Finding Themselves: The Letters of an American Amy Chief Nurse in the British Hospital in FranceStimson, Julia C. (Julia Catherine)
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Finding Themselves: The Letters of an American Amy Chief Nurse in the British Hospital in France
Stimson, Julia C. (Julia Catherine)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Hospitals; World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives
He told of a hospital ship crossing the Channel just behind his ship on
one trip within 500 yards of his ship and of its striking a mine. There
were no wounded on board at the time, but 12 nurses and officers and
crew. One of the destroyers which was convoying his ship went to the
rescue and got alongside the sinking hospital ship and a little French
trawler also got alongside. Nine of the 12 nurses and the men all jumped
and landed on the destroyer, but no sooner were they on that boat than
it also struck a mine and was blown to atoms, and everybody on it and on
the trawler was blown to bits. The three nurses who were in the water
were picked up by Major F--’s boat. He is here in Liverpool fitting up
another hospital ship and will probably be ordered East again to bring
back more wounded.
He asked if Miss Dunlop and I would like to see his ship. Would we? We
got our coats in a jiffy and flew off with him in a taxi to one of the
docks quite a way off. His boat is a big ship that was a passenger ship
between here and South America. He has taken out the cabins and made big
wards and has accommodations for 800 sick or wounded men. I never saw
anything so cleverly done as the way he is making over that ship. He has
a splendid operating room, an X-Ray complete equipment, a steam laundry,
and absolutely everything that a modern big city hospital has. It will
be ready to sail, he said, in ten days, although to us there seemed to
be an enormous amount yet to do. They no longer have women nurses on
the hospital ships.
We came back from the dock by an “overhead” tram and got here about
eight o’clock, although it was as light as four o’clock. Miss Dunlop and
I then went to dinner together. Ruth Cobb and Rachel Watkins (our nice
dietitian) spent the afternoon in Chester and had a wonderful time, they
said. People are so wonderfully nice. The kids on the street salute us,
and people come up and ask if we aren’t American nurses and if they
can’t do something for us, and take nurses to tea and put them on the
proper trams and show them all sorts of courtesies.
I had just come in to start to write, about nine o’clock, when Major
Murphy[4] was announced, and I went down to see him. He had called to
see if there was anything he could do for us and to find out if we were
all right. They are so considerate and good to us. I told him of our
wonderful experience this afternoon, and just then Colonel J. and Major
F. hove in sight and as I wanted Dr. Murphy to hear some of Major F--’s
tales I introduced him, and soon left them, to come up here and write.
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