Identifier: reminiscencesof00ervi (find matches)
Title: Reminiscences of the life of a nurse in field, hospital and camp during the Civil War
Year: 1904 (1900s)
Authors: Erving, Annie Priscilla Zerbe
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Publisher: Newburgh, N.Y. : Daily News
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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pe that it may be aprofit and pleasure to many and, particularly, that theyoung who read it may have a stronger love of country anda larger appreciation of those who suffered, fought and died to preserve it. WILLIAM K. HALL. The child who was born the year the Civil War closedhas long since grown to manhood, and the experiences ofthose dreadful years are fast fading into forgetfulness.Those who have come upon the stage of life since, haveno adequate conception of the nature and cost of the con-flict. Mrs. Ervings narrative of personal experiences asan Army Nurse in camp and field and hospital will domuch to enlighten those who read it as to their obligationsto the citizen soldiers of the republic. It will prompt themto love their country more, to value its dearly purchasedinstitutions more, to prize its manifold blessings more, andto do all that in them lies to advance its true greatnessand glory. GEO. W. HUNTINGTON.Rector Church of the Corner Stone. Newburgh, N. Y., Sept. 16th, 1904.
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MISS CIUA ZERBE,MEDICAL DEPARTMENT, U. S. VOLUNTEERS, 1862-1864. PREFACE. This little book of womans work andwhat she can do if she makes up her mind todo it, should be placed in the hands of everyschool child. It will teach them loyalty tothemselves and their country, and they willgrow up to respect the heroes of our wars.To-day, the heads of the soldiers of Northand South are carrying the same color, thegray, while the nimble footsteps are grow-ing weary and soon taps will be sounded forthem all. May it be well with them whenthe time comes. My ancestors were the early settlers ofPennsylvania, Dutch on one side, Hugue-not on the other. I was born in one of thefinest valleys of the United States, the Cum-berland, but I lived and was educated in thecity of Harrisburg. How many people ofto-day can recall the Omen of War just be-fore it broke out. I was coming home, witha party, from Camp Meeting, and such anawe-stricken party as it was. I confesshere, for once in my life I was afraid. Wreminiscencesof00ervi

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