News of Old Mistresses and Girls – Christmas Term 1917

Monica Savory tells us that she passed Responsions in July, so hopes to go to St. Hugh’s next October. She is now working at the Warwick Record Office. She says: “A great deal of the work has to do with the casualties, and in one section they send out the notice to the next ­of kin when the men are killed or wounded. We get in all the documents belonging to the men, their attestations, medical histories, wills, &c., and we keep a record of all their military service, wounds, medals, campaigns, and all particulars about their families.”

Dorothy Lowe, writing about the usual date for Commem, says “I feel to-day we ought all to be travelling Salisbury roads,” She had had a lovely week-end with Joe Hensley, and had run up against Naomi Peak and had also come across May Dickinson at the massage examinations. She has got her first massage post at Cambridge in the 1st Eastern General Hospital, 24 big wards all huts. She says her brother was near Arras with a search light.

Eva Tatham is still a Clerk in the 4th Southern General Hospital at Plymouth. Her uncle has been made a Brigadier-General and head of all Naval and Marine Recruiting at the Admiralty. She says she was given 24 hours’ leave, so was able to be bridesmaid to Phillipa Murray (nee Kitchener). Phillipa’s husband is in the R.F.C. and in Palestine.

Mary Gordon, obtained the Certificate of Merit in Letters (equivalent to the B. Litt.) for her thesis on Greek Oligarchies at Oxford. She says “My Oxford life seems quite far away now after a term in Man­chester. I am very happy indeed here, and like the school and the girls and my work and my colleagues very much.”

Dorothy Kent writes from Durham. She says she and Joan Shorto meet and talk Godolphin. Her brother, who has had to be put into C3 Class owing to a bad knee, is now in the High Commissioner’s Office in London. She gives an interesting account of the soldiers’ huts in Durham, and says how busy every body is preparing eggs, salads, vegetables, fruit, sandwiches, cake, tea, coffee, and cocoa.

Isabel Rennie is working in the laundry of the Hospital at Sidmouth, and says the laundry work she learnt in LoweriV. has come in very useful.

Chrissy Leslie-Jones (nee Baskett) is leaving her home in Lahore, as the following notice will explain. We congratulate her upon her husband’s appointment to the Principalship of the Mayo College: ­”Your readers have already learnt of the appointment of Mr. F. A. Leslie-Jones to the Principalship of the Mayo College, Ajmer, and Mrs. and Mr. Leslie-Jones’ consequent departure from Lahore, where they have resided for thirteen years. It is difficult to think of a change which could occasion more widespread regret in the Province. As head of the institution through which the scions of the leading Indian families pass on their way to manhood. Mr. Leslie-Jones has, of course, played a very important role in the political life of the Punjab, and his loss will be a very real one to Indians. The active part moreover which lie and his wife have taken in promoting sport among the European community in the Capital, and their untiring support of all social in­stitutions and undertakings have been so very marked that their places will be very difficult to fill. A cricket week without ‘L.J.’ and a Punjab tennis tournament without Mrs. Leslie-Jones will be hard to imagine. Still Ajmer is not so very far away, and we may see something of them occasionally.”

Ruth Strange is nursing at The Anglo-Russia Hospital, Petrograd, Stephanie Strange is about to commence work with the motor trans­port, the small V.A.D. Hospital where they were previously working being temporarily closed.

P. Turner sends an interesting account of her first term at St. Paul’s School. She has gone into the VI. 3 Form and likes her work very much. If she gets her remove next year she is expected to take the Senior Cambridge. She says she has spoken to Miss Ash, she also says “I am getting up a little party which we call the Godolphin Re-union. We are asking as many Old Godolphinites as we can collect to lunch and tea on November 18th. Yvorne Leys is helping us. There is Miss Hymans de Tiel and Dacre Alexander and Eva Bartruni, from the Medical School, and Jean Chapman and Phyllis Clark live quite near us. I am so looking forward to it.”

Gladys Scott says: “This is just a very short letter to tell you that I am going to Paris next seek to be secretary to a great friend of my chief (who is still in India). He is running the Y.M.C.A. for the American troops. I think the work should be very interesting, and he writes that there is plenty of it!”

Nancy Humphries is nursing in the Royal Naval Hospital, Truro. She has been there since the Hospital opened nearly two years ago and likes it very much. Olive Prater cooks at a Red Cross Hospital in Budleigh Salterton.

Phyllis Codwin is learning how to drive an ambulance. She hopes to drive the wounded straight from Southampton to hospitals in Winchester.

Kathleen Sargeaunt is getting on splendidly with her cooking and housecraft at Malvern.
Lilly Shannon is living in London and preparing for a secretary’s post.
Nancy Northcroft is going on with her music and helping at home.

