Notes of hospital life from November, 1861, to August, 1863 — John Shaqi
Notes of hospital life from November, 1861, to August, 1863Anonymous
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Notes of hospital life from November, 1861, to August, 1863
Anonymous
United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Hospitals
“Yes, and thank Mrs. ---- for her kindness; she never forgets us, and her
nice fresh eggs are most acceptable to the sick men. And now, indeed we
must hurry, and put some of this mass of things in their places on the
shelves; for this table will be wanted, after dinner, for the donations
from the schools; it is the time when they pour in.”
“Does he eat with the others?” Supposed to refer to the rebel, and
answered accordingly.
“Yes, madam, at the common dining-table.”
“Does he talk much?”
“That I cannot inform you, as I have never exchanged a word with him.”
“Do they treat him kindly?”
“Precisely as the other men are treated.”
“And you think we can’t see him?”
“It is quite impossible, for the reasons I have mentioned.”
“Well, Jane, there’s no use waiting; come along; I heard there was one
at the ---- hospital; let’s go there and try.” Discomfited party depart
abruptly.
I am glad that you should see this for yourself; otherwise I think
you would hardly credit my statement, that this has not happened only
once or twice, but literally every day this week, with different
parties, and variations in the modes of trying to gain admittance. It
is indeed difficult to account for this morbid curiosity with regard
to the Southern prisoners. I have sometimes thought that it might be
an unconscious tribute to loyalty, and that the crime of rebellion was
looked upon as such a fearful one, that it must of necessity affect even
the external appearance of all engaged in it; be that as it may, I do
most sincerely believe that were Du Chaillu himself to hold an exhibition
here of one of his Gorillas, it would attract less attention than the
presence of this one poor misguided rebel. There! while I have been
moralizing upon rebels and the rebellion, don’t you think I have given
that shelf rather a neater appearance, and that the table is beginning to
look a little less loaded; but oh, dear! look at this box at the door;
what more is coming? Oh! I see what it is. I know well that box by the
flag painted on the top. Kind friends from the country send us that; we
have a duplicate key; empty and return it to have it filled and sent to
us next week. The contents are most acceptable, but as you see, it must
be attended to at once, and as exactly this work will go on till night,
I think you have had quite enough of it, and had better say goodbye to
us and our room. This day, just as you have seen it, is a counterpart of
every day, not only of this week, but of the last three months. It will
not, of course, continue; but, although we would be the last to check the
generosity of warm-hearted friends, it makes our duties here a little
arduous just at present.
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