Union Hospital School of Nursing - Stethoscope Yearbook (Terre Haute, IN)

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FRESI-IMAN CLASS HISTORY On the afternoon of September seventeenth, nineteen hundred and twenty-nine, thirty timid, wondering, expectant strangers straggled into the Union Hospital, which was to be their abode for the coming three years. Very little was heard from them for the first few weeks, but after fur- nishing entertainment for the upper elassmen they settled down to real study in order to outlive the name of Probies and make ideal nurses. After 'lanuary the fourteenth only twenty-one of the beginning thirty remained to uphold the standards and ideals of the Class of '31. Page twenty-eight

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THE NIGHT NURSE'S DAY IN BED Vlihen rested I get up at night, And dress by electric light, In morning quite the other way, l have to go to bed by day. 1 have to go to bed and stay XVhile the other folks are all away, And when they come back to rest- I have to go and do my best. And does it not seem hard to you, XYhen others all have work to do, And all the world is bright and gay, To have to go to bed by day? MY VOICE l have a little larynx Somewhere inside of me, But just what is the use of him, is more than I can seeg For when l started using him, why Miss Elliot said, Now here it's ten o'clock, so get yourselves in bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he wants to travel s Hcfs not like other voices, all so soft and low, For ofttimes at half-past ten, he goes floating up the hall, And rackets round all up and down, in spite of everything. I wish he'd stay inside of me and not go racing 'long, 'Til all the rest are wakened, and every light is on, l'm sorry, though that does little good. But I shall try to train my voice, as proper nurses should. I'll study how to modulate, and gentle, soft and low, XVill be the pretty compliments that Miss Graves will bestow And by the time l graduate and take on an R.Nf' My voice will fail to function after the clock strikes ten. THOSE FENDERS Have you seen Dr. Alec's new Buick? VVitl1 its fenders so shiny and new? They redect and act as a mirror- That's what the blamed things do. They attract special attention Or else it's the color, By Gosh! For where'er he'd park By day or at dark Those fenders are smashed into! Page thirty