., Warroad, Minn. —Kenora, Ont_ __Vancouver, B.C. —Cudworth, Sask... .Ottawa, Ont. —Pine Falls, Man_R.C.A.F. _Pangman, Sask_ _O.R., St. Boniface Hospital . ....Quill Lake, Sask. . .. Victoria, B.C. _Victoria, B.C_ . .Mrs. Parker, Winnipeg —Winnipeg, Man_ _Specializing —Watrous, Sask__ __...San Francisco, Calif. —Sprague, Man_Rodeau, Minn. _Weyburn, Sask... ...O.R., St. Boniface Hospital —Kamsack, Sask_Vancouver General Hospital ......Poplar Point, Man. _Children’s Memorial Hospital, Montreal, Que. _Arran, Sask_Tache Ward, S.B.H. _Neche, N.D_Neche, North Dakota _Saltcoats, Sask__Mount Sinai Hospital, Cleve¬ land, Ohio ..... Beausejour, Man. _ _O.R., St. Boniface Hospital _Swan River, Man... St. Anne “A,” S.B.H. _Duluth, Minn......Army, Duluth, Minn. _Benson, Sask_St. Mary’s Ward, S.B.H. _Fisher Branch, Man. _Trail, British Columbia _Inglis, Man. ...—Concordia Hospital, Winnipeg _Winnipeg, Man..... Children’s Hospital, Winnipeg _Lloydminster, Sask.....Lloydminster, Sask. _Qu’Appelle, Sask_ _King Edward Hospital, Kam¬ sack, Sask. _St. Norbert, Man_ _Trail, British Columbia _Winkler, Man.... ...Winkler Hosp., Winkler, Man _Muenster, Sask....New Westminster, B.C. _Boissevain, Man. _ ...Winkler Hosp., Winkler, Man. _Esterhazy, Sask..... _St. Vital San., Manitoba _Winnipeg, Man.. ...Lloydminster, Sask. ,._Assiniboia, Sask. ..Assiniboia, Sask. .St. Vital, Man_ _Vancouver, B.C. _Pelly, Sask. .....Pelly, Sask. _Courval, Sask.__...St. Anne “A,” S.B.H. _Minnedosa, Man___Neepawa, Man. _Manitou, Man___E.E.N.T., S.B.H. .Medicine Hat, Alta. .. ..Concordia Hospital, Winnipeg _Druid, Sask__. ..Mrs. Wolan, Herbert, Sask. _St. Boniface, Man.—Supervisor, Normant Ward, St. Boniface Hospital 48 • MISS IDA TROENDLE MISS GRACE SPICE M ISS Troendle was born in Windthorst, Sask., attended High School there, and then went to Regina Normal School, graduating in 1930. She taught at Macklin, Sask., and then at Lampman, Sask. After five years of teaching. Miss Troendel turned to the profession of Nursing. She graduated from the 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, Wash¬ ington, 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 the St. Boniface School of Nursing, which position she still holds. ★ M ISS Grace Spice was born and educated in Winnipeg, Man. She attended the University of Manitoba, from which she graduated in 1931 with a B.Sc. Miss Spice entered nursing at the Brooklyn Hospital, Brooklyn, New York, gradu¬ ating in 1941. Coming back to Winnipeg, she taught Nursing Arts for one year at the Winnipeg General Hospital. During the summer of 1942 Miss Spice attended a summer course in Physiology and Bacteriology at the Chicago University, Chi¬ cago, Ill. From there, in the following September, Miss Spice accepted the position she now holds—that of Science Instruct¬ ress at St. Boniface Hospital. 50 Out an a Jlimt J OBODY came to interview me for the Year Book. Oh, the committee asked me for an Article, but I wanted to be interviewed. I was hoping that someone would corner me in the office some day and ask me questions. It is so much easier to answer the questions. (I still think so, examinations or no examinations!) But nobody came. I had the easy chair all free of papers and my lab. coat put away, and most any day I could have found the time to be interviewed. I’d love to be interviewed . . . and I never have been. So I’ll just interview myself and leave the results around where some Year Book person will see them and hope that they will use them instead of an article. Yes, I’ll even think up the questions! “What do you think of nursing (oh, that should have a capital N, I guess. Miss Spice?).’’ “Oh, I think that it is wonderful! I really do think that it is an awful good idea. Now for any girl who has ambition and stability and a good sense of judg¬ ment. (Seems to me that I heard this before and I don’t want to be repetitious.) However, I don’t think that the list usually includes a sense of humor and the ability to come up fighting even when she knows that she can’t win, and a Mother or at least an Aunt within reach to cook good meals and to mend clothes and take shoes to be half-soled, or if she can’t be close enough for that, a Mother who sends fre¬ quent boxes of food! This girl should have a really faithful boy friend or anyway some brothers to take her to the movies occasionally. A brother is often best because it is a rare friend who can .stand the strain of the ten o’clock dead¬ line for three years. And she needs a couple of really good girl friends who will stand by and be patient and under¬ standing even when their telephone mes¬ sages get lost or confused or delivered too late and the arrangements don’t work out right. If a girl has these assets and those others, too, I think Nursing is a good thing for her.” “Do you think most girls really know what nursing (oh! slipped again) is like before they come in training?” “Occasionally, but