Katharine Hulbert is among the Wiltshire nurses whose names have been brought to the notice of the Secretary of State for War for valu­e able services rendered in connection with the war.

S. Yorke is working for a degree in Agriculture at St. Andrew’s Hall, Reading, and she much enjoys the training.

J. Hinxman is busy helping at home, where she takes some of the lessons in the morning and works at a Red Cross Hospital in the after­noons.

M. Holmes is orderly at Longford Castle Hospital.
C. Preece is nursing in the officers’ ward at Queen Mary’s Hospital for Women in London.
L. Poynton packs for the A.O.D. voluntary workers at Didcot near her home, and meets Ursula Armitage at the same work.

Lucy Seton, having had previous training, went as V.A.D. to Drum­tochty Castle, Kincardineshire, when war broke out, it being lent as a V.A.D. Hospital. When it closed a year afterwards, she came to Edinburgh, and worked in a private nursing home for some months. From Edinburgh she went to the hospital at Balham and was there till August, 1916, and then proceeded to St. Paul’s Hospital at Malta. She remained there till it was re-organised as the 63rd General Hospital and sent to Salonika. She re-engaged with it and accompanied it to Salonika, where she now is, for, at any rate, a further period of six months.

Constance Wollastan, after doing various odd war jobs, was trained as a policewoman, and was sent to Gretna Munition Factory, and thence to Carlisle. She was promoted Sergeant, June, 1917. She was moved shortly afterwards to East Riggs, Dumfriesshire. She was obliged to resign at the end of September as she was ill, but after a period of rest and convalescence with friends in Scotland, she was appointed Assistant Welfare Superintendent at Elswick Works, Newcastle-on­Tyne, at the end of October, 1917.

Margaret Fawcett, who has been in Russia with the Scottish Women’s Hospital Unit. has received a medal, and we send her through the maga­zine our heartiest congratulations. In writing to her mother she says “We had a visit before nine o’clock this morning from Prince Dolgo­roudoff and several Generals and we were all given medals ; they are silver with orange and black ribbon.”

We also congratulate May Wyld (Florence Maria Wyld), Member of; the Order of the British Empire. For work in the Secunderabad Hospitals for sick and wounded from Mesopotamia.

Ena de Jersey sends a, very interesting account from Guildford of her work in a hostel for National Service Girls working. on the land. She says “This hostel started on June 14th as a training centre, but now that the colder weather has set in it is more of a depot where they come whilst waiting for places. My friend, Miss Perrean, is the superintendent and I am her A.D.C.; in other words. I am the house parlormaid, general bottle washer, and her secretary into the bargain. I simply love the life, though it is pretty hard work. There is no time to be bored with its monotony, as we live in a perpetual state of never knowing what is going to happen next. On the whole we have some very nice girls. They are mostly drawn from the servant class, they wear the breeches and overalls and are called by their surnames. The day’s work is as follows: Getting up bell at 6 a.m., breakfast at 6.45, then one girl stays at home each day to help in the house, which has to be done from top to bottom every day, the girls have to be on the farms at 8 a.m., and they take their lunches with them; they knock off work at 5 p.m., and come home for a big meal at 6 o’clock, known as tea, though they have meat and pudding and cups of tea.”

May Bailey writes: “At present, I am working at the County Second­ary School, Wolverton, Bucks, as an assistant mistress. I have full charge of the domestic work, which includes cookery, housewifery, laundry and needlework. For this work I have a special building adjoining the school, which is quite new. This work was not done in the school previous to my appointment. As all forms (I.-VI.) take domestic work, most of my time is occupied with it. The Food Control Committee for this district arranged for war lectures on economy in food to be given in this neighbourhood and district. These lectures they kindly invited me to give, I have just completed them, three a week for the last seven weeks.

A. Currey is working hard with Girl Guides in Capetown.
W. Harvey-Jones is also doing excellent work with Girl Guides at Bexhill.
P. Riddle has gone to Miss Jones at Grahamstown to teach mathematics in her school.
B. Knowles is housemaid in a hospital at Harpenden
S. and H. Toms go alternate months to the officers’ hospital at Watermouth Castle. ‘
E. Charlton (Brown) is living in Maida Vale, her husband is in hospital in London.
D. Wilson is driving the Salisbury Red Cross Ambulance.
Miss Ashford has gone for six months to a military hospital in Norfolk.

Miss Fairclough has been moved to Alexandria and is taking charge of the invalid kitchen at the 78th General Hospital. It is a Convalescent Hospital, and she starts her day by making 47 pints of “Benger.” All milk having to be boiled on paraffin New Perfection stoves, and she only has six burners!

