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
As I stood by those strong
walls and looked down on the wide fields below, I began to
imagine how grandly an army would approach, and how noble
a defence the castle would make, till I longed to revive
the ancient conflicts, and almost frightened my companions
by my martial demonstrations and visions of grim warriors
peeping through the iron-barred windows. But the illusion
could not last long; the country is covered with smoke and
coal-pits, the wallflower is smiling on the ruins of the
old castle, and instead of subterranean dungeons and dark
passages the hill is excavated for limestone; and these
artificial caverns of enormous extent, with a canal winding
through them and echoing to the voices of the workmen, form
one of the most curious features of the place, and show how
the same energy and power are still at work, though in a
very different direction. We drove home through the little
town of Dudley, which presented a most curious spectacle,
for it was market day, and the workmen from all the country
round, having received their wages, were come in with their
wives and children to make their weekly purchases. The
streets were crammed with people, and our carriage made
its way through a living mass that hardly opened to let it
through. I examined the people, as I have constantly done
since I entered the country, with great curiosity. I could
not see one handsome face in the whole multitude—indeed,
the English appear to me a very common-looking people—but
neither was I struck by the misery I expected to see. In
Liverpool I had peered into all the back alleys and odd
corners I could find; I have done the same in Dudley. There
is great cleanliness observed everywhere, that compares most
favourably with American cities, and the inhabitants of those
districts, though miserable, of course, according to a true
standard of human life, were neither more numerous nor more
wretched than I have been accustomed to see in America. I
have very rarely seen a beggar, and in no instance one that
has particularly excited my compassion. This district is
one of the most thickly peopled in England, and certainly
presents an average view of the mining districts, and the
poor labourers seem far more comfortable and intelligent
than I had supposed. The manufacturing districts, I have
no doubt, would present a different spectacle. I have had
no opportunity of judging them. I have just learned to my
great satisfaction that Mr. Charles Plevins, an old friend
of my cousin, is going to London for a few days, and will
escort me there and remain during my stay. I can hardly
tell you what a relief this is, for the idea of going to
that great city an entire stranger, and wandering about it
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