Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1867-06-21

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@ Hospital Incidents.
Many stirring and touching incidents
occurred in hospital experience during
the four years terrible struggle through
which or nation has passed. We ex.
tract the following from new book en-.
titled" Woman's Work in the Civil
War; by l.. p. Brockett, Nj. ID. and
Mrs. Mary G. Vaughan. II Is part oi
the experience related by Mrs. A. III
Hoge, who visited the hospitals at Cairo
Mound City, &C., as the agent of the
Chicago branch Of the u. s. Sanitary
Commission. She says:
The first great hospital I visited was
Mound City, twelve miles from Cairo
1T contained 1900 beds, furnished with
dainty sheets and pillows and shirts
from the Sanitary Commission, and
ornamented with boughs Of fresh APP.
ple-blossoms, placed there by tender
female nurses to refresh the languid
frames of their mangled inmates. Al
i took my slow and sol emn walk
through the congregation of suffering
humanity, was arrested by the bright
blue eyes, and pale but dimpled cheek
of a boy of nineteen summers. / per
ceivtd he was bandaged like a mummy
and could not move limb, but still he
smiled. The nurse who accompanied
me said; 'We call this boy our mira.
Gle. Five weeks ago, he was shot down
at Donelson both legs and arms. shat.
tered. To-day, with great care, he has
been turned for the first time, an6
never murmer has escaped his lips
but grateful words and pleasant looks
have cheered u.s. Said to the smiling
boy, some absent mother's pride. How
iong did you lie. on the field after being
shot?' From Saturday morning till
Sunday evening ye replied, 'and then
was chopped out, for / had frozen
fast How did 1t happen that you
were left so long p why, you see,
said he, they couldn't stop to bothei
with US, because thay had to take Tho
fort = But, said l. did you not fee
twas cruel TO leave you to suffer SC
long ?,a'of course not how could
they help it? They had to take the
fort, and when they did. we forgot oul
sufferings, and all over the battlefield
wentiup cheers from the wounded, even
from the dying. Men that had but
one arm, raised that, and voices 50 weak
tHut tuCy bouHucI iihc CtfiluICh y ucip'
ed to swell the sound Did you suffer
much p His brow contracted, as he
said, Il don't like to think of that but
never mind, the doctor tells me won't
lose an arm or q leg and I'm going back
There'sonething Tcan't forget though,
said he, as his sunny brow grew dark
'Jem and l nodding at the boy in the
cot lived on our father'd
nighboring farms In Illinois we stood
beside each other and fell together. Al
he knows, we saw fearful sights that
day. We sawpoor wounded boys strip.
ped of their clothing. They. cut ours
of, when every movement was torture.
When some resisted, they were pinned
like worms, to die by inches.
- - 1.-Two days afterwards
/ visited jefferson Barracks Hospital.- =
In passing through the wards / noticed
q woman seated beside the cot Of q
youth, apparently dying. He was in
to all around she seemed no
less so. Her eyes were bent on the
ground, her arms folded, her features
rigid as marble. I stood beside her,
but she did not, notice me. / laid my
hand upon her shoulder, but she Needed
me not. Il said /" Is this young man q
relative Of yours? p With sudden start
that electrified me, her dry eyes almost
starting from the sockets, and hervoice
husky with agony, she said, pointing
her attenuated finger at the senseless
boy, He is the last of seven sons--six
have died In the army, and the doctor
says he must die fto-night.-The flash
of life passed from her face as suddenly
as 1t came, her arms folded eover her
breast. she fank in her chair, and be.
came Is before, the rigid imperso1ation
Of agony. As passed through anoth-
sr hospital ward, noticed man
whose detected figure said plainly, shs
had turned his face to the wall to die.
His limb had been amputated, and he
had Just been told his doom. Human
nature, rebelIed. He cried out, Il am
viking to die, i'll could but see my
wife and children once more, In the
silence that followed this burst of agony,
the low voice, Of u noble woman, who
gave herstime and abundant means to
the siok and wounded soldiers, was
heard I'm prayer for him. The divine
nfiuenceovercame his struggling heart
and as she c0ascluaed, he said Thy will
O God, be done4 Ills aprivilege, even
thnss 70 die fer ones Gov ntry. Before
the midnight hour he was arrest. The
vacant bed told the story next morn
ing.n
The Boston Commonwealth has the
/: "Wendell Phillips Is the
son of the first Mayor ofBoston, born
in afiiuence and possessed Of Ia scholarly
education. His commanding talents
and eminent social position would have
enabled him to grasp almost any posi-.
ton Of political power or profit. Rufus
Choate once said that he never met
him at the bar, In the forum, or In the
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