M Saunders, Irene Morrice and H. C. Livesay are kitchen maids at the Salisbury Red Cross Hospital.

A. Hubbock (Parish) is living in Glasgow and helping in the War Depot.
L. Delacombe is still working at munitions at “Park Royal.” Her particular work is overlooking the girls who are making cartridges.
D. Moore is working at the Art School in Edinburgh.
Enid Carter has gone to Paris to be with her father for six months.
Miss Luce and Miss Williamson are both teaching at the “Ladies’ College” in Jersey.

Miss Ralph is to be house mistress of a new boarding house at Miss Jones’ School in Grahamstown.
M. Knowles goes to the Y.M.C.A. canteens at week-ends and also works at a War Depot at Harpenden.

Janet Dennison is working as Quartermaster’s Orderly at Christ­church V.A.D. Hospital, and loves the work.

Helen Theodosius is studying the Froebel system of teaching in order to take up kindergarten work. She is also hoping to continue her music with Miss Fanny Davies, but at present is not allowed to use one of her wrists for playing.

Madge Glynn is studying shorthand and typewriting to fit herself for secretarial work.

Rosamond Burne (Wolley-Dodd) sends a jolly photograph of her little girl aged 16 months, and has a wee son too now. She says Marjorie is nursing in Cheshire, and Nancy is a V.A.D. in France.

K. Lewis tells of her jolly family of boys all enjoying their life on the farm at Bentley and helping to cut up between 16 and 30 bushels of swedes a day. Her husband has got the D.S.O. and was twice mentioned in despatches last year. We heartily congratulate her and him.

Vera Morrison is working every day on a farm, milking and butter making; and poultry, taking a man’s place, and her baby is all the better for living in the country. Her address is Elmbrook, Clear Down, Woking.
Ivy Hutchins is nursing at Chatham.
Norah Montgomery is very busy at canteen work, clerk’s cafe, and packing parcels for prisoners.

Quite a large company of Godolphinites are at the School of Medicine: Miss Hynams de Tiel, Merell Middlemore, Dacre Alexander, Eva Bartram, Dolly Turner.

Miss Wyld and Mrs. Everett “We said good-bye as usual to Miss Wyld before the Christmas holidays, and we were destined never to see her again. The loss, however, was compensated for by the punctual arrival of Mrs. Everett at the beginning of the term. We celebrated the exchange on the first, morning of the term by a prolonged and hearty clap for (xciwra1 and i1lrs. Everett, and again through the pages of the magazine we want to convey to them our very heartiest best wishes. General Everett has gone back to Salonika after his short leave, and Fawcett House has been able to welcome Mrs. Everett back for a time.

News of Mistresses and Old Girls – Summer Term 1917

Miss Fairclough spent a week-end at Holmwood early in June, during a month’s leave from Malta, where she has been working as V.A.D. for the last 15 months. Her work consists principally of starting and organising hospital invalid kitchens all over the Island, and inspecting those which are already in full swing. She is called Principal Commandant, wears a most becoming blue uniform, and ranks as a Colonel! She seems very happy in her work, and showed us a quantity of interesting photographs.

 Doris Gozvenlock and Muriel Vicary are nursing at the Red Cross Hospital at Wimborne, and Dorothy Vicary has gone to help in the kitchen, as they were short-handed; after this she is hoping to do Secretary work in a new Hospital in Warminster.

Nancy Wolley Dod is nursing in France, and Marjorie has gone to Salonica. Rosamund and her baby are well.

Gwynneth Hope is nursing in the American Women’s Hospital.

Emma Burt is still at the Australian Hospital.

 M. L. Callard (nee Coomber) is working at the Ministry of Pensions, Widows and Dependents’ Branch.

 E. Newton has been working in France since October. 1914, and was mentioned in Sir D. Haig’s dispatch.

 N. Richards has been working up for the London Matric.

 B. Niven has been at Manchester University for a year, and is going to Cambridge in October.

 M. Godley has finished a course of motoring, and she hopes to get some kind of motoring work to do; in the meantime she is working at the Y.M.C.A. Canteen at Paddington several times a week.

 M. Campin writes: “I am at present enjoying my life very much at Monmouth High School, where I am having a very busy time teaching (chiefly Maths.) and filling up my spare time studying.”

