Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1916-11-08
EXTRACTS FROM THE AUTO
BIOGRAPHY OF
ZANE GREY SWISSFIELM
First Newspaper Woman Of
Minnesota.
A Remarkable Woman Of Ante
bellum Days-1815-1e65
CHI "A PIT E f LII.

About nine o'clock returned to
the man l had come to help, and found
that he still slept. l hoped he might
rouse and have some further message
for his wife, before death had finish.
ed his work, and so remained with
him, although l was much needed in
the Every bad ward.'
l had sat by him but few mo-
ments when l noticed green shade
on his face. It darkened, and his
breathing grew labored-then ceased.
think it was not more than twenty
minutes from the time I observed the
green tinge until he was gone. I
called the nurse, who brought the
large man I had seen at the door of
the bad ward, and now l knew he was
a surgeon, knew also, by the sudden
shadow on his face when he saw the
corpse, that he was alarmed; and
when he had given minute directions
for the removal of the bed and its
contents, the washing of the floor and
sprinkling with chloride Of lime,
went close to his side, and said in a
low voice:
Doctor, is not this hospital gan
grene?"
He looked down at me, seemed to
take my measure, and answered.:
II am very sorry to say, madam
that it is"
"Then you want lemons!"
1--WE would be glad to have them!
"Glad to have them?" I repeated
in profound establishment, "why yot
must have them!"
He seemed surprised at my earn
estness, and set about explaining:
1--WE sent to the Sanitary Commits
zion last week, and got half box"
SANITARY Commission, and half &
box of lemons? How many wounded
have you?"
"Seven hundred and fifty wounded
men! Hospital gangrene, and half 8
box of lemons!"
"Well, that was all we could get;
Government provides none; but oul
Chaplain is from Boston-his wife
has written to fcields there and ex
poets a box next week."
ITO Boston for box OF lemOns!'
l went to the head nurse whom
had scolded in the morning, who now
gave me writing materials, and
wrote a short note to the New York
Tribune:
Hospital gangrene has broken out
in Washington, and we want lemons
lemons! lemons! LEMONS! No man
or woman in health, has right to a
glass of lemonade until these men
have all they need; send us lemons!'
I signed my name and mailed it i'm
mediately, and it appeared next morn
ing. That day Schuyler Colfax sent
box to my lodgings, and five dollars
in a note, bidding me send to him II
more were wanting; but that day lem
ons began to pour into Washington
and soon, I think, into every hospital
in the land. Gov. Andrews sent two
hundred boxes to the Surgeon Gen
eral. I received so many, that at one
time there were twenty ladies, sew
eral of them with ambulances, distrib
uting those which came to my ad
dress, and if there was any more hos
pital gangrene that season l neither
saw nor heard of it.
The officers in Campbell knew OF
the letter, and were glad of the sup
plies it brought, but some time passed
before they identified the writer as
the little sister in the bad ward, who
had won the reputation of being the
best WOund-dresser in Washington
CHI PIT Err L1V.
Get Permission to Work.
Rules required me to leave Camp
bell at five o'clock, but the sun was
going down, and lay on cot, in the
bad ward, feeling that going home, OF
anywhere else, was impossible, when
that large doctor came, felt my pulse
laid his hand on my brow, and said:
"You must not work so hard or we
will lose you! l have been hunting
for you to ask il you would like to
remain with u.s."
Like to remain with you? Well
you will have to send file of sold.
Tiers with fixed bayonets to drive me
away
he laughed quite heartily. and said: