Pioneer Work in Opening the Medical Profession to WomenBlackwell, Elizabeth
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Pioneer Work in Opening the Medical Profession to Women
Blackwell, Elizabeth
Blackwell, Elizabeth, 1821-1910; Women physicians -- United States -- Biography
When the hot weather arrived I superintended the summer school, which
for the health of the pupils was removed to Aiken, South Carolina,
amongst the pine barrens; a spot renowned for its healthiness, and
which has since become a famous health resort.
Aiken: July 1846.
Many happy returns, dear M., of your birthday. I send
you the old greeting; old, and full of meaning; for life
is a blessing, though our low, unworthy view may make us
sometimes doubt it. Even if life were full of suffering, and
annihilation its end, I should still hail it as a noble gift.
But with a firm faith in infinite goodness and immortality,
the most wearisome life becomes a source of triumphant
thanksgiving. So I wish you again many happy returns of
glorious life! And now I must thank you right heartily
for a letter that was a real home gift; or, as the ‘Dial’
saith, ‘a letter that was no letter, but a leaf out of the
book of Nature.’ How do your commentatical studies go on?
I am afraid it will be an unsatisfactory sort of business
to search for the sun with a parcel of rushlights; if it do
not glow forth with unmistakable brilliancy I fear there’s
very little true solar light to be found. Last Sunday, not
caring to pay the Episcopal church a second visit, I told
Mrs. Du Pré I would go to a church in the woods, so she
need not send the carriage back for me. I had seen a dark
wooden building with little steeple, half hidden amongst
the trees, that took my fancy. So I dressed and strolled
through the sandy wood paths at the rate of a mile an hour,
as I hate overheating myself. I reached my church at length,
when, lo! it proved to be a deserted schoolhouse, containing
two large cool rooms, built of weather-beaten pine, with
projecting roof and pleasant elevated porch. Here I took
my seat, whilst the village bells were ringing merrily.
The schoolhouse was situated in the midst of pretty woods,
encircled by a path of white sand which winds through the
woods to the village. The sky was brilliantly blue; the
rich odour of the pines and the hum of insects had a very
soothing effect, and I spent my time so pleasantly that I
think I shall be tempted to pay my church in the woods many
visits this summer. By-the-by, I find that the schoolhouse,
cool and pleasant as it is, has been for some time deserted,
because the three denominations of Aiken cannot agree on
the choice of a teacher. I have found the summer here very
pleasant hitherto. Indeed, I invite you all to come South
and get cool; I think I have never suffered so little from
heat anywhere.
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