My Story of the War: A Woman's Narrative of Four Years Personal Experience as Nurse in the Union Army : and in Relief Work at Home, in Hospitals, Camps, and at the Front, During the War of the Rebellion : with Anecdotes, Pathetic Incidents, and Thrilling Reminiscences Portraying the Lights and Shadows of Hospital Life and the Sanitary Services of the War

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A.D. Worthington, 1890 - Dummies (Bookselling) - 700 pages
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Page 578 - I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.
Page 183 - No terms, except unconditional and immediate surrender, can be accepted. I propose to move immediately on your works.
Page 578 - DEAR MADAM: I have been shown in ''the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the republic they died to save.
Page 555 - Repeal the Missouri Compromise, repeal all compromises, repeal the Declaration of Independence, repeal all past history, you still cannot repeal human nature. It still will be the abundance of man's heart that slavery extension is wrong, and out of the abundance of his heart his mouth will continue to speak.
Page 682 - The Union forever, hurrah, boys, hurrah! Down with the traitor, and up with the star!" The chorus was repeated, the whole line joining in it, until the refrain swelled into one vast exultant roar, which flung defiance to the enemy, who sent showers of bullets in the direction of the music, but the missiles whizzed harmlessly by. Our men were immensely inspired by the music, and it was very evident that the Johnny Rebs were equally irritated by it. I have been having a talk with rebel pickets in front....
Page 466 - I beg to present you, as a Christmas gift^ the city of Savannah, with one hundred and fifty heavy guns and plenty of ammunition, and also about twenty-five thousand bales of cotton.
Page 570 - I'll tell you what — if any of you come bothering me any more about his being set at liberty, that will decide his fate. I will have him hanged, as he deserves to be. You ought to bless your stars that he got off with a whole neck; and if you don't want to see him hanged as high as Haman, don't you come to me again about him. " The petitioners, as may be imagined, " stood not upon the order of their going, but went at once," and after their departure the President narrated the facts which I have...
Page 197 - I'm about to die: Sing songs of holy ecstasy, To waft my soul on high. There'll be no sorrow there, There'll be no sorrow there, In heaven above, where all is love, There'll be no sorrow there.
Page 551 - A house divided against itself cannot stand." I believe this government cannot endure permanently half slave and half free. I do not expect the Union to be dissolved; I do not expect the house to fall; but I do expect that it will cease to be divided. It will become all one thing, or all the other.

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