Identifier: mystoryofwarwoma1889live (find matches)
Title: My story of the war: a woman's narrative of four years personal experience as nurse in the Union army, and in relief work at home, in hospitals, camps, and at the front, during the war of the rebellion
Year: 1889 (1880s)
Authors: Livermore, Mary Ashton Rice, 1820-1905
Subjects: United States Sanitary Commission Flags
Publisher: Hartford, A. D. Worthington and company
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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there was apossibility of beating back the rebels. With upliftedsword, and words of cheer on his lips, George Throop,now a lieutenant of the battery, was struck in the pitof the stomach by the fragment of a shell. With thesingle exclamation, My God, I am killed! he fellback from his horse, was caught by his companions,and taken to the rear. But, heroically, he bade themreturn to the fight and leave him to die, since theycould do him no good. A surgeon pronounced hiswound mortal, and he was placed in an ambulance tobe taken from the field. Before it could get under headway, a retreat wassounded, and then a horrible rout ensued, of whichGeneral Franklin has said that Bull Eun was not acircumstance in comparison. He was on both battle-fields. Our boys tried to save their guns, but, findingthat impossible, they endeavored to spike them. Ser-geant Dyer, whom I have before mentioned as a rarenurse in sickness, was shot through the lungs, andmortally wounded, while in the act of spiking his
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