Quintard Hospital

of Spalding County, Georgia

from the Daily Intelligencer - 1863

 
DAILY INTELLIGENCER, [ATLANTA, GA], October 11, 1863, p. 2, c. 3
 
A Tribute to the Ladies of Georgia.
 
Quintard Hospital,
Griffin, Oct. 9, 1863.

 

At the earnest solicitation of the patients, in this hospital, I request a place in your columns to give some public expression of our gratitude for the kind attention we have receive from some of the ladies of this city. When the first notes of preparation for war were sounded, we left all and joined the army as volunteers. We have passed through many scenes of trial and suffering, of danger and death from Springfield to Gettysburg. We have regarded it a patriotic duty to fight for the rights and liberties of the sunny South, and against the aggressions of our barbarous foes. Some sick and some wounded on the bloody field of Chickamauga, we are consigned to the hospital. In suffering and pain, and at the same time far from home and all its endearments - from those loved voices that were wont to greet us there, we are prepared to appreciate the kindness of woman. It is true that the physicians in attendance and the managers of the hospital are unusually attentive and prompt in the discharge of their duties. But the ladies of the place show an interest in the welfare of the soldier surpassing anything of the kind we have hitherto experienced in the Confederacy. They not only cheer us by their presence and encourage us by their words, thus reminding us of the loved ones at home, but they prepare for the more feeble among us those comforts in the way of food that the commissary cannot furnish. Even articles of clothing have been procured for those who needed them, and some able to read have been furnished with good books to while away the tedious hours of convalescence. -- In the name of the sick and wounded soldiers, who with tears have desired me to do so, I return their thanks to these ladies for their considerate kindness and attention. - As I write without their knowledge or desire, I trust they will pardon me for mentioning some of their names. We will always remember with gratitude these persons:

 

Mrs. Morrow, Miss Julia Morrow, Miss Lizzie Morrow, Mrs. Haire, Mrs. F. M. Ison, Mrs. M. M. Ison, Mrs. E. McLaurin, Hon. Mrs. Eason, Mrs. Worthy, Miss Jeanie Goodrum, Miss Clara Johnson, Miss Clara Fryer, Mrs. R. C. Jones, Mrs. Mollie Nelson, Mrs. J. C. King, Miss Lucy King, Miss Sue Daniel, & c.

 

Although we have suffered much we feel that we are engaged in a noble cause and are proud to fight in defence [sic] of such as have been so kind to us. We doubt not that they will be rewarded by the consciousness of having done good and heaven will smile upon their deeds. When the history of this war is written the heroic actions of the women of this Confederacy will be brought prominently to view. They have exemplified the sentiment of Burns, where he says:

 

"The brave poor soldier ne'er despise

Nor count him for a stranger

Remember he's his country's prize,

In day and hour of danger,

 

Bunk.

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DAILY INTELLIGENCER, [ATLANTA, GA], October 11, 1863, p. 2, c. 2

To the Women of Georgia.

Atlanta, Ga., Oct. 9, 1863.

 

You responded nobly to my first appeal to you for socks. But few anticipated the measure of our success. From *my heart* I thank you for what you have so cheerfully and so promptly done. You have enabled me to make many a war worn soldier bless the dear women at home, as he placed your love tokens on his weary feet.

 