not often. When asked why she had chosen Nursing as a career, one student replied that she hadn’t been sure which she wanted to be—a nurse or a hairdresser—but people told her that hairdressing was hard work.” “What do you think of the St. Boniface School of Nursing?” “I think that it is a good school. It has a nice substantial tradition and a good standard, but I think it’s future is even brighter than its past. Due to all the publi¬ city Nursing is receiving, girls are coming into training better prepared. We are al¬ ways working toward what we hope will be methods of teaching that will set ever better standards. It’s more fun if you don’t have to do the same thing in the same way more than twice. And in doing it you usually get an idea for some better way to do it. And if it isn’t a better way, you can always go back to the old way.” “Which do you like the best—the St. Boniface or the General?” (I didn’t have to think up that question, it has been asked of me 39 times to date.) “Do you think I’m going to answer that? I have managed to balance on the fence for nearly a year now and keep my friends in both places. I should fall off now?” “What do you think of post-graduate study. Miss Spice? Don’t you think this is a poor time for a nurse to go back to school or go on going to school when she is so urgently needed to nurse?” “This question leads into one of the big¬ gest problems in Nursing. I’m so glad you asked it. My advice to the new graduate, generally speaking, would be to work for a while, say for a year, to have time to consolidate her learning and to fill in the gaps in her training. And it’s nice, too, to take time to taste her new freedom and earn a spot of money. But more im¬ portant still is the fact that the most effective basis for learning is some really solid practical experience. A girl who goes back to classes to learn how to be a teach¬ ing surgical supervisor will have a tre¬ mendous advantage if she has struggled 51 with the routine on a surgical ward and appreciates the problems that are solved one week, only to arise to be re-solved the next week.” “Well, what do you think is the best field in post-graduate study right now?” “That question also asks me to stick my neck out! I should take sides in the issue: Public Health versus Hospital Work, Medi¬ cine versus Surgery, A Doctor’s Office versus Social Service. But there is one big need that I think is basic to all these other fields. To have nurses for any of these important jobs we must tram them in Hospitals, and to give students a thor¬ ough training in Hospitals, we need more trained teaching supervisors. Right now the claim is that teaching has to take second place, that the work has to be done first. But you can’t tell me that the work wouldn’t benefit by a little teaching being done along the way. A qualified teaching supervisor is trained to get the work out of the student and the knowledge into her with the least time and effort wasted in confusion, frustration and mistakes. “Does that answer the ' question? But maybe here is just another little point I can get in, in reply to the same ques¬ tion. Post-graduate work really involves anything a nurse does after she graduates, and even though she may not feel inclined toward formal classes immediately after her escape, if she has a real thirst for knowledge (which I’m afraid she does not always acquire in a school of nursing), any job, anywhere, can be a learning opportunity for the new graduate. In fact, the day is coming, mark my words, when we are going to have to cut down on many of the specialties we try to cram into three years’ training, and any nurse who wants to be qualified to do more than nurses’ aids are doing today, will have to take post-graduate training.” “But what is the use of all this training and super-training if a nurse goes out and gets married the day after graduation (to really get her money’s worth out of her flowers?” “Ha! That question is easy enough to answer this year. I would have been afraid to voice an opinion ten years ago, and I may be afraid again ten years from now when we get back to more normal times (I hope). If I upheld the starry-eyed bride, I would be accused of being incurably romantic. (Poor Miss Spice.) If I held out for the all-sustaining life in the profes¬ sion, I’d be called a disillusioned old maid. (Poor Miss Spice.) But right now, you see, the decision is taken out of my hands. One advantage of living today, lor a per¬ son who hates to take sides and to expose herself to criticism, is that the Govern¬ ment will tell her what to think and do in most important issues. Nowadays, mar¬ ried or not, a nurse is still a nurse, and if she can handle two jobs, I say—more power to her.” “So whether they take on one or two (or more) jobs (as the song says) in the near future, I want to congratulate our new graduates on entering the profession when no one questions their value and everyone accepts the need for the services they can render, and they have my very best wishes.” GRACE SPICE, Science Instructress. 