Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1866-05-23
CHAPTER III.
THE NURSES.

THE NURSES. #
On the balcony of the Fifth Avenue
Hotel sat a bevy Of ladies. exquisite Cos
samers in laces and crinolines, queens of
fashionable aristocracy, unapproachable
bundles Of silks and smiles, They are
waiting to witness the return of three
years regiment from the war The streets
beneath them are covered with surging
mass of humanity. Even the trectops
in Madison Park are filled with human
life The sun is shining brightly, ban
ners are waving, children with little flags !
are perched on mems shoulders to see the
procession, and every face is turned ex-
pectantly toward Unicn Square, from
which direction bursts of martial music
announce the head of the heroic line.
Meanwhile let us return to the bodies
on the balcony. .a. ..H 5s a
J What are they talking about %
Oh, the soldiers. One of them is des-
cribing her hospital experience for this
grand lady has been hospital nurse.
She does not tell how many poor neglected
sufferers she relieved how many pangs
her tender cares softened how many
leaden eyes looked up to her with dying
gratitude There is no staginess about
her, She quietly tells your sex-your
, sex which overfows with human pity and
love-your sex which is painting for a
mission-your seq which stands between
man and the angels. Then she tells you
how this picture is not all coleur de rose
: How you must first seek for your post
f beg for it-go after it--entreat it. How
: you must make your own place, for there
/ is nobody to tell you what to do, and how
D you must do it. no matter what it is,
J, right or wrong, with expedition and cour-
d age.
But here she stops The veterans are
W marching by. You all rush to the balco
l. ny, and flourish your lace handkerchief
& with might and main. The men lool
bronzed and ragged the crowd presses il
y upon them. The policemen flourish thei
is clubs, everybody cheers, banners wave. of
d fcers swelling with pride sail by with in
D. fated bosoms, and soldier deserts hi
r comrades and forces his way through th,
Y, crowd to the entrance Of the hotel. Thi
IN soldier is no longer boy he is a gruf
u, parsonage, with u long dusty beard and
~ blacksmith arm. .., s4 .a
es There is great crowd on the stair-cas
ir and he cannot get up, but rope hang
o over the wall and the soldier, slingin
of his rife on his back, goes up that rop
like a cat. He gains the landing plac
90 and pushes his way towards the balcony
of The ladies all turned round to look a
n him.
be Here says he, in great rough voic
ak to one of them, offering her the boquet b
he carried in his rifle. "this is all have bu
It. my gratitude and Gods blessing. ! wa
re boy when | went away. am now
man. Perhaps you don't know me BIT
a this reception would not have given n
in the least pleasure if had not seen go
lis before" ...r .a ...r..g ... .. u.
id IL do not remember you,' said Il
in hospital nurse, blushing and stammerin
is, IL didn't suppose you would. But yc
up remember this. don't you?" and he slaI
tb ped very ugly looking scar on his for
his head. ....l ..#.. E..-... ..,...T -..
his "Oh." said she, with look Of pleas,
lid recognition, "you are the young shar
,rn shooter that had the Stars and Stripes ia
rks tooed on his arm" 4c.a 90 81
".Yes," said the veteran, rolling up h
NOR sleeves and exhibiting the device in que'
70 ion, much to the alarm of some of t
ce over sensitive on the balcony, 81 am Pa
rhs Newman. and I'm MARRIED TO THE FLA
off have only come home to thank you, a
urt 1 an VI ase'h " 'ne rrH
,ot. "ADd only as a private ?"
-, "Yes there are too many already W
-. want to command. shall be more usei
no. as a private slav v. s5.I
q mot if the court knows itself, and
ha thinks it do !" exclaimed rough vo
70, behind them. .' 800 ''' '4l'..
' ,ovs All turned. A great battered piece
o.o humanity, with busbel of hair on
G,;.s' G face, stood behind them. and tried to fo
foJ I its way gently through the cucumber
! u maze Of crinolines in the way, T
,,oS shaggy creature wore q blue Uniform. .
was was pair of gold epaulettcs glistened on
''-s massive shoulders N 4od l5 gl9iauf
hs Why to be sure So it was, 40 !
IL Our friend the Captain. tr.-., IA.
,ant | "No, Newman" said he, as the yo,
TIE TIE recognized him and grasped his ha'
iod - you shall not 20 hack as private. Il Go
ain with me, my boy and take command
and nd my gunboat, You can have your sh
b;s Of the profits" .,l;..- ,.... .,.3,. b.