NANETTE NOTICES

Manawatu Standard, Volume LVII, Issue 304, 23 November 1937, Page 11

NANETTE NOTICES

HERE AND THERE

, (By “Nanette.”) • Thoughts Of Gratitude. t Sixty years old 1 Fluttering flags f and coloured lights gaily proclaim the , fact that Palmerston North is celebrat- [ ing its Diamond Jubilee. ■ Memories will come crowding back, on this oej casion, to numbers of people who knew the early days of this fair city—memories of the hardships and joys of ■ pioneer times and of friends who have ■ gone before. To-day the comforts and ; luxuries which did not exist 60 years ■ ago are apt to be taken for granted, ! and this is tile time when our thoughts will turn in gratitude to those who “paved the way” by laying the foundaj tions of Palmerston North and the Manawatu. i A Nurse’s Reminiscences. Chatting with one of the first nurses * at the Palmerston North Hospital ; (which was opened in 1893), “Nanette” | heard some interesting reminiscences. [ “Nowadays you just touch the switch ‘ and on goes the electric light. But I ; can remember, in the early days of the ’ Hospital, going all over the institution as darkness fell carrying a pole with a taper at the top and lighting the gas high above,” she recalled with a laugh. “When the Hospital opened there was no bathroom for the nurses, although one was provided for the men and women patients respectively, but another one was nut in later at the . end of the corridor upstairs.” Cooling Down. After watching the Jubilee celebrations at the Showgrounds on Saturday a party of country people made their way to the Square. “Must cool down before we start for home,” said mother as she settled herself comfortably in the Roy ale Dutch Lounge,” and not only is the service good here, but the refreshments are all pure.” * Going Home. Mrs was walking briskly home. “You don’t look a bit tired.” her friend remarked enviously, “I don’t know how you do it.” Mrs laughed. “The credit is entirely duo to the Turkish Baths, in the Regent Arcade. Since I took a course there, 1 feel just as fresh going homo from town as when I started out.” Then And Now. “Nurses to-day would smile if they saw 'the uniform we wore when the Hospital was first opened,” the person mentioned above continued. “But we : thought nothing of it then, ft was made of heavy navy serge, right down to our black shoes, and had a high stiffened collar, stiff turned-back cuffs, and a white apron buttoned on to the ‘baby bodice.’ We also wore a high white frilled cap. Later this uniform gave place to one of blue and white striped galatea, since when it has evolved to the neat and free uniform worn by nurses to-day.” Christmas Visitors. If you aro likely to have visitors during the Christmas holidays, (and who isn’t?) what about getting that new lounge suite you have been promising yourself? Upholstered in your own choice of colours, Hutchins’ Furniture Warehouse will meet your need for only £l3 15s for three pieces, fully covered all round. Why not go and choose your pattern ? * I Changing Times. The nurses at the Auckland Hospital now have a 45-hour week, “Nanette” notices by a telegram which appeared ill the “Standard.” It is interesting to learn that when the Palmerston North Hospital first opened the nurses worked 12 hours on end, and often did three or four hours more if necessary. Times certainly change! Distance No Objection. “I suppose you aren’t coming in to I the Jubilee play,” remarked a town friend in the course of a toll call, yes- ’ terday, “as you have such a long way to come.” “Yes, wo are,” was the happy reply, “since we bought that new Pontiac from Fowler Motors, Ltd., distance doesn’t worry us at all.” * The Tenth Man.

The subject under- discussion was ■which of the marriage partners generally ruled. One elderly gentleman, who is qualified to attend the old identities’ dinner this week, gave his' opinion: “The woman rules nine times out of ten,” he stated confidently, “but—” “I suppose you are the tenth in this case?” politely suggested a listener. “The tenth? Well, in a way.” He considered for a moment and there was a twinkle in his eye, “In a way. You see, she’s the one—and I’m" naught!” A Joyous Conclusion. There will be no occasion to feel flat or depressed at the conclusion of the week’s Jubilee celebrations for there will be as a fitting climax on Saturday afternoon and evening, Nocember 27, the recital at the Opera house of the pupils of Miss Gwen Gibbs, of the Broadway School of Dancing. * Ye Winds That Blow. There have been many complaints about the winds which seem to be always with us. So much of the past has been brought to light in connection with the jubilee celebrations that “Nanette” is wondering if the winds are sent to blow away the dust and cobwebs, and make us feel “not so very old.” Summer Neatness. For the woman who appreciates quality and has a feminine weakness for lovely undies there is an enticing new selection of Bond’s bright-finisli locknit bloomers and slips at the Scotch Wool and Hosiery Shop, Ltd. In well-tailored styles for neat wear under summer frocks, these are a necessary adjunct to the summer outfit.