XLVI
Life at best is so exhaustive.Frank W. Gunsaulis, D. D.
Clara Barton was a soft-voiced little woman, yet she had a way of approaching her work in the most telling manner.
Buffalo Express.
Buffalo Express.
Buffalo Express.
Buffalo Express.
The Stars make no noise.Irish Proverb.
The secret of my long life, “Hard work and low fare.”
Clara Barton.
Clara Barton.
Clara Barton.
Clara Barton.
A surfeit of the sweetest thingsThe deepest loathing to the stomach brings.Midsummer Night’s Dream.
A surfeit of the sweetest thingsThe deepest loathing to the stomach brings.Midsummer Night’s Dream.
A surfeit of the sweetest thingsThe deepest loathing to the stomach brings.Midsummer Night’s Dream.
A surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings.
Midsummer Night’s Dream.
They are sick that surfeit with too much,As they that starve with nothing.Merchant of Venice.
They are sick that surfeit with too much,As they that starve with nothing.Merchant of Venice.
They are sick that surfeit with too much,As they that starve with nothing.Merchant of Venice.
They are sick that surfeit with too much,
As they that starve with nothing.
Merchant of Venice.
This was the afternoon of Monday. Since Saturday noon I had not thought of tasting food.
Clara Barton(At Battle of Chantilly).
Clara Barton(At Battle of Chantilly).
Clara Barton(At Battle of Chantilly).
Clara Barton(At Battle of Chantilly).
You have the full record of my sleep—from Friday night till Monday morning—two hours.
Clara Barton(Among the wounded at Chantilly).
Clara Barton(Among the wounded at Chantilly).
Clara Barton(Among the wounded at Chantilly).
Clara Barton(Among the wounded at Chantilly).
At Cedar Mountain, among the wounded, Clara Barton had five days and nights with only three hours’ sleep, and a narrow escape from capture.Percy H. Epler.
I never think of weariness.Clara Barton.
Clara had some source of strength that we knew nothing about.
“Sister Harriette” L. Reed.
“Sister Harriette” L. Reed.
“Sister Harriette” L. Reed.
“Sister Harriette” L. Reed.
Clara Barton’s endurance is unprecedented, and I have never known her equal.Surgeon-in-Chief A. Monae-Lesser.
Gentleness, sweetness, quiet unobtrusiveness were her armor; from dawn to midnight usually her working day; the frugal meal at Red Cross headquarters was frequently prepared solely by her hand.Charles A. Baker, Treasurer, Red Cross.
Clara Barton: My working hours are fourteen out of the twenty-four.
Port Royal Nurse: You mean eighteen out of the twenty-four, Miss Barton, don’t you?
“Miss Barton, these workers say they arestarving,” said “Sister Harriette”; “it’s four o’clock, and they have had nothing to eat since early morning.”
“Why, bless their dear hearts; I had forgotten all about them. Take them to the restaurant across the street, and get them something to eat.”
“But, Miss Barton, you need a rest and something to eat as much as we do.” “Oh, no, I never get tired, you know, and eating is the least of my troubles.” Miss Barton kept at her work in the warehouse, unpacking and repacking, preparatory to leaving.
In the dusk of the evening, her assistants returned and Miss Barton was still there, alone, and at work. Turning to the workers Sister Harriette said: “Did you ever see such a tireless worker? Miss Barton must have some source of strength we know nothing about.”
The relief workers had cared for, provisioned and resettled in their homes 30,000 negro refugees, victims ofthe cyclone and hurricane disaster on the Carolina Islands. The party arrived at Beaufort late that night; the “workers,” worn out; Clara Barton, as vigorous as when the relief-work-campaign opened ten months before.