Yale University School of Medicine - Yearbook (New Haven, CT)

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CisAsa op 1 97 “ If there’s a hole in a’ your coats, I rede ye tent it; A chiel’s amang ye takin’ notes, An’, faith, he’ll prent it.” —Burns. As I take up my pen and proceed to write a brief sketch of the lives of my classmates, I must needs dwell for a moment in a serious mood before I allow myself to pass into that other stage which has as its results roasts, jokes, grinds, etc. At the beginning I wish to say that that which I shall write in the following biographies is simply poked at you in a friendly, brotherly spirit. We must shake off our dignity of almost full-fledged physicians, and take on for the moment the happy-go-lucky manner of our earlier days. We are soon to separate and go out into the medical world in different directions, and before we do this, let us all enter into this final good-natured poke at each other, each with the same friendly glad hand that has been so pronounced among us during all our course of study here. The facts which appear in these several biographies I have been able to glean from your answers to my questions, aided in some cases by a powerful microscope brought to focus on your several physiognomies. I must not forget, either, the valuable information furnished me by the gentlemen in the blue coats with brass buttons; and that other official who bears the title of City Clerk. But as I have said, I hope that each man will accept whatever there may be in these pages for him, in the friendly spirit, knowing that “it will all come out in the wash.” Class¬ mates, as your chosen editor for this, our publication, it gives me pleasure to inscribe on these pages your several biographies. I trust that in years to come when some of us, perhaps, have become bent with age and faithful service of healing the sick, we may look back to these days with pleasant memories and with the old twinkle in our eyes find ourselves young again and our hearts full of love for our dear old Yale. EDITOR.

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Henry Fleischner, M.D. . 928 Grand Avenue Charles J. Foote, M.D. Arthur N. Alling, M.D. Louis B. Bishop, M.D. Charles A Tuttle, M.D. Leonard W. Bacon, Jr., M.D. Warren A. Spalding, Ralph A. McDonnell, M.D. Robert E. Peck, M D. Leonard C. Sanford, M D. Charles J. Bartlett, M.D. James A. Moore, M.D. William H. Parker, B S., Ernst H. Arnold . Edward S. Moulton, M.D. Chauncey S. Lamb, M.D. Robert O. Moody, M.D. . Ambrose K. Brennan, M.D. Frederick N. Sperry, M.D. William F. Verdi, M.D. . Lecturer on Dermatology and Clinical Medicine Instructor in Clinical Medicine Instructor in Ophthalmology Assistant in the Medical Clinic Lecturer on Orthopeedic Surgery Assistant in the Surgical Clinic Demonstrator in Pharmacy Clinical Assistant in Dermatology Assistant in the Medical Clinic Assistant Demonstrator in Anatomy Instructor in Pathology and Bacteriology Assistant in the Medical Clinic Assistant in Chemistry Assistant in Orthopeedic Surgery Assistant in the Medical Clinic Assistant in the Surgical Clinic Assistant in Pathology Assistant in Obstetrics and Pediatrics Assistant in the Medical Clinic Assistant in Obstetrics and Gyneecology 305 Howard Avenue . 199 York Street 77 Whitney Avenue 129 Whalley Avenue 294 Elm Street 9 High Street 312 Elm Street 486 Elm Street 216 Crown Street . 45 Lake Place . 223 Grand Avenue 99 Sherman Avenue 13 Wall Street , 252 York Street 10 Park Street . 1204 Chapel Street 49 Humphrey Street 76 Wooster Street 172 St. John Street

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The Symptom Record. i 2 WILLIAM SAMUEL BARNES “ Uncommon things, and rare, were his delight; From musings deep his brain ne’er gotten ease, Nor ceased he from study, day or night, Until (advancing onward by degrees) He knew whatever breeds on earth or air or seas.” Was ushered into this eventful world at New Haven, Conn., Febru¬ ary 28th, 1874, and has been sure of a birthday ever since. Billy says that this was the narrowest escape he ever had. He has spent the most of his life in this city, although we take it for granted that he has wandered away from here a little, indeed, the writer remem¬ bers meeting him in Woodmont last Summer. His father is Samuel Hunt Barnes, a provision dealer, and has occupied the positions of Councilman and Alderman. He is not a college graduate. “Billy” says that his blood is about equally divided between Scotch and Eng¬ lish; that in his arteries he knows to be Scotch, and that in his veins is English. This, we suppose, he has determined by his scientific researches. He traces his ancestry back for eight generations and there becomes weary and loses the trail. His distingushed relatives are Surgeon General Barnes, U. S. A., and others. Prepared at Hill- house High School and graduated from Sheffield Scientific School, 1895, where he says honors were easy. THEODORE EDWARD BEARD “I dare do all that may become a man; Who dares do more is none.” First smiled upon an admiring crowd at Huntington, Conn., February 7th, 1866, at three A. M. His early life was uneventful and his days have been passed “in the Eastern States principally.” His father is T. E. Beard, Sr. He traces his ancestry back to “three brothers who came over in the Mayflozver , one of which died while on the voyage.” Beard says his blood is pure Yankee and that distin¬ guished relatives are too many to mention. Prepared at Staples Institute in Easton.