Women of Georgia, and such others as contributed to my sock fund, in the name of over 10,000 soldiers, do I most cordially thank you. But you must enlarge the circle of your benefactions. God loves the cheerful giver and also the liberal soul. Let us devise and execute liberal things. It will take, besides what I have on hand, nearly 50,000 pair of socks to carry our Georgia *heroes* comfortably through the coming winter. Send in those already knit under my late call. Ship to me at this place as before directed. Organize *at once*, throughout Georgia, into Societies, and let your Secretaries, with the approval of your Presidents make requisitions on me for the number of bunches of yarn which each Society will undertake to work into socks. I hope to make arrangements for an ample supply of yarns for the purpose contemplated. Notify me of your nearest railroad point, and I will forward the yarn required. Continue to place the name upon each pair of socks knit and sent. I am keeping a *faithful* record of the names of my fair colleagues in this good work, with an account of the amount of work done by each one.  May I not hope to put upon every Georgian in the army needing them a good pair of socks before spring.  Methinks I hear a hundred thousand women, answering, Yes, send on your yarns; we will soon fill your the [sic] bill. - By the bloom which has lately been over us, let me exhort you to redoubled energies for those who are your *only preservers*, under God, from a far deeper gloom and an intolerable destiny.  By the groans of our wounded and the deaths of our noble sons on our battlefields all over the South, whose deeds of imperishable glory have illustrated names that mankind will not willingly let die, let me exhort you to strain every nerve to hold up the courage and strengthen the arms of those still surviving the shock of battle! By the brightness of the future, opened up by the glorious and God-given victory upon the banks of that stream of death, the now historic Chickamauga, let us thank God, take courage and press forward, till we conquer a peace. Let the loss of some dear father, husband, son, brother or *loved one,* nerve you to redoubled determination *never* to cease struggling till we are thoroughly and totally divorced form those whose hands are red with the best blood of the Confederate States. - Cheer our soldiers, discourage desertions, hurry off able bodied furloughed men to the front and stimulate them to prefer honorable deaths in the face of the enemy, to dishon - lives [sic] prolonged by shrinking from duty. -- Women of Georgia, you have done much in our great and bloody struggle. You can and  will do much more,  and your heroism will be admired wherever and as long as true patriotism shall find a lodgment in the human heart. Let the example of the three patriots of Switzerland, headed by the heroic William Tell, who took a solemn vow to cease not in their efforts until Switzerland was free from the horrid tyranny of the infamous Gasler; *fire* our hearts to choose annihilation rather than subjugation. The one will give us an honorable record, the other a sickly existence under the most abhorrent of despotisms. The one is the result of a noble self respect, the other the fruit of a degraded self-abasement.

 

Rather than yield when our men fail us, let us have multiplied examples of the Maid of Orleans, who when wounded by an arrow, drew out the arrow, exclaiming, "It is glory, not blood which flows from the wound."

 

But I need not write about yielding, with an humble reliance upon the God of battles, if we, men and women, will but do our duty before another year shall roll over us, the bloody sword will likely be sheathed, and the bright banner of peace will gloriously waive over our ransomed homes.

 

Ira R. Foster,

Q. M. Gen. of Georgia.

 

All papers in the State are requested to give the above one or two inertions and much oblige our Georgia soldiers.

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DAILY INTELLIGENCER, [ATLANTA, GA], October 13, 1863, p. 3, c. 1


Young Ladies Patriotic Society. - A number of the young ladies of Atlanta assembled at the City Hall last Saturday evening, and effected an organization with the above title, intended to relieve the sufferings of the sick and wounded soldiers passing through this city. Miss L. Rosa Wright was elected President; Miss Ida Goldberg, Vice-President; Miss Lizzie Judson, Secretary; Miss Bettie Morris, Treasurer.

The second meeting of the Society will be held on next Saturday evening, at 3 o'clock, at the City Hall, and it is hoped that every young lady in the city will unite with them in their praiseworthy object.


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DAILY INTELLIGENCER, [ATLANTA, GA], October 21, 1863, p. 3, c. 1-2.

Our Hospitals - A Suggestion.

Language can but imperfectly express the gratitude felt by our sick and wounded soldiers in hospital for the many and continued evidences of heartfelt sympathy and material aid afforded by our patriotic ladies to them in their sufferings and distress.  I may add that all connected, intimately, with the hospitals acknowledge with pleasure their untiring devotion to the cause and interests of our wounded soldiers.

But to many it is quite apparent that they are often discouraged and disappointed in their efforts; find their pains-taking avails little, compared with their desires, and often, perhaps, have the mortifying reflection that their efforts to benefit and relieve the suffering have been misdirected, and may possibly result detrimentally.

