only of the welfare of the men, but of the
safety of the train. There is a conductor and brakeman, and for them,
too, there is no rest. Each finds enough to do as nurse or assistant. In
the morning, after a breakfast of delicious coffee or tea, dried beef,
dried peaches, soft bread, cheese, etc., the wounds have to be dressed a
second time, and again in the afternoon, a third.

"In the intervals the surgeon finds time to examine individual cases,
and prescribe especially for them, and perhaps to take a little rest. To
fulfil the duties of surgeon in charge of such a train, or endure the
terrible strain on brain and nerves and muscles, requires great skill,
an iron will, and a mind undaunted by the shadow of any responsibility
or danger. All this and more has Dr. J. P. Barnum, who has charge of the
train formerly running between Louisville and Nashville, but now
transferred to the road between Nashville and Chattanooga. With a touch
gentle as a woman, yet with manly strength and firmness, and untiring
watchfulness and thoughtful care, he seems wholly devoted to the work of
benefiting our sick and wounded soldiers. All on board the train gave
him the warmest thanks. As I walked through the car, I heard the men
say, 'we hav'n't lived so well since we joined the army. We are better
treated than we ever were before. This is the nicest place we were ever
in,' etc. Should the Doctor chance to see this, he will be shocked, for
modesty, I notice, goes hand in hand with true nobility and generosity;
but I risk his wrath for the selfish pleasure that one has in doing
justice to a good man.

"After breakfast, in the morning, when the wounds were all dressed, I
had the pleasure of carrying into one car a pitcher of delicious
blackberry wine that came from the Soldiers' Aid Society of Northern
Ohio, and with the advice of Dr. Yates, the assistant surgeon, giving it
to the men. The car into which I went had only one tier of berths,
supported like the others on rubber bands. Several times during the day
I had an opportunity of giving some little assistance in taking care of
wounded men, and it was very pleasant. My journey lasted a night and a
day, and I think I can never again pass another twenty-four hours so
fraught with sweet and sad memories as are connected with my second and
last experience on a hospital train."

NEW ENGLAND WOMEN'S AUXILIARY ASSOCIATION.

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