The Life of Clara Barton, Founder of the American Red Cross (Vol. 2 of 2)Barton, William E. (William Eleazar)
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The Life of Clara Barton, Founder of the American Red Cross (Vol. 2 of 2)
Barton, William E. (William Eleazar)
American National Red Cross -- Biography; Barton, Clara, 1821-1912; Nurses -- United States -- Biography
lines; and all for the want of the proper knowledge and organization
at home. It will be the same thing again unless some method is taken
to centralize, organize, and prevent.
I have only a word more to add, and I feel called to make the
suggestion I make by the fact that I am perhaps almost the only
American who you can feel has been a co-worker with you, whose manner
of work you _know_ something of, and whom you can class as a personal
friend and thus address familiarly. And my suggestion is, that if you
feel that I can serve your cause, and humanity through it, in the
manner I have described, you will let me know your desires _at once_.
If you will write me immediately upon receipt of this, asking in your
own name or that of the International Society, that I do all in my
power to aid you in the work, and to use my power with my people and
my Government, so that it can be seen here that such a want is felt,
such a work needed, and that the call is from the highest and original
source of international relief in war, investing it with the highest
importance, I will have your letter placed before our President and
Government and ask their sanction and approval, if not the pecuniary
aid; for that I never ask. And if it is inclined to be so gracious, it
may perhaps appoint a Head to the work, thus, by its notice, investing
it with an importance, and throwing about it a protection, which
it could in no other wise secure. This would forever establish the
knowledge and the work of the Red Cross for which its noble founders
have striven so bravely and faithfully in every mile of American soil.
The soldier would learn to trust it, the father would honor and bless
it, the mother would bind it over her torn and aching heart as she
kissed her soldier boy good-bye, and the little children even in the
wilds would come to know and love its beautiful face.
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