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Show 178 It was a new life. When I went back to Salt Lake City, I was going to save money and go to the University, enroll full time in the College of Fine Arts and study sculpture. I went wherever the nurses' registry sent me, and when Mrs. Empey, the registrar, asked me if I would be interested in a floor nurse job in the Bingham Hospital I hesitated. "You don't have to take if you don't want to, " she said, but I had just learned that Eldon was there working in the mines, for money to pay the taxes on the farm, as the depression was still keeping things tight. He was staying at the home of Orange and Clara Baker, people from Joseph. It would be fun to be there, too, so I took the job. I had enough romance for the time being; I had a goal, and the last time I had been home Eldon asked to take me to the dance. "I would be taking the prettiest girl in town, " he said. No words ever said by a suitor pleased me more. It worked out as planned. My board and room went along with my job, so my salary was clear. I put most of it in the bank and dated my brother. Bingham Canyon was a fascinating place, a world all its own, complete with world characters, all nationalities, a pot pouri of Finns, Greeks, Italians, Chinese, Mexicans-plus. Dr. Straup's Bingham Hospital was staffed by Dr. Paul Richards and a succession of house doctors, presently Dr. Clark Young. A middle-aged graduate nurse had charge of the nursing service of this twenty-five bed hospital, most of the patients being victims of mine accidents, of course, but not all. It accomodated the patients from the U. S. and Apex mines; those from |