sequently at Smoketown General Hospital, and after six
or eight weeks of labor there, was attacked with typhoid fever. Her
illness was protracted, but she finally recovered and resumed her work,
going with Mrs. Harris to the West, and during most of the year 1864,
was in charge of the Low Diet Department of the large hospital on
Lookout Mountain. Few ladies equalled her in skill in the preparation of
suitable food and delicacies for those who needed special diet. Miss
Tyson was a faithful, indefatigable worker, and not only gave her
services to the hospitals, but expended largely of her own means for the
soldiers. She was always, however, disposed to shrink from any mention
of her work, and we are compelled to content ourselves with this brief
mention of her great usefulness.
Mrs. Beck was also a faithful and laborious aide to Mrs. Harris, at
Falmouth, and afterwards at the West. She was, we believe, a native of
Philadelphia, though residing in Baltimore. Her earnestness and patience
in many very trying circumstances, elicited the admiration of all who
knew her. She was an excellent singer, and when she sang in the
hospitals some of the popular hymns, the words and melody would often
awaken an interest in the heart of the soldier for a better life.
MRS. C. T. FENN.
Berkshire County, Massachusetts, has long been noted as the birth-place
of many men and women distinguished in the higher ranks of the best
phases of American life, literature, law, science, art, philosophy, as
well as religion, philanthropy, and the industrial and commercial
progress of our country have all been brilliantly illustrated and
powerfully aided by those who drew their first breath, and had their
earliest home among the green hills and lovely valleys of Berkshire.
Bryant gained the inspiration of his poems--sweet, tender, refined,
elevating--from its charming scenery; and from amidst the same scenes
Miss Sedgwick gathered up the quiet romance of country life, often as
deep as silent, and wove it into those delightful tales which were the
joy of our youthful hearts.
The men of Berkshire are brave and strong, its women fair and noble. Its
mountains are the green altars upon which they kindled the fires of
their patriotism. And these fires brightened a continent, and made glad
the heart of a nation.
Berkshire had gained the _prestige_ of its patriotism in two wars, and
at the sound of the signal gun of the rebellion its sons--"brave
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