CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
|---|---|---|
| I | Babyhood Impressions | [21] |
| II | School—Childish Memories—Military | [24] |
| III | On Her Favorite Black Horse | [28] |
| IV | Phrenology—Read Her Characteristics—Basis of Friendship | [30] |
| V | “Spontaneous Combustion” Laid to Clara Barton | [34] |
| VI | Christmas—a Christmas Carol | [36] |
| VII | “Button”—“Billy”—Clara Barton Ownership | [38] |
| VIII | Pauper Schools; from Six to Six Hundred | [43] |
| IX | Child Love—Joe and Charlie—Appreciation | [45] |
| X | Temperance—Clara Barton and the Hired Man—Stranger than Fiction | [48] |
| XI | Looking for a Job—Equal Suffrage | [51] |
| XII | Credulous Ox—Innocent Child—Clara Barton, a Vegetarian | [55] |
| XIII | Fell Dead on the Ground beside Her | [57] |
| XIV | Wickedness of War—Settles no Disputes | [59] |
| XV | Her Wardrobe in a Handkerchief—The Battle Scene | [63] |
| XVI | The Bravery of Women—Clara Barton’s Bravest Act | [66] |
| XVII | Yes, and Got Euchred | [69] |
| XVIII | To Dream of Home and Mother | [71] |
| XIX | Tribute of Love and Devotion | [74] |
| XX | Cheering Words—Always Ready—Wears a Smile | [76] |
| XXI | Horrible Deed—Leads American Navy—Angel of Mercy | [80] |
| XXII | Confederates and Federals alike Treated | [86] |
| XXIII | The Enemy, Starving—Tact—The White Ox | [89] |
| XXIV | Bullethole—Amputated Limbs Like Cordwood—God Gives Strength | [91] |
| XXV | Fearless of Bullets and Kicking Mules | [95] |
| XXVI | His Comfort, not Hers; His Life, not Hers | [97] |
| XXVII | Does not Need any Advice | [99] |
| XXVIII | Had but a Few Moments to Live | [102] |
| XXIX | Enlisted Men First—The Colonel’s Life Saved | [104] |
| XXX | You’re Right, Madam—Good Day | [107] |
| XXXI | Bleeding to Death—His Headless Body—Women in the War | [109] |
| XXXII | Timid Child—Timid Woman | [112] |
| XXXIII | Ez Ef We Wuz White Folks | [115] |
| XXXIV | In Her Dreams—Again in Battle | [117] |
| XXXV | Four Famous Women | [120] |
| XXXVI | Simplicity of Childhood—Pet Wasps—Pet Cats—Loved Life—Domestic | [122] |
| XXXVII | Clara Barton in the Literary Field | [128] |
| XXXVIII | The Art of Dressing—Clara Barton’s Individuality | [133] |
| XXXIX | The Jewelled Hand and the Hard Hand Meet | [138] |
| XL | Clara Barton and the Emperor | [140] |
| XLI | America—Scarlet and Gold—Europe | [143] |
| XLII | Three Cheers—Wild Scenes in Boston—Tiger!! No, Sweetheart | [147] |
| XLIII | The Last Reception—Her Autograph—The Boys in Gray | [150] |
| XLIV | Open House—Cost of Fame, Self-Sacrifice—Best in Woman | [152] |
| XLV | Kneeled Before Her and Kissed Her Hand | [158] |
| XLVI | I Never Get Tired—Eating the Least of My Troubles | [160] |
| XLVII | Royalty Under a Quaker Bonnet | [163] |
| XLVIII | Still Stamping on Me—Personally Unharmed | [165] |
| XLIX | At the Memorial—“The Flags of all Nations”—A Good Time | [167] |
| L | Clara Barton Kept a Diary | [171] |
| LI | Nursing a Fine Art—Over the Washtub | [176] |
| LII | Immortal Words—A Million Thanks | [178] |
| LIII | The Pansy Pin—For Thoughts | [180] |
| LIV | Clara Barton Pays Respects to Florence Nightingale | [182] |