Ursula Stokes, in answering Miss Douglas’ Easter Letter, says: ­”I have been wondering how many of the Old Girls realise that there is still a Commem. held at School of a character which those who are far away would appreciate most perhaps. Even in Grahamstown I did not realise that the day was being kept officially at School, though of course we knew that some of you were thinking of us when we had our Commem, parties, and I suppose Grahamstown is more likely to know all there is to know about the School than any other part of the world. I, suppose Miss Jones knew, and that is why she wanted more. But though I was only at School last Commem. from 8.30 p.m. on Friday – night and had to leave St. Martin’s long before the Service was over on Saturday morning (to catch me train), it was sufficient to realise that there was far more of Commem. left than I had ever dreamt of, that the whole of the present School knew it was ‘Old Girls’ Day’ and that the Celebration at St. Martin’s was still for all who could to be present there, and for the rest of us to join in wherever we might be.”

A. Chambers has been working since March as pantry maid in the V.A.D. Hospital. Rhode Hill, Uplyme. Devon.

Nora Randall says: “I am now going on Thursdays to the V.A.D. Hospital at Mere, about 25 miles from school, as a Probationer. Of course, I did not mind what I went as, but all the same I am very pleased that I shall get some opportunity of nursing, for it will help so for later on.”

J. Dennison Says: “I am quite busy now, working at Christchurch Red Cross Hospital, as Quartermaster’s Orderly. I spend every morning there, and do all sorts of jobs, from sweeping, dusting and clearing brass, to sorting Linen, mending clothes, and getting the nurses’ lunch – so I have plenty of variety and love the work. I have also been attending Lectures on Fist Aid and Home Nursing, so have had my time fairly well occupied.”

M. Irby writes: “It has struck me that you may be rather interested to hear of the work I am doing at present. I obtained a post at the beginning of the summer at ‘Women’s Service,’ an organisation run by the London Society for Women’s Suffrage for the purpose of suppling women for War Work, and also to investigate new professions, and trades which are suitable for women to take up, but which hitherto they have not had the opportunity of entering. I am working for the head of the ‘Training’ Department and we give advice to women with regard to the best work for them to take up and how to train themselves for it. I Was wondering whether you would like to mention the Women’s Service Bureau in the school Magazine, in case any of the Old Girls, who are looking out for posts, would care to register there; and also perhaps some of the girls just leaving School would like advice about taking up some of the professions which are off the normal lines. The office is at 58, Victoria Street, S.W. I enjoy the work there very much, and find it extremely interesting.”

 Freda White worked in her Easter holidays for a month at the large Military Hospital at Devonport. She was at the Nursing Sisters’ Quarters helping the Matron with the house-keeping and doing odd jobs for her, and enjoyed the experience very much.

Rosamond Conquest (nee Acworth), in writing to Miss Douglas some months ago, told a delightful story, which we cannot leave out of the Magazine. Her husband, who was out with the American Ambulance in France, was ordered up to some “post” or other to take “one assis” and “three coucher “cases. He had his “coucher” cases in all right, and was working round for the “assis”, when a little dog was lifted in beside him. The poor little thing had been already wounded twice, and on this occasion had a body wound; his master had also been hit. The little dog had all his papers filled up, just like a regular “poilu,” and was evacuated to the rear as a man would be.

Ella Burden writes: “Once again I am out in France-this time working in a Military Hospital under canvas. The open-air life is just glorious now, but I can’t imagine what it is like in the winter. We are sleeping in small huts big enough for two, and in the hot weather the whole of one side can be thrown open. Just at present we are rather unsettled, as the Americans may arrive any day to take over this Hospital, and some of us will be sent elsewhere, whilst some of us are staying for a while to work with them. I hope I shall be allowed to stay, as it is a lovely Hospital, situated high up out of the town on the race-course, with woods all round us, and fortunately I am nursing Tommies here. They are just too splendid for words, and their one wish is to see Blighty again. I’m so sorry I could not come up to see you before I left England, but my time was so short and there was such a lot to do. I’m ever so happy here and feeling very fit indeed.”

Jeanie Raven, in thanking Miss Douglas for her Easter Letter, says: ­ “I quite agree about Commem. We should all want to come so much, and of course we ought not to from a distance. But where will you put us all when we come to the first Commem. after the war? Won’t it be a glorious squash, and how the hall will bulge! We have had quite exciting times at frequent intervals here, with air-raids and bombardments, both more startling than alarming, for we are so well guarded that the Huns dare not try more than a “tip-and-run” attack. It is wonderful to see miracles happening as they do, e.g., in Ramsgate last time but one, three houses were hit in a crowded quarter, each one empty: and the other shells all fell in fields; they nearly always fall in waste ground. Another time, bombs were dropped just outside the National School, one yard from the window, with all the children inside; shells fell one either side of the V.A.D. Hospital. Only once a cottage was hit, and there were three people killed: otherwise we have only had roofs and windows damaged. The Relieving Officer called Mr. Cate, had his roof smashed in, no one was hurt, and he emerged from the ruins brushing the dust from his coat and saying: “It takes more than that to kill a Cate!” The 14-months-old baby next day can say ‘Bombard,’ and shows off his trick with great pride. So you see we are quite in the war zone!”

