St Louis College of Pharmacy - Prescripto Yearbook (St Louis, MO)

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1933 P1 ILSCRIPIO for benches increased, and when he heard there was a judge's bench empty, he immediately applied and took the job. Turning onto Big Bend Boulevard, we see the glamorous structure where- in dwells Howard Lower, once great missionary and evangelist, and at present, the head of a home for wayward girls. As we journey on, to the right we have Matzen's Flower Shop, home of the peaceful pansy. He advocates that if more larkspurs were sold, the world would be a better place in which to live. Across the street we see the Doughnutte Shoppe operated by Pessin and Eisele, a great combination for any safecracker. Pessin, a true philosopher, believes that if all the holes in doughnuts were placed end to end, they would form a line twice the circumference of the world. Veronica doubts that, and says that the holes in all the doughnuts in the world still equals nothing, and one who talks about nothing-??'? As we proceed east on Forsythe, to the right, We see the palatial mansion of Francis Hewitt, Jr., big race-horse magnet. He attributes his success to Wheaties, which he feeds his horses daily. His prize horse, J. Wellington Wimpy, wins the Hamburg Stakes every year, by an appetite. C Again to your left, ladies and gentlemen, a would-be famous surgeon, Dr. Gustav Pollock. He would have been famous, had he not possessed the unfortunate reputation of leaving a probe or a roll of bandage in the interior of patients he operated upon. As we turn right on Skinker Boulevard, we notice the Up-in-Arms Apart- ments. On the second floor lives the only woman dairy owner in St. Louis, Miss Bernice Raskas. Her motto is,- I sell everything but the milk of human kindness. And again to your right, folks, the Jewish Synagogue, with that noted citizen, Rabbi Hyman Silverberg, Pastor. g'What's good enough for Moses is good enough for me, he maintains. As we progress along Oakland Avenue, on the right, the Deaconess Hos- pital with Deasonesses Corbin and Benincasa as mistresses of ceremony. Their Saturday night special is ginger ale and ice, one dollar, and a floor show featuring Mike Mulligan and Charlie Sotier, a couple of Crutch boys from Cripple Creek. As a specialty number, they have that Spanish tango dancer, Senorita Faye Johnson, who gives her interpretation of the waltz I danced with you, or what have you. Right next door is the residence of one Clyde Redinger, prominent and popular head of the Nurses' Union. His motto is, Contentment at all times is the key to happiness. Proceeding south on Kingshighway, we view on our left the Evans Weather Stripping Company. He specializes in stripping. Give him a trial. Do you need your gears stripped? In the small store on the corner, we see the pride of the sausage industry, a couple of boloney men, Frank Hideg and Russell Gunter, long famous for their products. As we travel east on Gravois, to the left we see that great local radio station, K-R-A-U-T, the Breath of South St. Louis. It boasts such local talent as: August Costa, quite prominent and popular for his afternoon talks to women's clubs, Isadore Cohen, crooner of sweet Irish ballads, Pete Clatto, who has worked on practically every chain throughout the United States, except the Chain Gang of Georgia, Joe Adams, wizard of the zither-and who also does Page One Hundred Three

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19 3 3 PRESCRIP'1'O Senior Futuristics TEP right this way, ladies and gentlemen, and see our illustrious city as only Yours Truly can describe it, shouted a lusty stout gentleman in a sightseer's uniform. All right folks, we're off! To your left We have one of the city's most prominent and independent druggists, Mr. Charles Sievers, who attributes his success to making club sandwiches. ' On your right we have the Jackson Building. Mr. Jackson, the owner, has his oflices on the ninety-ninth Hoor-folks, just an air-minded fellow. As we turn the corner, We approach Ludmeyer's Fish Market. A strange thing, tradition has it that back in 1933 Harry attended a Pharmacy college- alas, fate. And to the right, in the two-story brick building, We have the partnership of Kastrup and Klorer, exclusive importers of the sandless variety of spinach from far off Bolivia Chome of contented spinach plantsj. Folks, as we proceed down Euclid Boulevard, on the left stands an obso- lete structure,'a Pharmacy collegeg gaze one and all at this ancient landmark. It is the last of its kind in the country. Believe it or not, but the president of this institution is none other than Charlie Mueller, a man who has been with the school for nigh onto sixty years. His motto is, Everything comes to him who waits. As We approach the entrance to Forest Park, note the marble statue of Commander Speckart, and the bronze plaque below, ':Speecl and alertness do a great man make. Commander Speckart reached his highest achievement while in active service as General-in-Chief of the Pony Brigade. As we proceed along the well-shaded lanes of this beautiful park, we see in the foreground a monumental band-stand, where every evening lovers of the peppy music gather to marvel at the hot, jazzy tunes of Paul Benecke and all the little Bennies, through the courtesy of the Hellava Watch Company, makers of the worldis worst time-pieces. Just ahead We see the most complete Monkey House east of Borneo, with its genial caretaker, Dean Link, who claims he can trace his ancestors back to their family tree, and none of them were missing. And to the left, as We Wend our Way, the only sea elephant in captivity. Folks, it was only through the untiring efforts of the great explorer, Rudy Jonas, that we now have this huge mammal in our midst. Yessir, armed only with his rusty pistol, he encountered this animal as it was taking a sunbath in the middle of a sub-tropical jungle. A hand-to-hand battle ensued in which the sea elephant was subdued and carried for eighty miles to the nearest out- post and sent to our illustrious city, where you now gaze upon it. Now we cross the great McClurg Bridge, under which once flowed the plutaric water of the River Des Peres, that father of waters. If it hadn't been for this man's efforts, the river would not have been Worth a dam. As we depart from this spacious park, we enter University City, the home of pleasure bent, tired, business men. As we travel along Delmar Boulevard, we see the Old Magazine Building fnot the publishers of Ballyhoo, Hooey, or Aw Nertsj. The mayor of this great burg is His Honor Judge Lancaster, who started on his great public career by sitting on park benches. Later his craving Page One Hunclred Two

