What Could I Do But Go With

I Have Never Worked For Fame Or Praise, And Shall Not Feel Their Loss As I Otherwise Would. I Have Never For A Moment Lost Sight Of The Humble Life I Was Born To, Its Small Environments, And The Consequently Little Right I Had To Expect Much Of Myself, And Shall Have The Less To Censure, Or Upbraid Myself With For The Failures I Must See Myself Make.

I Went To The Senate, Accomplished Nothing As Usual.

I Wonder If A Soldier Ever Does Mend A Bullet Hole In His Coat?

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.

My Business Is Staunching Blood, And Feeding Fainting Men.