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
To-morrow there is luncheon for me at Lady P.’s (a St. Louis woman whose
sister I know), then a motor ride to somewhere on the Thames to see a
hospital where the nursing is done by New Zealand women. In the evening
there is dinner for Miss D. and me with Mrs. F., the editor of the
_British Journal of Nursing_, and after that I hope to get out to
Elizabeth M.’s to spend the night, as I am afraid that will be my last
chance to see her, as we are due to leave Saturday the 9th. I spent a
most beautiful Sunday with her last Sunday, going to church with her in
the morning and just sitting and talking with her most of the afternoon.
She has two splendid boys, Jim just four and John about 18 months. Jim,
Sr., is doing three men’s work, it would seem, on the go from early
morning till 10 or 11 at night. E. seems very well. She is this year
most sensibly putting all her time into taking care of her men folks
large and small. I had a little call this afternoon on Lady H.-H., and
found her most lovely to look at and charming. We had such a nice talk
and wasted no time on preliminaries. I am going to a special service
with her in the morning at Westminster Abbey in St. Faith’s Chapel. My
nurses are all pawing the ground, they are so eager to get to work.
Lovingly,
Julia.
HANG
_Extract from letter from Lady H.-H. to Mrs.
L. in New York_:--
“Thank you for sending me a letter by your most interesting and
delightful niece. I wish I might have seen more of her and her wonderful
contingent of nurses. I went to the Waldorf Hotel to talk to them all at
8:30 on Friday night. I can’t tell you what I said, but they seemed
satisfied and I felt that it drew me nearer to you and your wonderful
nation, and I wish it were possible to come to you and help you bear the
heavy cross and suspense and anxiety. I know every step of the way and
what it means, the long, weary march on the road of sorrow. But now God
has let me see the glory and the triumph of it all, and I am no longer
afraid.”
France, Monday, June 11, 1917.
Dearest Daddy and Mother
and all of you:--
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