Dorothy Man, writing from France, says: “I am writing this in a Church Army Club, near a lovely French town. I did not expect to hear about Salisbury again out here, but I was serving a man at the Canteen who belonged to the Wiltshire Regiment, and he told me all about the changes that had taken place since the war. He used to be the Carrier between Amesbury and Salisbury, and he is one of our friends here! While I was telling him I was at School at the Godolphin, a friend of his came up and said: ` I am a Salisbury man, and I’ve heard that the Godolphin young ladies have gone on the land, and the farmers say that they are the best helps they’ve ever had!’ I felt that I must write and tell you this! It was a very sincerely-said compliment. I saw my first sight of some German prisoners yester­day. They were slightly wounded, but looked very well cared far. I am coming home, I think, in June. If anyone wants work that is absolutely brimming with opportunities, they had better apply to the Headquarters of the Church Army for Canteen and Club work! The men are simply splendid, in spite of all the discomforts they have to put up with. They are keen on everything-French, music, and library-and we could do with one worker for each subject!”

Eleanor Chase writes: “Since I last saw you, nearly two years ago, I have been as busy as one could be, and, with the exception of some sick leave, I have only had a week’s holiday. I was in the Military Translation Bureau of the War Office for 14 months. I came across Marian Tatham in the War Office occasionally where she was working in the Registry. I left there to go to the Russian Government Com­mittee last October, and was there until last week, when I was offered the post of Superintendent of Translations to the Air Board, and came here to form a new section similar to that in which I worked in the War Office. It is a very good post, and I can’t help being very pleased at having got it. It is pleasant, too, to be one’s own head, since, as the new section is to be a central one for all Air Ministry Translations, it is not dependent on any Department, but only on the Secretary direct. I met Dorothy Sayers a month or so ago, and she was very pleased with the publication of her book of verses, and with her new work at Oxford under Blackwell. I also met Jean Smith not so very long ago, and heard all her news. I believe she is still at the Ministry of Munitions; she seemed to be very happy there.”

Nancy Woodrow (nee Marlow) tells us that she is now in the Dutch Section of the Censor’s Office, so does very little but Dutch and French. She would like to tell us more about the work if it were allowed.

Freda Shingleton writes from France, where she is nursing and says: “I came out in January, and love the work. Unfortunately, I got a frost-bitten toe, and had to go to Hospital for five weeks, but I am back at work again now. I have several times seen Theophila Yeatman and Alice Workman. It is so nice to come across old Godolphinites out here. How is the dear old School, I wonder? I so often think of all the happy times we had, but what years after it, seems!”

Helen Rhodes writes: “I am still as keen as ever about my music, but I felt it wrong to give all my time and energy to it in war time, and about eight months ago I took the place of a man, and became a Bank Clerk in the largest Bank in Sheffield! I like the work very much indeed for a time. It certainly wouldn’t excite me to think that I had to be a Bank Clerk for always! It is extremely nice to feel a little useful. There are 22 other girls in the Bank, I suppose just for the period of the war; also, about 30 men and boys. There is always an enormous amount of work to be done, as it is such a busy Bank, but that is what one expects, and everyone is very jolly.”

Gladys Filliter has had a good bit of experience nursing first at Barts, and when she wrote she was at No. 1 War Hospital, Reading.

Esther Field was working in the New Zealand Hospital, Codford, when we last heard of her.

A Capel is living at A. Foljambe’s home; and they have taken up dairy work together.

Annie Pritchardl tells us that she is working at the Fielden School as well as the Manchester University. She says: “We are, like most other people, working with a reduced staff. I am hoping to get home for Whitsuntide, and perhaps I might see you during that week. It was very delightful to have a peep at Miss Jones during Christmas week. She and a friend have been very busy in the holidays reclaiming a piece of land for an allotment. She says: ‘We have a good many visitors, even in war time, who come to see the School, which used to be under Professor Findlay in former days. I am on the Manchester Council for Day Nurseries and Nursery Schools, and we are much interested in the new programme proposed by Mr. Fisher. Personally, I shall feel much regret if our five happy little Nursery Schools in Manchester have to come under a wider scheme, and the red tape of the Board of Education. Professor l3ompas Smith has had an interview with some of the people at the Board of Education, and we are sorry that their tendency seems to be towards the inclusion of the children from three years in the Elementary School organisation. At present some very valuable voluntary work is being done, and little children want mothering, which can’t be possible if the numbers grow too large. Our most successful Nursery School is in an ordinary work­ing-class dwelling in one of the Manchester slums. It has had the greatest influence on the mothers by showing them just what can be done with the means at their disposal, and it is the finest object-lesson they could have-far better, I think, then a model building, with baths, hot and cold water, and all kinds of conveniences impossible in the homes from which these mites come.”

