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Like a patriotic soldier Clara Barton responded in the youth of her womanhood to the call of service to others.
York (Pa.) Gazette.
Clara Barton is one of the greatest heroic figures of her time.
Buffalo Press.
Clara Barton—our greatest national heroine. Literary Digest.
We reckon heroism today, not so much on account of the thing done as the motive behind the act. Chauncey M. Depew.
Yes, it is over. The calls are answered, the marches have ended, the nation saved. Clara Barton.
The best blood of America has flowed like water.
Clara Barton.
The soldier is lost in the citizen. Clara Barton.
The proudest of America’s sons have struggled for the honors of a soldier’s name. Clara Barton.
Their glory, bright as it shone in war, is out-lustered by the nobleness of their lives in peace. Clara Barton.
I shall never take to myself more honesty of purpose, faithfulness of zeal, nor patriotism, than I award to another. Clara Barton.
What can be added to the glory of a nation whose citizens are its soldiers? Whose warriors, armed and mighty,—spring from its bosom in the hour of need, and peacefully retire when the need is over. Clara Barton.
I have taught myself to look upon the government as the band which the people bind around a bundle of sticks to hold it firm, where every patriot must grapple the knot tighter.
Clara Barton.
If our government be too weak to act vigorously and energetically, strengthen it till it can act; then comes the peace we all wait for, as kings and prophets waited—and without which like them we seek and never find. Clara Barton.
Henry Wilson worked on a farm at six dollars per month. Then he tied up his scanty wardrobe in a pocket handkerchief, and walked to Natick, Massachusetts, more than one hundred miles, to become a cobbler. The trip cost him but $1.88.
Henry Makepeace Thayer.
I am the son of a hireling manual laborer who, with the frosts of seventy winters on his head, lives by daily labor. I too lived by daily labor. Henry Wilson.
Henry Wilson, born in New Hampshire, February 16, 1812; elected to U. S. Senate, 1855; elected Vice-President, 1872; died November 22, 1875. The Author.
We should yield nothing to our principles of right.
Henry Wilson.
The sorrows of drunkenness glare on us from the cradle to the grave. Henry Wilson.
I would not have upon my soul the consciousness that I had by precept or example lured any young man to drunkenness for all the honors of the universe. Henry Wilson.
Clara Barton’s never-failing friend, Senator Henry Wilson.
Percy H. Epler.