St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-10-07
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poys says. 'You just take lot of ether
md you don't know anything more I'M
til its all over" So you wait calmly
until some morning your breakfast
consists only of bowl of coffee. You
hear tables pushed about and see ply
SicianS walking to and fro. Soon you
are taken into the operating
room. The sight of the table
md bandageS sends 4 procession of cold
Shivers along your spine. After the
sponge holding the chlorOfOrm is pressed
to your face. you struggle a little to re-
SiSt the influence. but soon glide into
insenSibility only to wake to a beauti-
full scene. You wander among the
fields where your childhood was spent.
You see the little brook and the tall
grasses dotted with flowers. The birds
are singing, the sun shines so brightly.
Suddenly it is all darkened and you
hear voices about you. Again you
dream and again partially awake to a
sensation of discomfort. All is blank
again until you awake to find yourself
back in the ward. The ordeal is over
and you have to admit thatit wasn't so
bad after all.
VISITING DAY
is always hailed with Joy. Many pa
tientS have friends to come regularly,
bringing news of the outside world,
maybe a pleasant book, bouquet of
flowers. Even those who have no per-
Sonal friends are not forgotten: char
liable ladies come, bringing many little
comforts which are appreciated. Visit
ing day passes only too quickly, leaving
the patients again to their own desires.
The cOnvaleScentS invent many pleasant
amusements. There is always one who
can tell stories, another who sings
Sweetly, and perhaps some one who has
travelled and has a fund of experience
to relate.
In Minneapolis the city hospital is the
place of all others where every phase of
life may be seen. People come from all
parts of the city and many from the
working classes are accustomed to take
cheerfully whatever life brings. They
don't waste any time in useless lamen-
tatiOns. The st. BarnabaS has always
m any inmates. Its wards are well
lighted and neatly furnished. Several
private patients have pretty rooms and
speak gratefully of the matrOn'S kindly
attention. A large corps of physicians
and nurses are always kept busy.
THE ST. MARY'S HOSPITAL,
under the charge of sisters from St.
Joseph's hospital in st. Paul, has a
charm of its own derived from its pic
turesque location. The building was
originally intended for private resi-
dence, the grounds are dotted with
fountains and beds of bright flowers.
There is a fascination about the sisters
dresswhich makes people trustimplicitly
to her skill and good nursing. You find
the mother superior woman with a
good idea of practical life, yet very
kind and sympathetic. The aesthetic
patient is delighted with the halls,
finished in heavy polished wood, re-
lieved by carpets and draperies in
warm tintS.
In the fever ward all windows over
look the river, as it winds along beneath
the Overhanging bank. The sisters
hospital is certainly the place you would
choose, if you have any appreciation of
the beauties of nature. The hospital
for women and children would require
a separate article to do it justice, and
cannot be mentioned here. When you
are ready to leave the hospital you find
yourself sorry to part from friends and
acquaintance who have given you a
glimpse of a common bit of life. You
are leaving behind some who will spend
the rest of their days within those walls.
Others who will go out to face llfe'S
stern realities with sad heart. But
you take your place nactive life once
more, and soon your hospital expert
ence is but pleasant memory.