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
The number of lives lost will never be accurately known; but in all
probability it reached in the entire valley nearly five thousand. It
is said that property to the amount of twelve millions of dollars was
absolutely lost.
It was at the moment of supreme affliction when we arrived at
Johnstown. The waters had subsided, and those of the inhabitants who
had escaped the fate of their fellows were gazing over the scene of
destruction and trying to arouse themselves from the lethargy that had
taken hold of them when they were stunned by the realization of all
the woe that had been visited upon them. How nobly they responded to
the call of duty! How much of the heroic there is in our people when
it is needed! No idle murmurings of fate, but, true to the godlike
instincts of manhood and fraternal love, they quickly banded together
to do the best that the wisest among them could suggest.
For five weary months it was our portion to live amid these scenes
of destruction, desolation, poverty, want, and woe; sometimes in
tents, sometimes without; in rain and mud, and a lack of the commonest
comforts, until we could build houses to shelter ourselves and those
around us. Without a safe, and with a dry-goods box for a desk, we
conducted financial affairs in money and material to the extent of
nearly half a million dollars.
When our five months’ work was completed, we had only to turn over to
the hands of the leaders of the town, our warehouse with its entire
remaining stock, amounting to some thousands of dollars; the care
of the infirmary; one of our trained clerks, with all papers and
accounts of our relief work from the day of its inception; one of
our experienced working men to handle transportation--to fit up for
them large, warm rooms for winter use; give them our blessing; accept
theirs in fullest measure; say good-bye to them and to our faithful
helpers, with heavy hearts and choking voices, and return to our home,
bearing the record of a few months of faithful endeavor among a people
as patient and brave as people are made, as noble and grateful as
falls to the lot of human nature to be. Enterprising, industrious,
and hopeful, the new Johnstown, phœnix-like, rose from its ruins more
beautiful than the old, with a ceaseless throb of grateful memory for
every kind act rendered, and every thought of sympathy given her in
her great hour of desolation and woe. God bless her, and God bless all
who helped save her!
We had employed during our sojourn in Johnstown a working force of
fifty men and women, whom we had housed, fed, and paid, with the
exception of the volunteers who worked for the good they could do and
would accept nothing. The means which we so largely handled came from
everywhere; accounts were rendered for everything, and no word of
business complication ever came to us. There never has in all our work.
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