The Lady Nurse of Ward E
Baker & Taylor Company, 1909 - Hospitals - 312 pages
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A wonderful account of a nurse stationed in Washington DC during the American Civil War. She gives you a glimpse into her personal life, her likes and dislikes and the hardships she, the hospital, fellow nurses, and soldiers/patients experienced during the war. Charming at times and heartfelt at others, this gives you a feeling of what every day life was like during this turbulent period.
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The Lady Nurse of Ward "E" 1863-1864 (Annotated, New Intro)
Amanda Akin Stearns
Limited preview - 1994
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Page 61 - O ! we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over ; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover. 2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, Our distant home discerning, Our absent Lord has left us word, — Let every lamp be burning : For O ! etc.
Page 60 - MY days are gliding swiftly by ; And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, — Those hours of toil and danger. For, oh ! we stand on Jordan's strand ; Our friends are passing over ; And, just before, the shining shore We may almost discover.
Page 60 - We're homeward bound. 2 Wildly the storm sweeps us on as it roars : We're homeward bound. Look ! yonder lie the bright heavenly shores : We're homeward bound. Steady, O pilot ! stand firm at the wheel ; Steady ! we soon shall outweather the gale...
Page 59 - Tossed on the waves of a rough, restless tide, We're homeward bound. Far from the safe, quiet harbor we've rode, Seeking our Father's celestial abode, Promise of which on us each he bestowed : We're homeward bound.
Page 60 - My days are gliding swiftly by, And I, a pilgrim stranger, Would not detain them as they fly, Those hours of toil and danger. For oh, we stand on Jordan's strand, Our friends are passing over ; And just before, the Shining Shore, We may almost discover...
Page 58 - ... the mosquito curtains of the adjoining cots obstructed the sight. I slept round and loop'd them all up, so that he had a clear show, and then sat down again by him, and look'd and listened. The principal singer was a young lady nurse of one of the Wards, accompanying on a melodeon, and -H join'd by the lady nurses of other Wards.
Page 62 - American young men, (experienced soldiers with all their r~ youth.) The vital play and significance moves one more than books. Then there hangs something majestic about a man who has borne his part in battles, especially if he is very quiet regarding it when you desire him to unbosom. I am continually lost at the absence of blowing and blowers among these...
Page 241 - On the lap of the year, in the beauty of May. For the Queen of the Spring, as she passed down the vale, Left her robe on the trees, and her breath on the gale...
Page 263 - I am aware), slink up to the door of my ward and stand there, dreading to go in, feeling as if I were a baby and that I would give a fortune to be well out of it. I know I have utterly mistaken my calling, as I cannot get used to seeing the entire anatomy of the human frame every time I turn around, and am altogether demented. (Now don't you see I am, by that sentence?) My only consolation is that the other ladies all feel so, too.
Page 262 - I cannot write a connected letter ; I lost my senses two weeks ago and haven't known my own name for a week. I cannot begin to tell you of what we are going through. Miss Hill and Miss Akin say the number of wounded after Chancellorsville was nothing; was mere play to what this is. Oh! they are piled in on us till  one's heart sinks, and I, who am good in emergencies, energetic (and
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