When you go home, ask your grandfather about the battles of Bull Run and Antietam, Fredericksburg and the Wilderness.

She was there.

She stood the strain of nursing in sixteen such awful places, going from cot to cot among the thousands of wounded, comforting the dying, and dragging many a man back from the very grave by her untiring, unselfish devotion.
"When the war was over, she spent four years searching for the soldiers reported missing.

Hundreds and hundreds of pitiful letters came to her, giving name, regiment, and company of some son or husband or brother, who had marched away to the wars and never returned.

These names could not be found among the lists of the killed.