52 COUNTRY DOCTOR By ARTHUR GUITERMAN Old Doc Smith has his rounds to go To the ill and well, to the high and low, And he plows his way through the swirl of snow, The worst of the blizzard weather scorn¬ ing. Then it’s “Out with your tongue and let me see; You have athlete’s foot, you have house¬ maid’s knee. So you’ll drink this down and you’ll sleep,” says he, “And you’ll be all right in the morning.” Old Doc Smith with his pills and such. Is wise and shrewd with the human touch. And he knows right off that you ate too much. So he shakes his finger for a warning. Then he gives you a dose that is black and strong. And its taste is bitter and it lasts too long, But you are glad when he laughs—for he can’t be wrong— “You’ll be all right in the morning.” Old Doc Smith has a lot to do. He has far to go and he is never through, So you can’t see how he has time for you With all the dying and the a-borning. But he’ll put you to bed and he’ll tuck you in, And you know you’ll live, for you see him grin. And you hear him growl as he strokes his chin, “You’ll be all right in the morning.” “ . . . Your wife needs a change,” said the doctor. “Salt air will cure her.” The next time the physician called be found Sandy sitting by the bedside fan¬ ning his wife with a herring. ★ “Give me three pence worth of mor¬ phine!” commanded the Scotchman of the drug clerk. “What do you want it for?” asked the clerk with proper caution. “Tuppence!” was the instant reply. A Scotchman cut himself while shav¬ ing, and instantly ran to the nearest hos¬ pital to find out if anyone wanted a trans¬ fusion, only to find that a fellow-country¬ man, who had been in a fight and suffered a nosebleed, had beaten him to it. ★ And there was the Scotchman who married the snake-charmer so that when he got the D.T.’s he wouldn’t have to send for a doctor. 54 KENNETH EDWARDS—Transcona, Man. Come Christmas with it’s mistletoe—but he didn’t need the mistletoe. Ambition: General Practise. Immediate Future: Active Service (Army?). Look out Hitler! WILLIAM FRIESEN—Steinback, Man. Another quiet interne—ever meet him on New Year’s Eve???? Ambition: Pathology. Immediate Future: Senior in Pathology (W.G.H.). ASA KRISTJANSSON—Winnipeg. Man. Recently married Dr. J. MacDonell (W.G.H.). “Sugar and spice and all things nice.’’ Ambition: The wife and doctor! CLAIR F. BENOIT—St. Boniface. Man. The mighty mite. 5 ft. of sunshine???? Allergy is definitely “Pre-ops,” But Yes! Ambition: General Practice. Immediate Future: Active Service (Army?). STEWART ORCHARD—Broadview. Sask. Do you usually prescribe lemons for patients with the mumps Doctor? Ambition: General Practice. Immediate Future: Rotating Senior S.B.H. VILHJALMUR GUTTORMSSON—Lundar, Man. “Bill.” Wine, women and song—but life is SO short! Ambition: General Practice. Immediate Future: Active Service (Navy?). CHRISTINA CURRAN—Winnipeg, Man. The diminutive questionaire. When she left us she had a stiff neck. The cause???? Ambition; Radiology. Immediate Future: Active Service (Navy?). ADOLPH THEEMAN—Transcona, Man. “Them’s fighting words Sinclair, put up your dukes.” Ambition: Orthopedics. Immediate Future: Active Service (Air Force?). EILEEN MULLIN—Winnipeg, Man. Quiet and Irish!! Fueds and variety add to the spice of life. Ambition; ? Immediate Future: Internship in the U.S.A. JOHN WARD—Russell, Man. Married March, 1943. Quiet (even in the Intern’s quarters which is phenomenal)! Ambition: General Practice. Im mediate Future: Active Service (Army?). 55 ALBERT TOMS—Winnipeg, Man. ‘Sure cure—Tom’s smile and chuckle -money-back guarantee.” Ambition: General Practice. Immediate Future: Active Service (Army?). JOHN MALCOLM—Winnipeg, Man. “Mac.” Married September, 1943. “Please do not disturb”—he is having a long chat. Ambition: Non-committal—but ’tis whispered Ob- stretrics. Immediate Future: Active Service (Army?). ROSS WILLOWS—Winnipeg. Man. “The Bishop”—When you can’t find him, phone the O.R. Ambition: (Censored) Immediate Future: Rotating Senior, S.B.H. MARVIN WASSERMANN—Regina, Sask. Have you heard him read poetry? Oh la la! ! Ambition: General Practice. Immediate Future: Active Service (Army?). JACK MAR ' TIN—Neepawa, Man. Stooge for the nurses—but he loves it. Married March, 1943. Ambition: Internal Medicine. Immediate Fu ture: Active Service (Army?). WILLIAM SINCLAIR—Winnipeg, Man. We didn’t know him at his best—jiving. He’s “hot stuff” they tell us. Ambition: Surgery. Immediate Future: Active Service (Air Force?). HOWARD McEWEN—Dauphin, Man. “Dr. McEwen. the Interne,” dates of the month, and dates of the night—he’s careful about them both. Ambition: General Practice. Immediate Future: Was appointed Senior, but— Active Service (Air Force?). ROBBERT MacNEIL—Winnipeg, Man. Ever heard his line girls? He loves us all with a a “purple passion.” Ambition: Orthopedics. Immediate Future: Active Service (Navy?). IRVING MILLER—Winnipeg. Man. After a session in the O.R. with Dr. Burrell he became a scientific curiosity. Ambition: Surgery. Immediate Future: Marriage and General Practice —Foam Lake, Sask. ALLAN BRINSMEAD—Winnipeg, Man. Married and a father when he arrived at S.B.H. With pipe and slippers he made an ideal family man. But —he developed appendicitis so he wouldn’t have to leave us on April 1. Ambition: General Practice. Immediate Future: Active Service (Army?). 