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1033 PRI' QCRIPTO iniitations, among his best is an Australian Woofle Donkle calling to its mateg Merritt Barr, Metropolitan soprano and virtuoso who can scale high C without even the slightest bit of sea-sickness, Jim Downing, shy and wistful Warbler on the Rugged Rubber Buggy Bumper program, whom you'll hear every Sun- day evening if you keep up the installments on your radio. And now we proceed south on Cherokee Street. On the left, Fritz Bech- toldis Hash House, where the bull is dished out night and day. On the right, the Winkelmann Sporting Goods House. Don't grow old, shop at our store, be an athlete. Winkelmann is completely stocked in fishing paraphernalia. Try the Winkelmann line, it never fails. Fish love to be hooked on a Winkel- mann line. And folks, to the right, on Utah Street, is located the Marlen and Patterson Dancing Academy. Don't be a Wall-fiower, take their course and be the life of the party. They teach you to dance while you wait. They positively guarantee you a job in one of the best taxi dance halls in town with each course of ten lessons. As a special radio offer they will send free of charge their illustrated booklet on how to be a successful gigolo. On the left, the Bridges False Teeth Company. They will not wear, tear, nor run down at the heels. After that spat with the wife, see him. Don't be afraid to eat peanut brittle, rock candy, or crackers in bed, get a set of his biters. Just ahead, on the north-east corner, is the Wildfong Beauty and Cosmetic Company. If you would have irresistible ruby lips, use his line of Lady Behave Lipsticks. They come in chocolate and vanilla Havors. Is your bladder weak? Are your kidneys inactive? Are you pale at the gills? If so, don't use Lydia Pinkhamis Tonic, try his Three Flour Mills brand of rouge and face powder, they work Wonders, or don't try them, use them to bake your next cake-you can't lose, there are no blanks. And now soaks, I guess you're a bit tired and dry. All right, we'll stop here at Schneider and Schuerger's Beer Garden. Anyone who cares to absorb some of the foamy amber lager may alight, those who don't care to partake, may remain on the bus. Folks, these proprietors have a tale they usually relate to tourists, just as a matter of interest, that, strange as it may seem, sometime way back in the Colonial days or maybe the Dark Ages, there ac- tually was a period called Prohibition or something, when a person could not lawfully purchase the good old brew. Amazing, isn't it? At the table next to the bar over there, sits Fred Schultz, president of the Postal Telegraph Com- pany. Nightly he may be seen in this glamorous beer garden, lapping up the limpid liquid, accompanied by his wife or somebody's wife as a drinking partner. Let us take up our journey. As we travel north on Grand, to the right stands an antiquated relic of the ages, an Apothecary Shop, conducted by E. O. Leffler, Ye Olde Tyme Apothecary. He doesn't believe in hot water bottles and rubber goods, he specializes in baby accessories. Just ahead is Larks Park, home of the local baseball sensations, the St. Louis Night Mores, champions last season in the Molecular Dissociation League. Manager Gil Militzer attributes the success of his team to Grape Nuts. Roaming the center Held for the Night Mores is that jovial peppy sattelite, Jack Pearce, so fast that he has been rightfully nicknamed, the Arkansas Traveler. Page One Hundred, Four