K. Keble sends a most interesting account of her work at Vickers’ Aeroplane Factory, Weybridge. She says: “I am afraid I shall find it rather difficult to explain, as so few people seem to have heard of it. It is commonly known as oxy-acetylene welding. The acetylene gas is made in a generator outside and is carried by pipes to each person; the oxygen is in a large cylinder by one’s side. We work with a blow pipe, which has a tremendously hot flame, about 600° Fahrenheit this is attached by rubber pipes to the oxygen cylinder and the acetylene safety valve; we control the acetylene and oxygen with a tap on the blow pipe, and we light up at a gas jet. We apply the flame to the metal until it is quite molten, and then one adds a little wire to make the two surfaces weld together. We weld most of the small steel parts on the aeroplane. Our kit consists of an overall, leather apron, and dark goggles, also a handkerchief over our head. The leather apron and the handkerchief are very necessary in order to protect one from the sparks, and we must wear dark goggles because the flame is tremen­dously bright. The shop we work in is called the ‘Tinsmith’s’, and is exceedingly stuffy and noisy, but very interesting as all the aluminum work is done in it. At the back of the shop there are furnaces with steam hammers going all day, the latter sound rather like bombs being dropped just behind you. We begin work at 7 O’clock in the morning and go on till 7.30 or 8.30 at night; the hours for meals are; Breakfast, from 8.30 to 9 o’clock; dinner, from 1 o’clock to 2 o’clock; and tea, from 5 to 5.30; we have all our meals at the works Canteen, which is about three minutes’ walk from the Factory. The Factory is on the edge of Brooklands Track, and we find it very interesting at meal times watching the aeroplanes going up and coming down, and doing wonderful things in the air, which occasionally make one’s hair literally stand on end.”

Mary Gordon has a classical post at the Manchester High School, under Miss Burstall.

Naomi Peake wrote to Miss Douglas in December to say that she met a Fawcett House girl when working at the Farnborough Royal Aircraft Factory, and recognised her by her blue overall; and that she and Dorothy Tull and Katharine Garnons-Williams and Irene Wordsworth had all been meeting and comparing their war work experiences.

Amphilis Middlemore tells us that she is training in the General Hospital, Birmingham.

Coralie Middlemore is still farming, and is now a carter, and is busy ploughing and carting anything under the sun.

Merrell Middlemore is training to be a doctor.

Jean Alexander is out in France with her sisters, and doing extraordinarily interesting work, which some day, I hope, she will find time to tell us all about in the School Magazine.

Theophila is home for a holiday, and we hope to see her at Godolphin.

Rita Paulley (nee Douglas) is House Mistress at St. Margaret’s. Her husband is in Egypt.

Kathleen Douglas’s name was amongst those in the long list mentioned in Despatches for their work in Home Hospitals.

Evelyn Gilroy was mentioned in Despatches, and the following are extracts from a letter from her mother, in last March: “Evelyn has been Sister in charge of a Ward for 14 months. She had the ‘Acute’ Ward at the Havre Clearing Hospital in regular turn with the other Sisters, and last June was moved up to the Somme for the `Push,’ and after a week there was again given a Ward-the second worst ` Surgical’ and has had it ever since; 36 beds, under canvas. For the first two or three months the work was truly appalling. Cases straight off the field, of course, and only the worst ‘ kept’; so, it was always a strain and awful responsibility. Then all the winter it has been dreadful. First wind and damp, then bitter cold, and no `floors’ anywhere, only tarpaulin to stand on; consequently, all the Nurses up there have had aa sort of `trench feet’ like very bad chilblains, red and blue and swollen up, and their knees all lame, and suffering greatly when they got warm in bed (which was the only time they were ever warm). The whole staff had bad influenza at Christmas, and Evelyn was one of the only four who didn’t ‘go sick,’ but was awfully bad and worked on with a high temperature. Con­sequently, she is only now beginning to get over it. She has only been home twice in two years, once for seven days and once for ten. She has, of course, the regular Hospital hours, 6.30 a.m. to 7.30 p.m., and when the push is on no hours at all! They all work night and day, and get sleep when and how they can. For three weeks on two occasions – she was never in bed for more than three hours at one time, and often no time to undress at all, unless compelled in order to search for trench creatures! which, unless found, destroy all chance of sleep.”

Iris Chauncey, when last we heard, had been going through a course of motoring.

Dulcie Chauncey is at the Woolwich Arsenal as an Assistant Overseer. 