56 IS THERE A DOCTOR IN THE HOUSE? How lucky is he who from cradle to grave Can keep all the trick little gadgets God gave. For ever since Adam was reft of a rib The Doctors have hacked us to pieces, ad lib. Are you troubled with gout? Have you gone off your food? Do you go thru’ the day in an indigo mood? The Doctors will make a new man out of you— By yanking out tonsils and adenoids too. Do you turn a bit greenish when onions are fried? Do you suffer with vague-like pains in your side? The Doctor will tell you there’s not the least doubt, Your appendix old fellow — it needs to come out. Are you bothered with boils? Does your heart fail to whirl At the sight of a check, or a beautiful girl? It’s a hundred to one that the Doctor will swear There’s something inside you that shouldn’t be there. Poor Job was the world’s most unfor¬ tunate chap. It was he, we believe, who put boils on the map. Although his misfortune seemed never to cease. At least he was able to die in one piece. ANON. 58 THE CHEMIST TO HIS LOVE I love thee Mary and thou lovest me— Our mutual flame is like the affinity That does exist betwe en two simple bodies I am Potassium to thy Oxygen. . . . ’Tis little that the holy marriage vow Shall shortly make us one. That unity Is, after all, but metaphysical. Oh, would that I, my Mary, were an acid, A living acid; thou an alkali Endow’d with human sense, that brought together. We both might coalese into one salt. One homogenous crystal. Oh, that thou Were Carbon, and myself were Hydrogen; We would unite to form olefiant gas. Or common coal or naphtha—Would to heaven That I were Posphorous, and thou wert Lime And we of lime composed a Posphuret. I’d be content to be Sulphuric Acid, So that thou might be Soda. In that case We would be Glauber’s Salt. Wert thou Magnesia Instead we’d form the salt that’s named from Epsom. Couldst thou Potassa be, I Aqua-fortis, Our happy union should that compound form Nitrite of Potash—otherwise Saltpetre. And thus our several natures sweetly blent. We’d live and love together, until death Should decompose the fleshly tertium quid Leaving our souls to all eternity Amalgamated. Sweet, thy name is Briggs And mine is Johnson. Wherefore should not we Agree to form a Johnsonate of Briggs? Unknown. Tiptoeing down the hospital corridor, I found Dorothy Parker hard at work. Since she had given her address as Bed- pan Alley, and represented herself as writing her way out, I was loathe to intrude, but she, being entranced at any interruption, greeted me from her cot of pain, waved me to a chair, offered me a cigarette, and rang a bell. I wondered if this could possibly be for drinks. “No,” she said sadly, “it is supposed to bring the night nurse, so I ring it whenever I want an hour of uninterrupted privacy.” Alexander Woollcott. ★ Mistress: “Mary, I’m afraid I can’t give you a reference.” Mary: “What? Are you illiterate, too?” ★ Mrs. Murphy: “Did you change the linen on the bed?” M dd: “No ma’am. It ain’t wore out yet.” Two farmers met on a country road and pulled up their teams. “Si,” said Josh, “I’ve got a mule with distemper. What did you give that one of yours when he had it?” “Turpentine. Giddap!” A week later they met again. “Say, Si, I gave my mule turpentine and it killed him.” “Killed mine, too. Giddap.” ★ Patient: “Doctor, the size of your bill makes me boil all over.” Doctor: “That will be $20.00 extra for sterilizing your system.” ★ Professor: “Here you see the skull of a chimpanzee, a very rare specimen. There are only two in the country—one in the national museum and I have the other.” 60 INSOMNIA? In a gay and carefree mood, a man telephoned a friend at two o’clock in the morning. “I do hope I haven’t disturbed you,” he said cheerfully. “Oh, no,” the friend replied, “that’s quite all right. I had to get up to answer the telephone anyway.” ★ E. Collingwood: “Oh, all you say goes in one ear and out the other.” V. Wilson; “What’s to stop it?” ★ Dr. McEwen: “You say that fellow in 110 is suffering from acute alcoholism.” Nurse Gould; “Yes, he used to shake for the drinks, now he’s drinking for the shakes.” ★ “How’s your wife’s mental condition since she went to the psychiatrist?” “Well, she’s better, but the poor psy¬ chiatrist has gone nuts.” A Chinese cook was walking through the woods when he turned around and saw a