| LV | The Passing of Years—Right Habits of Life | [184] |
| LVI | She Won His Heart | [186] |
| LVII | You Buy It for Him | [188] |
| LVIII | Or God Wouldn’t Have Made Them | [190] |
| LIX | Clara Barton—Mary Baker Eddy | [192] |
| LX | Like Tolstoi She Lived the Simple Life | [194] |
| LXI | Clara Barton—Florence Nightingale | [196] |
| LXII | The General Has Money—I Am His Reconcentrado | [201] |
| LXIII | Abraham Lincoln’s Son | [204] |
| LXIV | The Butcher Didn’t Get It | [207] |
| LXV | The Kind of Girls that Needed Help | [209] |
| LXVI | A Romance of Two Continents | [211] |
| LXVII | The Little Monument—For all Eternity | [215] |
| LXVIII | Story of Baba—Dream of a White Horse—Life’s Woes | [218] |
| LXIX | People, Like Jack Rabbits—No “Show-Woman” | [223] |
| LXX | Clara Barton’s Heart Secret—$10,000 in “Gold Dust” | [227] |
| LXXI | Fell on Their Knees before “Mis’ Red Cross” | [231] |
| LXXII | Clara Barton’s Tribute to Cuba | [233] |
| LXXIII | At the Birthplace of Napoleon—The Corsican Bandit | [235] |
| LXXIV | When Cares Grow Heavy and Pleasures Light | [238] |
| LXXV | A Red Cross Red Letter Day | [240] |
| LXXVI | Patriotic Women of America Self-Sacrificing | [242] |
| LXXVII | Opposition—The American Red Cross “Complete Victory” | [246] |
| LXXVIII | Greetings—National First Aid Association of America | [255] |
| LXXIX | Humanitarianism, Unparalleled in All History | [264] |
| LXXX | Clara Barton’s Prayer Answered | [268] |
| LXXXI | Not the Value of a Postage Stamp | [272] |
| LXXXII | Honorary Presidency for Life—Proposed Annuity | [275] |
| LXXXIII | Clara Barton’s Resignation | [279] |
| LXXXIV | No Red Cross Controversy | [285] |
| LXXXV | International Red Cross—American Red Cross—American Amendment | [287] |
| LXXXVI | Blackmail Alleged—“Congressional Investigation”—Truth of History | [294] |
| LXXXVII | Of Graves, of Worms, of Epitaphs | [332] |
| LXXXVIII | Turkey—Statesmanship of Philanthropy—Armenia | [340] |
| LXXXIX | Treason—Lincoln Assassinated—Grant Protects Clara Barton | [349] |
| XC | President McKinley Sends Clara Barton to Cuba | [352] |
| XCI | In Details—Clara Barton, a Business Manager—World’s Record | [355] |
| XCII | Superintendent of Woman’s Prison | [363] |
| XCIII | Greatness—An Immortal American Destiny—Immortality | [365] |
| XCIV | What Was Her Religion? | [369] |
| XCV | One Day with Clara Barton | [373] |
| XCVI | The Personal Correspondence—Clara Barton’s Proposed Self-Expatriation | [377] |
| XCVII | Closing Incidents—The Biography—Other Correspondence | [392] |
| XCVIII | A Record History at the Funeral | [398] |
| XCIX | Clara Barton’s Last Ride | [401] |
| C | Chronology of the Leading Achievements in the Life of Clara Barton | [403] |
| CI | The Press and the Individual | [411] |
| CII | The Clara Barton Centenary—Memorial Address, 1921 | [415] |
| CIII | Clara Barton—Memorial Day Address, 1917 | [422] |
I want the last picture of the friends I love to show them in their strength, and at their best, not after time and age shall have robbed them of all characteristic features which represented them in actual life.—Clara Barton, from her diary of December 13, 1910.