Offering A Hand Up Is

A Ball Had Passed Between My Body And The Right Arm Which Supported Him, Cutting Through The Sleeve And Passing Through His Chest From Shoulder To Shoulder. There Was No More To Be Done For Him And I Left Him To His Rest. I Have Never Mended That Hole In My Sleeve.

Although Its Growth May Seem To Have Been Slow, It Is To Be Remembered That It Is Not A Shrub, Or Plant, To Shoot Up In The Summerand Wither In The Frosts. The Red Cross Is A Part Of Us--it Has Come To Stay--and Like The Sturdy Oak, Its Spreading Branches Shall Yet Encompass And Shelter The Relief Of The Nation.

Economy, Prudence, And A Simple Life Are The Sure Masters Of Need, And Will Often Accomplish That Which, Their Opposites, With A Fortune At Hand, Will Fail To Do.

Long Ago I Added To The True Old Adage Of "what Is Everybody's Business Is Nobody's Business," Another Clause Which, I Think, Morethan Any Other Principle Has Served To Influence My Actions In Life. That Is, What Is Nobody's Business Is My Business.

Oh Northern Mothers Wives And Sisters, All Unconscious Of The Hour, Would To Heaven That I Could Bear For You The Concentrated Woe Which Is So Soon To Follow, Would That Christ Would Teach My Soul A Prayer That Would Plead To The Father For Grace Sufficient For You, God Pity And Strengthen You Every One.