bear following him, smelling his tracks. “H’m,” said the Chinaman, “you like my tracks, I make some more.” ★ Nurse Gauthier; “Time to take your bath.” Hillbilly patient; “No, no, I been bap¬ tized once.” ★ Miss Avery; “I’d have that tooth pulled out if it was mine.” Miss Brust; “So would I if it were yours.” ★ “Here comes a parade—where’s Aunty?” “She’s upstairs waving her hair.” “Couldn’t we afford a flag?” ★ Miss Spice; “What is a skeleton?” Miss Collins; “A stack of bones with all the people scraped off.” SHAKESPEARE ON ILLS Indigestion: They are sick that surfeit with too much, As they that starve with nothing. H: 4: Obstetrics: It is a wise father that knows his own child. ♦ t8 Fever: One fire burns out another’s burning, One pain is lessen’d by another’s anguish. tfi Probing: He jests at scars that never felt a wound. !(( 3|E « Dissection: The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones. Surgery: There’s a divinity that shapes our ends Rough—hew them how we will. Wet Dressings: I would fain die a dry death. « Medication: If the rascal has not given me medicines to make me love him. I’ll be hanged. 4: 4c 4: Wrong Operation: This was the most unkindest cut of all. Discharged: True friendship’s laws are by this rule exprest. Welcome the coming, speed the parting guest. Emergency Operations: Dicease desperate grown By desperate appliance are relieved. Or not at all. Visiting Hours: A friend should bear his friends infirmities. Pulse-taking: The clock beats out the little lives of men. Alfred Tennyson. Nursing: Sweet mercy is nobility’s true badge. 4t 4c 4c Maternity: The labor we delight in physics pain. Liquid Diet: Adversity’s sweet milk, philosophy. 4c 4c 4c Day Nurses: Methought I heard a voice cry, “Sleep no more!” 4t 45 Specialists: When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. Osteopathy: O, it is excellent: To have a giant’s strength; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant. « Insomnia: Weariness can snore upon the flint, when rest sloth Finds the down pillow hard. Treatments: One woe doth tread upon another’s heel. So fast they follow. 4c 4c 4c Respiration: The worst is not So long as we can say, “This is the worst.” OTHER STAGES OF SICKNESS Anesthetics: No man can answer for his courage who has never been in danger. La Rochefoucauld. Nursery: Life is a great bundle of little things. Oliver Wendell Holmes. « Backrubs: Sweet is pleasure after pain. John Dryden. Orderlies: They also serve who only stand and wait. John Milton. 62 Three smart girls. Medical clinic in O.P.O. Just finished. O.R. Sisters. Lunch time. I like my prunes. Cleaning instruments. Miss Beattie. Today’s the day they give babies away. Careiul Lottie. Any old dressings? Going up? Mr. Bones Waiting. Bulls eye. Peace—perfect peace. Christmas-tide Boy or girl? Are these cup boards filled? Br-r-r-r. Me and my gal Some mum. Away in a manger. Our Glee Club. Bicycle built for two. Doctors — Willows Theeman Miller McEwen. The tennis court. Our home. Looking north. Scenes from Corpus Christi J. D. Arc night staff. Lab. techmtians Dr. Collin and What it is? Our Room 5. Holiday time. Katie, beautiful Katie! Rock-a-by-baby. Pulse O.K.? Charting in the nursery. Year Book in the making. Welcome! Mrs. Chase and nurse. Studying in the library. Are you having and fun? Women in white. Dr. Carbotte. Molly-o. Good old Roch days. Away from it all. Emergency. I SENIOR INTERNES ADAM S. LITTLE—Dauphin, Man. Resident in Medicine, ’42-’43. Left April 1, 1943. Private practice. Dauphin. MARCEL CARBOTTE—Rotating Senior, ’42-’43. “BUD” MALONE—Rotating Senior, ’42-’43. Active Service, Navy, February, 1943. CHAS. JOHNSTON—Regina, Sask. Rotating Senior, ’42-’43. Left April, 1943, Port Arthur, Ont. MIKE RANOSKY—Winnipeg, Man. Rotating Senior, ’42-’43. Resident in Surgery, ’43-’44. FRED FRANKS—Regina, Sask. Rotating Senior, ’42-’43, ’43-’44. THREADING OUR WAY (Continued from page 31) So you can see ours is not merely a patching kit with bare essentials—but rather we are artists of fashions, materials and color—we shall be models of designs, as the graduating class before us has been models for us to follow. To these girls who have helped us thread our way on and showed us “the stitch in time” we, of the sewing basket, say thank you and congratulations. SECOND YEAR NURSES. 