Major: “That does not change my opinion; if I had my way I would send you home.”
Miss Barton: “Fortunately for me, if for no one else, Major, you have not your way.” Major: “I know it, but again that does not change my opinion. I would send you home....”
Miss Barton: “Good morning, Major.”
“I am with the wounded,” flashed along the wire
From the Isle of Cuba swept with sword and fire.
Angel sweet of mercy, may your Cross of Red
Cheer the wounded living; bless the wounded dead.
XXVIII
Clara Barton—humanity is richer for her having lived.
Grand Rapids (Mich.) Press.