XLVI
Life at best is so exhaustive. Frank W. Gunsaulis, D. D.
Clara Barton was a soft-voiced little woman, yet she had a way of approaching her work in the most telling manner.
Buffalo Express.
The Stars make no noise. Irish Proverb.
The secret of my long life, “Hard work and low fare.”
Clara Barton.
A surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings.
Midsummer Night’s Dream.
They are sick that surfeit with too much,
As they that starve with nothing.
Merchant of Venice.
This was the afternoon of Monday. Since Saturday noon I had not thought of tasting food.
Clara Barton (At Battle of Chantilly).
You have the full record of my sleep—from Friday night till Monday morning—two hours.
Clara Barton (Among the wounded at Chantilly).
At Cedar Mountain, among the wounded, Clara Barton had five days and nights with only three hours’ sleep, and a narrow escape from capture. Percy H. Epler.
I never think of weariness. Clara Barton.
Clara had some source of strength that we knew nothing about.
“Sister Harriette” L. Reed.
Clara Barton’s endurance is unprecedented, and I have never known her equal. Surgeon-in-Chief A. Monae-Lesser.
Gentleness, sweetness, quiet unobtrusiveness were her armor; from dawn to midnight usually her working day; the frugal meal at Red Cross headquarters was frequently prepared solely by her hand. Charles A. Baker, Treasurer, Red Cross.
Clara Barton: My working hours are fourteen out of the twenty-four.
Port Royal Nurse: You mean eighteen out of the twenty-four, Miss Barton, don’t you?