Molly Thomas has given up her Bank work, and was intending to learn typing and shorthand this summer and autumn. and talks of the possibility of going to France as a Pay Office Clerk.

Violet Christy is helping in her father’s office, and has a busy time of it. When she has a spare day, she goes down to Bethnal Green on School Care Committee work, and has been now and again to help in the Arsenal Canteen, where she ran across Gladys Crombie.

Molly Sanctuary says: “When the end of my time at the Calcutta Diocesan College drew near, it seemed better for several reasons not to sign on for another Term of years there, so I wrote to ask whether they wanted any one of my qualifications here, and found that they would be glad of my help in a School ‘for the daughters of Indian gentlemen who are able and willing to pay towards the cost of their education.’ The girls are mostly Mahommedans and Hindus. Several of them are married: some are more or less strictly Purdah. I am already very fond of these children.”

Ena Merrell says: “I am, as you will see, farming, and have been since December 3rd of last year. I was companion to a lady at Hounslow, and saw in the paper that the National Political League were advertising for hay balers, so I went to see them and they said they did not want any more, but would I care to do farm work, so I agreed: and they sent me, with another girl of my own age, to Barton Seagrave, to work on Lord Hood’s farm. We were then the pioneers of Northants. While we were working there we used to visit of an evening another farmer, and after being in the neighbourhood for three months he offered us work with him, and to live in the house, so we accepted and here we are now. We seemed to be such a great success on Lord Hood’s farm that they set up a Hostel and had 20 girls there. Now I will give you an idea of the sort of things we do. Of course, each season has its different work. Milking, churning and making the butter; rearing calves, fattening bullocks and taking them to market ; feeding sheep and making pens, feeding poultry, feeding nag and grooming, feeding pigs and cleaning them out, cleaning calf hovels out, loading carts with straw and hay, cleaning mangolds, threshing, and turning hay in hay time (then we work till it gets dark), hoeing thistles out of the wheat, horse-hoeing cabbages and mangolds, spreading manure, gardening, cutting cabbages, loading them and throwing them to the cows. There are lots of other things which we have to do. In recreation time, we do just what we like, of course the summer-time is the best time to enjoy ourselves. We play tennis, ride and drive the nag, ride Hugh Everard’s motor-bike and use his gun. When I had time, I used to go and shoot a rabbit, and we used to have it in a cold pie for breakfast. At present there isn’t any time for that as the days are so short.”

Augusta Merrell has been working in a Munition Factory. She started by filling shells until her hands were perfectly yellow. Now she has gradually worked herself up to a forewoman, and is receiving nearly £4 a week.

Mollie Sanctuary is now at Queen Mary’s School, Delhi, and writes happy and cheery letters home.

Monica Sanctuary is a masseuse, and has just gone to a new camp in Ashton-in-Maberfield. She is very keen about her work, and has just passed an electrical examination, coming out with the top set.

Susan, Sanctuary is still in France, and the other day was in charge of an acute surgical ward.

Carline Sanctuary is working at the Headquarters of the Dorset Volunteers.

Edith Kinder is having lessons in motor driving, under Dorothy Trask, at the Grosvenor Garage, near Bournemouth, as she wants to be able to drive the car at Canford. Edith is in the middle of training in garden­ing and other Work on the land at Lady Winmborne’s School. Esther Taunton is also there.

Stella Wilkinson has left the Forage Department Office, where she had been working for 16 months. and is now acting as Clerk to Mr. Squarey in his Land and Estate Agency Office.

Nellie Kenyon has published a small rook of poems, “An Offering” the proceeds of which are to go to the Hostel for training Indian girls as missionaries and teachers. The cost of the book is 1s, and the publisher is B. H. Blackett, Broad Street, Oxford.

Winifrid Blackett is still working as cook in a convalescent home for Army Sisters in Guildford.

Edith Villar is still working on the land.

Miss Jones went back to South Africa in January. We were very, sorry to say goodbye to her. She wrote to say that the voyage was very long, but uneventful.

Miss Bagnall was down here for a fortnight or so, we were all very pleased to see her.

Miss Jefferys is staying at Melbury; we are glad to see her looking so much better.

Miss Edwards Sends her love to everyone who remembers her.

F.E. Ashford is now doing Red Cross work at Longford Castle.

Dolly Wilson, and Monica Wood have been through a course of training for agricultural work at Longford, and are now at a farm at Teffont Evias, Wilts.

Letty Kettlewell is going to be “housemaid” at Sturminister Marshall Red Cross Hospital, near Wimborne.

Phyllis Blandford has been working at Newton Red Cross Hospital as a permanent ward-maid, and is returning to the hospital the first week in July to take up nursing for good.

