St Lukes Hospital School of Nursing - Blu Chambray Yearbook (San Francisco, CA)

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January- Happy New Year ! Miss Stoner and Miss Arkinstal asked for extra late passes. Constance Helen is left with us. VV here did you come from balmy dear? New Class-which is more than welcome to St. l.uke's. February- Seniors sport new class pins. Nurses trip the light fantastic at the St. Francis. Prohs properly admitted, with House Routineg taught the baths, lnercuricluoine, and floor mops. March- Tea given in honor of lX'l'rs. Reid. Talk given on China. 'lihev're hanffinff men and women for the wearinv of the 0'1 . 6 b D b April- April Fool ! Dr. Prusch brings his annual box of candy to the nurses. liaster service in Chapel. Bunnies visit Pope W'artl and Maternity. May- june May Day. lNlother's Day. A day we'll never forget. Florence Nightingale Vesper Service at Grace Cathedral. Prolfs capped-no more four-hour days. Senior hanquet. Graduation! Flowers. gifts, happy Seniors!! l37 l use of shower 'eenf'

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L'Gpera Comique, Paris, fair women, beautiful gowns and Ruth Scofield, high- est paid Prima Donna, bowing to her audience, the most noted of which is her fiance, an educated Head Hunter. A white lined turf field 5 banners, yells, music and Ethel Lawrence, aspirant of ffreat thinffs, cheering' the victorious football team com Jrised of her eleven huskv 6 'Cr 4 D .. 50115. America's Heiress, cold and beautiful among her riches, titled noblemen and crowned heads whom she has compromised, offering their entire fortune in return for their good names. I looked more closely, and recognized Myrtle Shoenduby. Terrific heat g scorching sands, beautiful mirages and Ruth Dinwiddie, selling all the swamp land in Death Valley to unsuspecting Chinese imigrants. The premiere performance of the Tasmanian Ballet and the Ballerina. a lithe, graceful creature, floating around to the strains of Les Papillionsf' I could not believe my eyes, but the witch assured me it was Clarice Lyman and that her suc- cess as a dancer had been instantaneous. I Tracks shining in the sun 5 a breathless crowd and a two huge locomotives bearing down upon us. The great transcontinental race is almost finished. Cheers! The winner, all smiles and soot, bows from the cab window of her iron horse to receive congratulations. It is none other than Blanche Runels. A dim, velvet hung hall 3 weird lighting 3 deathlike stillness and Madame Octavia, the famous clairvoyant holding a seance. Through the veil covering her face I recognized Sadie Ames. An attractive bungalow, apple trees and shingle swinging in the Wind which reads, The Duck Pond for Diabetic Ducks. Marie Oskey, in gingham and or- gandy is feeding the ducks their calories and guarantees to kill or cure all ducks sulifering from diabetes. A sumptuous drawing room showing evidence of a recent struggleg broken chairsg smashed mirrorsg Howers here and yon and in the midst of all this havoc stands Helen Emlay, the hot tempered Countess of Hottentot, browbeating her husband into buying her another pair of brass earrings. I see the interior of the oft abused Lyceum theater, with Evelyn Andell fea- tured in The Screens Siren. Famous all through training for her many Hirta- tions, she is still notorious for the trail of broken hearts she leaves behind her. A mud hut, a tabby cat and Molly Colbert digging in her vegetable garden. She is the only old maid hermit in existence and is said to be the author of the words, Love Is Blindf' Microscopes, test-tubes, Bunson burners, smocked figures working over them, a research laboratory. Supervising all is Professor Minerva Haggerty, the world's most renowned scientist. Her studious mind has led her into many new fields and she has just completed a treatise on, W'hy the Mexican Hairless Never Moltsf' I39l