66 Compliments of .. . STEDMAN 5c. to $1.00 STORES 110 Marion St. Norwood, Man. tOddt A CANADIAN ORGANIZATION enjoying the Full Confidence of the Medical Profession C HARLES E. FROSST CO. was formed in 1899 to provide the medical profession with “made in Canada” pharmaceutical products of the highest quality. During the ensuing forty-two years, the company has grown steadily and its products have enjoyed the full confidence of Canadian physicians. “Frosst” products contain only the finest ingredients obtainable. They are manufactured under strict control from the time raw materials reach the factory until the product is packaged. The key to this quality control is the number stamped on the label of every “Frosst” pharmaceutical. Modern, well-equipped laboratories, staffed by a personnel with over 300 years of combined experience in medical research, have developed and improved many pharmaceuticals, thus contributing in no small measure to the advancement of medical science in Canada. .W jCyMA,Sc€o. MONTREAL 67 r ' ff Cr FOR mmEseeMTfff etlsonfs The QIufooIg Cocoa For convalescents it’s ideal. . . soothes the restless ... wakens jaded appetites. Neilson’s is a favourite everywhere. Easy to prepare. Serve it frequently. Always make it with milk. For each cup required mix dry: 1 tsp. cocoa, 1 tsp. sugar. Stir into a smooth paste with a little cold milk. Fill cup with hot milk, stirring constantly. Neilson’s, the Delicious Cocoa fiQflfS COCOA • As a night-cap, a snack or at meal¬ time there’s nothing so satisfying as cocoa . . . and no cocoa more delicious than Neilson’s with its true chocolaty flavour. 68 A woman who had driven the other members of a first-aid class nearly frantic by her continual criticism of the whole idea turned up one morning a complete convert—first-aid training was a wonder¬ ful thing, it ought to be compulsory. “Why,” she said, “yesterday 1 was sit¬ ting at home when I heard a screeching of brakes and then a terriffic crash. Two cars had turned over right in front of our gate and four people were lying in the street. One woman had a deep cut in her arm, two men had broken legs, and an¬ other severe lacerations of the face. But thank heaven, I remembered exactly what you had taught me. So I bent over and put my head between my knees—and I didn’t faint!” —Harry Evans. We can always live on less when we have more to live for. ■— S. Stephen McKenny. or arses SMART, COMFORTABLE UNIFORMS Made to Measure by rtenstein UNIFORMS Phone 51 367 390 Church Ave. Winnipeg, Man. ★ Mail Orders given prompt attention. he Perfect Hi atch for a 5Vur5e . . . EXCLUSIVELY AT BIRKS DINGWALL jewellers 69 Definition of Rationing: Less and less of more and more oftener and oftener. She prefers the night shift because then she doesn’t have to get up in the morning. Never hit a man when he’s down. He might get up. A man can fail many times, but he isn’t a failure until he begins to blame some¬ body else. Miss Dane: “I didn’t know you suffered with rheumatism?” Miss Dobson: “Sure, what else can you do with it?” COMPLIMENTS OF . . . St. J oniface Creamery £td. MILK, CREAM, BUTTER, Telephone 201 114 ST. BONIFACE, MAN. 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 home. 70 - ' ' He said that 80 % of those B Uitamin deficiencies occur in women. ' ■rtnal oiessxonal V be- fa ►1 adueous bal- :e i factors- ,ctalbne ta “ He thinks it’s important for the nursing staff to receive a rich source of natural vitamin B complex.” tLEPORE, M. J., and GOLDEN, R.: A Syndrome Due to Deficiency of the Vitamin B Complex, J.A.M.A. 1 1 7:91 8-923 (Sept. 13) 1941. B-PI_EX IMPROVED POTENCy Supplied in 6 oz. bottles JOHN WYETH BROTHER (CANADA) LIMITED WALKERVILLE - ONTARIO 71 9 � � � � JTc]) it Hi ' S Graduates May Good Fortune attend you in your chosen vocation in life. 13 City S airy £td. ENJOY GREATER COMFORT AND LONGER WEAR • BUY GOOD SHOES FROM Macdonald 492-4 Main St. ★ “You Are As Young As Your Feet” Congratulations and Best Wishes to the 1943 Graduates BRATHWAITE’S LTD, Portage at Vaughan With the Compliments of Naeton Building — Winnipeg 72 HATS DRESSES HOSIERY MARIE-ANN SHOP Ladies ' Ready-to- Wear ALSO DRY CLEANING AGENCY MARION AND TACHE NORWOOD, MAN. CARRY AND SAVE LADIES ' DRESSES CLOTH SKIRTS (1 piece, plain) 50c 29c FORT ROUGE CLEANERS ow! VITAMIN D ’ D BREAD • Ask your grocer or have our salesman call daily. • Try this new loaf today. Weston ' s Bread Cake (Canada) Ltd. “Feeding a City since 1882” 73 74 THE SECRET OF O.R. SUCCESS “Keep your eyes open,” said the needles; “Never let go,” said the forceps; “Keep a good edge,” said the scissors; “Don’t speculate,” said the speculum; “Be a good sucker,” said the probes; “Stay where you are put,” said the dress¬ ings; “Hold fast,” said the plaster; “Keep things together,” said the pins; “Make cutting remarks,” said the knives; “Be always on hand,” said the gloves. Doctor (complacently): “You cough more easily this morning.” Patient (querulously): “I should, I’ve been practising all night.” I slept and dreamed that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty. E. S. Hooper. A Pleasing Telephone Personality ► To talk directly into the telephone with lips close to the mouthpiece. ► To speak pleasantly and distinctly in a normal tone of voice. ► To say “Goodbye” or otherwise close the conversation pleasantly. ► To hang receiver up gently when the conversation is completed. Manitoba Telephone System 75 N For Style and Distinction . . . Shop at Phone 201 341 111 r S G § Norwood’s Exclusive Dress Shoppe . . . THE VOGUEX“®:r” Featuring Latest Styles Direct from the East Suits . . . DRESSES . . . Coats BLOUSE3S - SKIRTS - SLACKS - SWEATERS - HOSIERY BATHING SUITS - LINGERIE 2961 4 TACHE AVENUE ----- NORWOOD WE APPRECIATE YOUR PATRONAGE Phone 37 261 PERTH’S Cleaners - Launderers - Furriers Phone 201 467 24 Hour Service 3. (A. Sc on AMBULANCE SERVICE 138 Dollard Blvd. St. Boniface - Man. DOCTORS’ and NURSES’ DIRECTORY 212 Balmoral St., Winnipeg, Man. 24-HOUR SERVICE Doctors’ . Nurses’ . . 