Cecil Lock is working at an Auxiliary Military Hospital near Shrews­bury.

Hilda and Lilian Barbrook are both working at the Remount Depart­ment at Elsingham. Hilda is now forewoman.

Helen Harrison is in the V.A.D. at Lady Howard de Walden’s Nursing Home for officers’ wives.

W. Poynton packs for the A.0. Department Didcot, in the crockery sheds.

Kathleen Durden is helping at a 100-bed Red Cross Hospital at Dorchester.

Flo Burnet cooks at Longford Castle Officers’ Hospital.

M. Holmes is orderly at Longford Castle Officers’ Hospital.

 T. Woodman Smith is nursing at Longford Castle Officers’ Hospital.

 S. Yorke is still on a farm in Dorset. She has just been to Reading for her butter-making exam, and is going to an Agricultural College in October.

Ella Burden is working as a V.A.D. in France, and is at present under an Australian sister in one of the surgical lines.

Norah Chapman is working at the Royal Herbert Military Hospital. Woolwich.

M. Wild and M. Weigall, have during their holidays been doing massage in Indian Hospitals for British troops. They have 70 cases to deal with, and find it almost impossible to get through the work, as there is no one else to help.

 R. Jarrett is working at Endell Street Military Hospital.

M. Jarrett, is at the Y.M.C.A. Shakespeare Hut.

 Ethel Newton (Sister), Army Nursing Reserve, mentioned Sir Douglas Haigh’s Despatch of January 25th.

N. Newham was first in the Archbishops’ Examination, and is going to London as the first woman to hold the Board of Education Certificate in Handicraft, Machine Construction, and Drawing. She will work at Shoreditch Polytechnic for a course of two years.

Extracts from a letter from Miss Jones – Christmas 1915


To-day it is 101 on the front stoep in the shade, so you must make one letter do.

We have had our Synod of Bishops here in Grahamstown. There is an annual meeting of all the S.A. Bishops, and as we had a new Bishop to be consecrated they all came here this year. The Consecration was last Sunday. It was a wonderful service, and all the arrangements were excellent. Of course in a Cathedral everyone can’t see everything. This choir is long and narrow, and the choir screen is high. The D.S.G. were given seats in the gallery, and I never saw a thing except the tips of one or two pastoral staffs and mitres in the procession. Fifteen Bishops were there, and I have seen them since in all their gorgeous copes and mitres and all with their Chaplains. Clergy were there too from all over Africa, but of course many could not come because only few clergy out here have curates. The music was quite good-the service most impressive. The Cathedral was crowded; everyone loves the new Bishop. He came out six years ago to be Warden of a Community of Sisters. Here is one instance of his ready sympathy. The night before his Consecration was our little D.S.G.’s annual festal evensong, and clergy from the town generally come, and he actually came, though the Archbishop and another Bishop were staying with him. On Monday he was enthroned, another beautiful service. I saw the procession of that; the Bishops do look fine, and are a peculiarly big set of men, especially Bishop Purse, who is 6ft. 4in. Bishop Gaul is a little wee man; he led the procession and went gaily marching out of the west door! A layman went after him and headed him off to the north aisle. Out he rushed to the north door! “Where is the aisle?” It was full of chairs, but they did proceed down it and everybody had a good look at them.

In the evening we had an At Home at the D.S.G. I marvel at my own temerity, but I thought it would do the school good, so I asked Bishops and clergy, parents and Council and wives, hosts and hostesses, and Old Girls. I simply loved it, and so did everybody. I went to the steps to welcome our new Bishop, and the girls lined up and cheered. Crowds came. I shook hands and they all talked, and there were not too many, and everybody knew everybody, and they were all greeting one another. The Archbishop asked to speak to me, and said’ he felt he could do something about getting us money to build, and would talk it over with the other Bishops.

There was a Special Service at St. Andrew’s on Sunday, and I went to hear Bishop Purse. He was wonderful on the War. All the boys, about, 160 or 170, sat as still as mice drinking it in. He spoke of the absolute worth of the war to uphold truth on the earth; that we were fighting for a right set of values, a right idea against a wrong idea; he told of the true happiness at the front, because every man there had made the supreme sacrifice and had given his all unreservedly, and that that was the only security of happinese. Then he told the boys to pray, and he said, “Don’t you know that prayer sends a reinforcement of strength into them there? If they are braver and more courageous and enduring it is our prayers that make them so.” He came to-day to our school prayers, and was just as wonderful as at S. Andrew’s. He left behind with us four counsels: (1 ) Economise, and give what money you can to the war. (2) Pray. (3) Work hard at all your school work. (4) Never grumble, and give, give, give yourself for other people always and never think of yourself. It has all been very inspiring.