AL DRESS
LVIII. SPECIAL WORK
LIX. HEROIC AND ANTI-HEROIC TREATMENT
LX. COST OF ORDER
LXI. LEARN TO CONTROL PYAEMIA
LXII. FIRST CASE OF GROWING A NEW BONE
LXIII. A HEROIC MOTHER
LXIV. TWO KINDS OF APPRECIATION
LXV. LIFE AND DEATH
LXVI. MEET MISS DIX AND GO TO FREDERICKSBURG
LXVII. THE OLD THEATER
LXVIII. AM PLACED IN AUTHORITY
LXIX. VISITORS
LXX. WOUNDED OFFICERS
LXXI. "NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SLEEP"
LXXII. MORE VICTIMS AND A CHANGE OF BASE
LXXIII. PRAYERS ENOUGH AND TO SPARE
LXXIV. GET OUT OF THE OLD THEATER
LXXV. TAKE BOAT AND SEE A SOCIAL PARTY
LXXVI. TAKE FINAL LEAVE OF FREDERICKSBURG
LXXVII. TRY TO GET UP A SOCIETY AND GET SICK
LXXVIII. AN EFFICIENT NURSE
LXXIX. TWO FREDERICKSBURG PATIENTS
LXXX. AM ENLIGHTENED
CONCLUSION
HALF A CENTURY.
CHAPTER I.
I FIND LIFE.
Those soft pink circles which fell upon my face and hands, caught in my
hair, danced around my feet, and frolicked over the billowy waves of
bright, green grass--did I know they were apple blossoms? Did I know it
was an apple tree through which I looked up to the blue sky, over which
white clouds scudded away toward the great hills? Had I slept and been
awakened by the wind to find myself in the world?
It is probable that I had for some time been familiar with that tree,
and all my surroundings, for I had been breathing two and a half years,
and had made some progress in the art of reading and sewing, saying
catechism and prayers. I knew the gray kitten which walked away; knew
that the girl who brought it back and reproved me for not holding it was
Adaline, my nurse; knew that the young lady who stood near was cousin
Sarah Alexander, and that the girl to whom she gave directions about
putting bread into a brick oven was Big Jane; that I was Little Jane,
and that the white house across the common was Squire Horner's.
There was no surprise in anything save the loveliness of blossom and
tree; of the grass beneath and the sky above; and this first indelible
imprint on my memory seems to have found this inner something I call me,
as capable of reasoning as it has ever been.
While I sat and wondered, father came, took me in his loving arms and
carried me to mother's room, where she lay in a tent-bed, with blue
foliage and blue birds outlined on the white ground of the curtains,
like the apple-boughs on the blue and w
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