72 151 . 72 151 Registered Nurses Practical Nurses Victorian Order of Nurses—night calls. Sundays and holidays Phone 72 008 P. BROWNELL, Reg. N., Registrar Why he . . . DEAF? When you can now HEAR clearly, easily, economically . . . with the New vacuum tube hearing aids MAICO, TELEX or DURATRON. Call or write today for FREE Hearing Test. Accepted by American Medical Association Duinlop’s Pharmacy Opp. Medical Arts Bldg. 86 301 Open Evenings W. S. DUNLOP, COTisultant Small sums deposited at regular intervals will make your dollars work for you — provide funds that quickly build up into substantial amounts. E. GORDON LADD Lombard Street, Winnipeg Telephone 96 144 viREAT-WEST LIFE ASSURANCE COMRUIY 76 Hutchen: “How can you tell when your iron is too hot?” Skinny: “That’s easy—the clothes begin to burn and turn brown.” Eflfie: “You don’t think dancing is a good exercise to reduce—what would you suggest?” Helen: “Just try moving your head from left to right when anyone asks you to have a second helping.” TIME The time of day I do not tell As some do, by the clock, Or by the distant chiming bell Set on the steeple top; But by the progress that I see In what I have to do. It’s either done o’clock to me Or only half past through. Eaton’s “Bi-Weekly,” Hamilton, Ont. Those who trust us educate us. G. Eliot. Compliments of .. . Delicious Cakes Cookies “Not How Cheap, But How Good” No easy task shall bring us to our goal But iron sacrifice of body, will, and soul. Kipling. We must seek after the abundance of life, or we shall sink into the appearance of lifelessness. Dig your well before you are thirsty. 77 CULTIVATE THE SMILE BOWL FOR FUN . . . FOR HEALTH . . . FOR RELAXATION . . . NORWOOD ALLEYS Put the hammer in the locker; Hide the sounding board likewise; Anyone can be a knocker, Anyone can criticize. Cultivate the manner winning, Though it hurts your face to smile And seems awkward in beginning. Be a booster for a while. Let the blacksmith do the pounding; That’s the way he draws the pay. You don’t get a cent for hounding Saint and sinner, night and day. Just for solid satisfaction Drop a kind word in the slot. And I’ll warrant you’ll get action On your efforts on the spot. Amy L. Mack. Special Rates to Nurses 130 Marion Street Phone 202 982 To a Nurse— Kind, gentle and true; Science made the doctor. But God made you. 3nv with . . . duality, Style and Durability ★ The Toronto Fur Co. Ltd. INNES BROS. (Established 1904) 391 PORTAGE AVENUE WINNIPEG 78 EATON C9 lamorous Homents! EATON Cl MAYFAIR” GLOVES EATONIA” CREPE HOSE • Cabretta Kid • 4 Button Length • Black, Navy, and Brown • Plain Slip-on style • Full Pique Seams C • Sizes 6-7 Va • Full Fashioned • Cotton Tops and Feet • Smart Shades • Sizes 81 2-10% • Rayon Legs • First Quality and when on S)uty “PIN MONEY” WHITE HOSE • First Quality M , • Sizes 9%-10% Hosiery Section, Main Floor, Portage. • Rayon to Tops • Full Fashioned 79 WHEN THE WAR WILL END Actual evidence I have none But my aunt’s charwoman’s sister’s son Heard a policeman, on his beat, Say to a housemaid on Downing Street That he had a brother, who had a friend. Who knew when the war was going to end. At an examination Dr. Alton asked: “Does the question embarrass you?” “Not at all, sir,” replied Miss Jones, “not at all. It’s the answer that bothers me.” THE TWINS Stern of face and grim is Duty So we’re told; and yet she’s kin And walks hand in hand with Beauty Her inseperable twin. Elsa Dunning. PAINTS - VARNISHES QUICK DRYING ENAMELS Manufacturers of PAINTS : STAINS MIRACLE QUICK DRYING ENAMEL MIRACLE QUICK DRYING VARNISH ST. BONIFACE MANITOBA With ' the Compliments of Campbell Hyman Limited Serving the PHYSICIAN - HOSPITAL - NURSE for over 21 years ★ Phone or write to CAMPBELL HYMAN LTD. 236 Edmonton St. Winnipeg (South of Graham) Phone 87 045 80 CANDID COMMENT The man who gives in when he is wrong is wise, but he who gives in when he’s right, is married. When daughter gets a new fur coat it is generally her Dad that’s been skinned. If you think that you aren’t your brother’s keeper, you’re no taxpayer. Once in a while you’ll hear of a man who finally gave up drinking—on account of his wife and kidneys. Some people boast about their ancestors because dead men tell no tales. 