My Home in the Field of Mercy

My Home in the Field of Mercy

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My Home in the Field of Mercy

My Home in the Field of Mercy

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TRIUMPHANTLY we hoisted the Red Cross flag. George had found it and dug it out from beneath numerous layers of filth in the cowstable, Yvonne had washed it (without soap-- we had none) and all of us had taken turns coaxing it to dry so that it would float proudly when finally pulled to the top of the mast which with great difficulty had been made fast to one of the pinions of the château.

It was no easy task this re-instating a hospital at a moment's notice. To bring order out of the chaos that had been wrought by the Hun, especially as we had neither utensils, washing soda nor matches, was not only fatiguing but at times disheartening. And it was, therefore, with no undue pride that we crowned our successful efforts by raising the banner of Mercy.

Despair, that had seized us all on our return from a rather nerve racking, adventurous fort-

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