. The Training School Quarterly April, May, June 1919 . s begged for an extra serving andsometimes they received this. Monday morning I migrated from room 56 to room 74 where I livedin peace for two whole days. But I was sure I would have to moveagain soon as this hall had become a convalescent ward. I next movedto room 85 and as there are only 99 rooms in that dormitory I thoughtsurely Id rest in peace until room 2 was again mine. I had only beenthere a few hours when I came in from lunch to find the room occupiedby one of the convalescents, who, I later found, had dismissed herselfwithout pe
. The Training School Quarterly April, May, June 1919 . s begged for an extra serving andsometimes they received this. Monday morning I migrated from room 56 to room 74 where I livedin peace for two whole days. But I was sure I would have to moveagain soon as this hall had become a convalescent ward. I next movedto room 85 and as there are only 99 rooms in that dormitory I thoughtsurely Id rest in peace until room 2 was again mine. I had only beenthere a few hours when I came in from lunch to find the room occupiedby one of the convalescents, who, I later found, had dismissed herselfwithout permission. I then moved to the end of west dormitory to roomroom 99, the last of all, this was—the end of my wandering. It reallyseemed as if I was a little paper boat being swept down the gutter bythe water touching first one bank then the other. After several weeks I finally moved back to my own room. It tookseveral days after the refrigerators, oil stoves and dishes had been movedout before the odor of chocolate and scrambled eggs disappeared. Oh,. (1) Company C, Tinas of 1910; (2) Quarterly Staff; (3) Unskptball Team; (4) Tennis Champii(5) Poe President; (6) Class Presidents for the Four Years; (7) Senior President; (8) Lanier Society Pident; (9) Planting the 1919 Tree. Class of 1919 129 how I do wish that the big bucket of oranges had been left in my closet!I can say what no other girl besides me and my bunkie can say, Iwish some of the relics of the flu had been left in our room. So ends the chase, but Mr. Flu gave up in despair as he never caught MiLDEED FrYB, 19. A Jumble of Odds and Ends The most terrible, the most upsetting, the most unusual, themost exciting, the most changeable, and certainly the most inter-esting year in the history of the Training School is about at an end. We knew for four years that the school year 1918-19 would bethe most exceptional and best, because we would then be in the do not care to take the blame for all the bad things, but we
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