4: I..ove is like insurance—the later in life you get it, the more it costs. U( itchen Showers . . . FOR THE BRIDE ARE A SPECIALTY WITH US ★ VISIT OUR KITCHENWARES DEPARTMENT ★ Main St. at Bannatyne Ave. PERMANENCY OF Pi ONAGE ' Ute Biitoty pttnaajgt tl Mre of n 5bl tfi| OiMTHMeoi contimie mj ' £«enise thei M id do; pro fa«t, dio p«tse«i or.ibo buiInE jO been iiunlicd by ihe ernce it i no niher standanl, no other ithKh biuinm wceess can ' bw. tntawn R SSfti ' ■ � ■ ■ : RAPID GRIP IBATTE Agrmt • rntm-tuctcArmBf fwmtiMmteia MagjpWWTO m49Amtt TORONTO � m � WINNIPEG Training the baby, as the book advises, is a good idea. All you need is a differ¬ ent book for each baby. If you wish to know the road ahead, inquire of those who have travelled it. I expect to pass through this life but once. If, therefore, there be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, let me do it now. Let me not defer it or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again. Stephen Grillet. A city youngster, in the country for the first time, rushed to his mother and said: “I’ve seen a man who makes horses. He had one nearly finished when I saw him. He was just nailing on its back feet.” The Presbyterian. Congratulations To the Gradioaiting Class of 1943 ★ Paulin Chambers Co. LTD. Phone 25 821 311 Ross Ave. Winnipeg W. J. DODDS, Manager Phone 24 993 The Model Mamiifacturiiiii Co. Ltd. 328 SMITH STREET, WINNIPEG INDUSTRIAL UNIFORMS PROFESSIONAL UNIFORMS OFFICE SMOCKS HOSPITAL UNIFORMS HOOVER APRONS WAITERS’ COATS BUTCHER COATS TEA APRONS 82 The 1942 Graduation Procession The Bay wishes the graduating class of 1943 every success in their chosen pro¬ fession ... a profession always esteemed, and especially needed in a world at war. 83 MUSICAL APPRECIATION We were giving a concert in a hotel. After the last strains of Handel’s Largo floated out, a fat, motherly woman near me leaned over and asked, “Won’t you please play Handel’s Largo?” “But we’ve just finished playing it,” I said. The fat lady sank back in her chair. “Oh, I wish I’d known it,” she sighed. “It’s my favorite piece.” Mary Browne. Mother: “Johnnie, dear, I was hoping you would be unselfish enough to give your little sister the largest piece of candy. Why, even that old hen will give all the nicest dainties to her little chicks and take only a tiny one once in a while her¬ self.” Johnnie (after watching old hen awhile): “Well, mom. I’d do the same thing if it was worms.” CHEAP ELECTRICITY ASSET TO WINNIPEG City Hydro’s record low rates have saved Winnipeg citizens many millions of dollars during the past thirty years. They have also led to such wide use of electrical energy that the utility itself has made profits which, in turn, are applied to reducing public taxes. No less than $300,000.00 was contributed for this purpose in 1942 alone, and nearly $1,400,000.00 since 1938. CITY HYDRO “Operated by and for its Citizens” Sye Sase . . comes with SUITABLE READING LAMPS (They make delightful gifts) and APPROPRIATE EDISON MAZDA BULBS (8 for $1.20) Select yours at WINNIPEG ELECTRIC Power Building Showrooms Portage Vaughan - Phone 904 321 84 WITH THE COMPLIMENTS OF THE MAKERS OF LISTERINE PRODUCTS Yours very truly, Lamibert Pharmacal Company J e Patriotic! Write often to those overseas. Use only the best materials in your correspondence. Johnson - Hutchinson Ltd. Diamond Merchants Jewellers and Silversmiths 286 Portage Ave. Winnipeg ■ ■ ■ OPTOMETRIST OPTICIAN 204 Montgomery Building WINNIPEG - MANITOBA For Good Steaks and Home Cooked Meals come to £a erendry Cafe Just opposite St. Boniface Hospital Mrs. Gay, Prop. 414 Tache Ave. Phone 202 990 The Sherwin-Williams Co. of Canada, Limited “A Right Quality Product For Every Purpose” 85 CONGRATULATIONS Don’t be afraid of opposition. Remember, a kite rises against, not with, the wind. THIS YEAR’S GRADUATING CLASS Advocate Printers Limited Printing Craftsmen The secret of being miserable is to have the leisure to bother about whether you are happy or not. Bernard Shaw. It is a funny thing about life—if you refuse to accept anything but the best you very often get it. Somerset Maugham. Bouchard ' s Barber Shop and Beauty Salon LADY ' S HAIRCUT SPECIALTY Our work will convince you Phone 202 924 320 Tache Ave. Baddow Block SYu ARCH MASTER SHOES As used by 1943 Graduation Class AFFLECK SHOE LTD 319 Portage Ave. Winnipeg 86 CONGRATULATIONS GRADUATES ! LO NS STONE WORKS LIMITED 234 St. Mary’s Road, Norwood, Winnipeg Phone 21 509 Zelda Dress Uniform COMPANY Made to Measure Professional Uniforms for Doctors, Nurses, Beauticians, Waitresses, Maids 310 Affleck Bldg. 317 Portage Ave, - Winnipeg Represented by E. V. Morris W. L. LEATHDRDALE R, C. LEATHERDALE 1112 Wolseley Ave., Phone 35 209 144 Lawndale Ave., Norwood, Phone 204 042 (Compliments of (Clark-leatherdale 232 Kennedy St. iFuttfral am Phone 27 311 RADI IMP UATC where style plus UHliLIRU nHIO Quality Predominates $2-88 to S 5.95 See our large selection of HANDBAGS - GLOVES - HOSIERY DARLING HAT SHOP LTj 375 Portage Avenue ToAe ' m innipeg Spoiler !Rink