St Louis Academy - Academic Log Yearbook (Chicago, IL)

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. 4, A G L E A N I N G S fi?-1'i9.HIhllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIQIRSIEZYX 'T+J,,f5L4:C6 ' ' mi. Q rl' THE IDEAL BUSINESS GIRL Sad is the day for anyone when he becomes absolutely satisfied with the work that he is doing, the thoughts that he is thinking, and the life that he is living! When there ceases to be forever beating at the doors of his soul a desire to do something larger which he feels and knows that was meant for him to do. This quotation may also apply to the Business Girl, for sad is the day, indeed, N when she becomes absolutely satisfied with the work that she is doing. It is her duty to give every moment of her time to the interests of her employer. As soon as she becomes satisfied with her work she ceases to be of use in the office, since she does not try to improve. Improvement is a great necessity for every steno- grapherg for if she does not develop she must lose the efliciency that she has. There is no standing stillg she must either progress or retrogress. Therefore the .. modern stenographer, must strive to improve herself daily. ' Another and very vital point in the business world is Punctuality . This - 5 reigns high in the eyes of the employer. A man may have a stenographer who is ' efficient, courteous and honest, but if she lacks punctuality all her other qualities - are as it were trampled under foot. What employer will tolerate a girl who ill- uses all discipline by coming in late morning after morning? Few, if any. And they are not to be condemned for it. A business man has said: I expect from my stenographer the same service that I get from the sun, with this exception: The artificial light, but I pay my 2 ' stenographer to work, six days out of seven and to be punctual. I also expect 5 her to radiate my office with sunshine and with sympathetic interest in the work ' K. I am doing. E ,Q It is the spirit in which one lives and works as well as the volume of the work, I that makes her profitable. She must be dependable, agreeable and courteousl E 5 Nothing so under-rates the value of a stenographer as a disagreeable .way of : ph Q 'P speaking. The voice with the smile wins the hearts of all, and cheers those, who f ' Q are in constant contact with her. The Ideal Business Girl does all her work-and does it well. Above all things,. E ' she does not have one eye on her work while the other watches the clock. This I W 305155 latter detail is one that is very seldom of any assistance to a business girl. s f 'Q'fgQf5,'3:.? If the girl who is entering upon a career in the great business world will faith- - Til? fully follow these simple rules, she will be a woman of Whom the employer will A have a reason to be proud. e ' fini Try then, Business Girl, to master your defects and to better yourself, for, I lf-,M 4 Sad is the day when we become satisfied with what we do and think. I ' .- ffn9:5E,'i MARIE KOPF, : Commercial, '26. - A I , if Gi.

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IlllxlllllllllIlllllillllll IIEQQESISHGW G L 'E A N I N G S Q :-.giwggyl IIllllllllllllllllllllllllll e A lSiENIOR'S ,PRAYER Sometimes I sit and wonder In just the same old way, What each girl will be doing A year marked from that day. When each one will be stationed At a-task unseemingly fair, When each will be undergoing Her joys or perhaps a care. It is then that I start wishing That each will be well prepared, When they leave the dear old portals That they so lovingly shared. May their joys be outnumbered And their sorrows hidden from view, So that all- their undertakings WiIl'be sprinkled with honored dew. And even though the dangers Into which everyone will stray, Will probably be outweighted With the thoughts of S. L. A. But then there is a lull in-my dreamings Which prompts from my heart a prayer, Mary our Queen, our Mother, Guide us, keep us, 'neath thy care. BERNICE MCCORMICK, 26 WINTER He comes, He comes! Winter comes, then frost spirit comes! Let us meet him as we may And sit by the fireplace and with its light Turn his evil power away, And gather joser the circle around When 'ti as firelight dances high X And laugh at the shreik of the Ba ed fiend As his sounding wing goes by. ' ELEANOR LEWANDOWSKI, 27 A i H l! 'rl i S 3 K so 1 U : J L-. 'I llllll llll llllIIIlllllllIIIIllIlllllllllllllIIllllllIllIllIllllllllIllllllllllIIIIIIIllIIIIIIlllllIlllli!llIllIllllllllllllllilllllllilll!lIllIllllllllllrllllllllll Ill Illlll I Niki -y . , .h , ,, -. , .T 4 4 i - 1 I V, iii 'OX I :

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.Q .v I IN A LITTLE WHILE 'Helen and I were dining together on the last night of the old year as we had done on the last night of every year since we had known each other's friendship, You remember Dr. Meadows, she suggested timidly, toying with her fork. And you remember that I never liked himf' I replied more boldly than I thought I could, for I knew that it was hurting her. Inwardly I trembled and I am sorr she said very sorr . , 1 . Y Because doesn't tell me, Helen, and we have never taken so long to tell each I have promised to marry himf' she said so calmly that I was frightened. For a long time, there was silence, an eternity of silence out of which ghastly visions stared. I struggled desperately against the temptation to be sorry for myself at losing Helen, but the sickening sensation that this news brought was not born of a selfish motive. The heart was more deeply seated. This golden-hearted girl, with her high ideals, her supermoral standards, her priceless Faith, was bartering her life for less than a penny. The man of whom she spoke shared none of these things. He could not, or would not, understand the motives that actuated them. He scoffed, she confessed later-and a real friend can be very frank in confessing-at that which she held dearer than life itself, and yet-she promised to marry him. Why, Helen, I said, when I could finally manage words, you did not care for Dr. Meadows out there in France. I hoped that she would not detect the But he always cared for me, she protested feebly. - Yes, I remember that he did, and to my mind it was his only redeeming The thought of Dr. Meadows in the Riviera was not so inspiring. I remembered him especially the night the poor soldier and the nurse were Hung to death over the embankment, and I wondered how Helen could forget, or how she could care But perhaps she was not thinking of Dr. Meadows that night in France. Lovely Helen, watching the old year die beneath a chill, December sky and calling life treacherous. Then pledging our friendship that we might come to- gether once a year to tell each other the things we had, the things we hoped to do. Surely there must be something in such a friendship as this, that could help her We postponed our theatre engagement that we might have more time for talking. She was to leave me early the next day. Only what was left of this night was mine. Very tenderly, at first, I pleaded with her: then I urged, then brought my logic on familiar grounds. The night grew into early morning, and second after second and second after second dragged wearily, without the least The story of my brother, whose life had been wrecked by an unfortunate mar- riage, was well known to her. I told it to her again, without avail. We had seen a score of war-time wives and husbands cast aside, like so many unwanted play- things, and in nearly every case because a Catholic conscience and a conscienceless , 52A l I z. -'il'-Q' 'F 5 fs ,- and there had been five of them. . V:: l: I felt what was coming. - And why? I asked. f Becausei-, I other things before. -1 tears in my voice. Z virtue. : for a man who was so inhuman. 5 now. - 3 sign of victory. tie had failed to bind. F 5 QE ig - I 'LXQEESl11IIIiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEIEQSSZSE. ll I. E A N I N G S fESP-Zi-ifHIEIIIIllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIJIEHEWZZ--'?-'iiffzfeb T' a u V . 51V629054.16-Y.'arQirislIliIlilllliIIlllllllIlllllllllllllllllllllllllllIIIIIIIllIIlllllllllllllIIIIIIIIIIIIllllllllIlllIIIIlllllllllIlllllllllllllllllIIIlllllllllllllllllIIlllllllllIllllllillllilllll! ,Mel-M. .frZf-P2522 ,K ,