Miss Nightingale knew that she was very, very weary; she realized that
she must have a long rest, but she little thought how long it must be.
She, and all her friends, thought that after a few months she would be
able to take up again the work she so loved, and become the active
leader in introducing the new methods of nursing into England. But the
months passed, and grew from few to many, and still her strength did not
return. The next year, indeed, when the dreadful Indian Mutiny broke
out, she wrote to her friend Lady Canning, wife of the Governor-General
of India, offering to come at twenty-four hours' notice "if there was
anything to do in her line of business"; but Lady Canning knew that she
was not equal to such a task.
Slowly, gradually, the truth came to Florence Nightingale: she was never
going to be strong or well again. Always delicate, the tremendous
labors of the Crimea had been too much for her. While the work went on,
the frail body answered the call of the powerful will, the undaunted
mind, the great heart; now that the task was finished, it sank down
broken and exhausted. Truly, she had given her life, as much as any
soldier who fought and died in the trenches or on the battlefield.
And what did she do when she finally came to realize this? Did she give
up, and say, "My work on earth is done?" Not she! There may have been
some dark hours, but the world has never heard of them. She never for an
instant thought of giving up her work; she simply changed the methods of
it. The poor tired body must stay in bed or on the sofa; very well! But
the mind was not tired at all; the will was not weakened; the heart had
not ceased to throb with love and compassion for the sick, the
sorrowful, the suffering; the question was to find the way in which they
could work with as little trouble as might be to their poor sick friend
the body.
The way was soon found. Whether at Lea Hurst or in London (for she now
spent a good deal of time in the great city, to be near the centre of
things), her sick room became one of the busiest places in all England.
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