Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1913-07-25
WRITES ABOUT SANITARIuM.

WRITES ABOUT SANITARIUM.
Former Member of the Battle Mountain SAM.
tarium Enthusiastic About Place.
The last issue of the ElDorado, Kan
sas, Weekly Republican contains nice
writeup Of the Battle Mountain SAM.
tarium by r. O. Young former mem.
Der of that institution. The piece is
such a good one that we have copied It
in full.
"Robt. c. Young Of Ell Dorado writes
from Hot Springs, South Dakota, that
his general health is improved. and he
will undergo an operation shortly. He
hopes to leave Hot Springs shortly for
Ell Dorado, Mr.. Young writes to the
Republican as follows:
The pure air of the Black Hills, with
the fact that the government owns
these springs and a reservation of over
three thousand acres, induced it to
place the National Sanitarium here.
Its hills and canyons and rugged
scenery offer some new scenes oontin.
ually Softened and toned to harmo
nize by the velvet grasses of a belated
spring. Wild flowers are just coming
in by the acre in every shade. Like
some giant builder of continents, tiring
of shaping Of worlds, has turned to
making fairy playhouses for us child.
rem, but irresistably weaving into the
work the grandeur of an infinite hand,
and then, as it we're, suddenly remem.
bering, has poured into these mounds
minarets and battlements, a conglome.
rate mass, terror to the amateur geo.
logist and revelation TO the traveller.
Modern methods have been adopted in
every detail in the construction.
At an elevation of over 5000 feet, in
the pure air of these pine forests, pre-.
sentiog every condition to make An
ideal health resort and re-enforoed by
these mineral waters. it is all but per.
fect
Some idea Of the magnitude of these
buildings may be had when four city
blocks could be placed, making about
585 feet in diameter, or about five acres.
Cement and marble within every.
where for floors and fitting with walls
OF the buildings many colored native
stone. No stairs, but cement inolines.
enabling the attendants to wheel the
invalids anywhere in the building.
"Uncle Sam" is the good. natured
boss of as cosmopolitan body of men
as you can think of. The colore d
brother is here, but presents no social
problem for solution. And Mike is
here. In fact. Mike is in the vanguard
OF every move to push forward b 9
wave of conquest since Robert Emmett
vainly pleaded before the English lords
for human rights, and across every
bloody battle field to that fatal Decem-
Der day. when Francis Meagher led his
undsunted division up the smoking
slopes of Fredericksburg to do and die
In front of Colonel Welton's guns, has
Mike ever missed chance to stand up
for his adopted country. Here in this
home for medical treatment are $50
veterans in all forms of suffering, most
OF them waiting the surgeons knife.
A medical staff is presided over b y
Governor Mattison, distinguished
surgeon and, more than that, u splen.
did man, keenly alive to the responsi
bilities of his trust.
Most of the officials here are Of the
regular army, and that means they
have learned the lesson of courtesy az
rule.
But of this place, from top to bottom
In officers and attendants, kindness ia
the rule. Verify, this is moving city.
coming in and going continually, and
the new conner has to be initiated
The most of the veterans of the civil
war among the inmates have lost their
wives. Discipline is the order here
Get up at 6, end not before. Make up
your own bed, and here is a story that
will get the average man: This is the
only work required, and it is not
always wearing success.
Breakfast at Z. All sit down. but
you can't turn your plate till tn
young lady, foreman of the weiters
rings bell. Inspection at 9:3O-pull
your arm chair just to line inside the
foot of your bed, no more, no less. and
everything spick and span,
Get your pass II you want to leave
the grounds, and one is good for all
time between 8 a. m and 8 p. m. II
you are on course of treatment
your medicine is brought to you at 8.
TO the lady nurses of this place as
always to the softening touch of her.
whose heart and hand go ont to dis.
tress We make our bow, truly what is
life without her.
Socially, in the ward, in our discus.