Hospital pencillings : being a diary while in Jefferson General Hospital, Jeffersonville, Ind., and others at Nashville, Tennessee, as matron and visitor.

  • Powers, Elvira J.
Date:
1866
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Licence: Public Domain Mark

Credit: Hospital pencillings : being a diary while in Jefferson General Hospital, Jeffersonville, Ind., and others at Nashville, Tennessee, as matron and visitor. Source: Wellcome Collection.

Provider: This material is part of the Elmer Belt Florence Nightingale collection. The original may be consulted at University of California Libraries.

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    being informed that we have fully determined to minister to such only as looked as if they were ministers, doctors, lawyers or editors, the gentleman seemed satisfied that we were fully fitted for the service. Still he felt called upon to caution us against excessive attention even to such, by relating that one of the class was asked by a lady visitor if she might comb his hair. Yes—you—may,'' meekly responded the sufferer, '' but it will be the thirteenth time to day. Evening. Just at sunset we passed North Bend, and had a glimpse of the tomb of President Harrison. The remains of Mrs. Harrison have within the last thirty days been laid by the side of the old hero. The place was pointed out by Dr. S., of Louisville, who is a second cousin to Mrs. Harrison. He in- formed us that the brother of his grandfather received a grant of all the land lying between the Big and Little Miami, and extending back sixteen miles from their mouths. 4500 acres of this was willed to the grandfather of the Doctor and about the same to the mother of Mrs. H. Dr. S. also informed us that he was the only one in Louis- ville who voted for Lincoln. That the polls were twice declared closed, and the clerk with oaths refused to record his vote, when the son of one of our Generals—I regret having forgotten the name—peremptorily ordered it done ; when an A. and L. and a long black stroke was dashed ujion the record. The baser sort had all day threatened hanging him ui)on the back porch, but at the close of the day most of them were safely intoxicated. The Doctor has the sad trial of losing a son, Avho had by the offer of military emolument been drawn into the Confed- erate service. He was wounded or taken sick and carried to