Having some experience in matters of this sort, and feeling anxious that every effort of our ladies in this direction shall avail for good, I trust they will receive the suggestion in the
spirit which prompts it, with, too, the confident opinion, that nowhere on this habitable globe are to be found ladies better suited to administer comfort to the wounded, cater to the capricious appetites of the sick, or smooth the pillow of anguish and distress, than the *native* born daughters of our own sunny South.

My suggestion is this:  From the societies, or at their homes, let the ladies determine the hospital or ward to which they will give attention; confer with the medical officer as to the proper patients for *special* diet or attention; take entire charge of such, no one else being allowed to interfere, and each day by conference with the sick, their wants are ascertained and supplied easily from the common stock, or home larder, following up the cases by daily visits, and not attempting to feed or nurse every one, but such a number merely as can be attended without fatigue or serious inconvenience.

In this way you at once become acquainted with the wants of your patients; mutual interest springs up, and an unlimited scope is presented for every philanthropic impulse free from the possibility of harm, while your efforts are recorded in the hearts of the relieved, to be developed more fully around the firesides of their distant homes, where the wife's silent tears speak blessings on your head, and the young ones lisp praises to their distant benefactress.

Surgeon.

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DAILY INTELLIGENCER, [ATLANTA, GA], November 4, 1863, p. 1, c. 2

Griffin, Ga., All Right!

If there is anything on earth I love, it is an industrious, grateful, benevolent, and patriotic people. Industry, gratitude, benevolence and patriotism, make a truly great and good people.

Knowing this to be true, I cannot forbear expressing my sentiments to the ladies of Griffin. Ever true and patriotic to our cause, they are acting nobly their part in the great struggle for Southern independence. When we come to make up the history of our country, then those bright deeds of the ladies of Griffin
will be registered on its pages, and will there stand as everlasting memorials of their gratitude and kindness.

These kind ladies visit the hospitals every day, and by their soft words and bewitching smiles, cheer the drooping min of the sick and wounded soldier. They also bring along with them niceties of every kind and description, such as are best adapted to the nature and cases of the sick and wounded. This is not a now and then occurrence, but every day they come to see the sick and wounded, and furnish such things and nourishments as they may need. To speak all in a few words, they have done much and are
still doing all in their power to render the sick and wounded comfortable, and to ensure, if possible, a speedy recovery. Many of the sick and wounded soldiers are far away from home and kindred, where they cannot even hear from them. O! how dear these kind and affectionate ladies must feel to them! True, there is no kind mother of affectionate sister to wipe the tears from their eyes; to soothe them in their sorrows, to comfort and console them in their pains and distresses; but yet these kind ladies are ever ready and willing to administer to their wants and necessities. Language fails me to express my sentiments to these kind and endearing ladies, and of their noble, patriotic and generous deeds. Suffice it to say they are all right, and have done, and are still doing all in their power for the comfort and improvement of the sick and wounded soldiers. Heaven will smile upon them for these generous deeds, and though, at times, their sorrows may be great and many, yet they will, in due season, reap the reward which they so nobly merit.

It gives me great pleasure to know that when I write home to my dear companions and friends, I can tell them of the noble, patriotic and kind deeds of the ladies of Griffin, Ga.

Ladies, believing that you will receive the reward which you so nobly and justly merit, I now return you, not only my thanks, but the thanks of all who have been inmates of any of the hospitals in the city, for your kindness and attention. I speak for all, and I know they will say amen to all I have said. You have acted the part of mothers and sisters to us, and we shall ever feel grateful for it. When we leave you and are far away on the tented field of battle, then will we cherish the fond recollection of you and your noble deeds. In the hour of battle the recollection of you and your kindness will nerve and buoy us up to acts of more noble daring. Your acts of kindness will never be forgotten by us. Flowers may bloom and fade away, but these acts of kindness, like the bright morning star, shall still continue to burnish forth till the last day. Soon you will all be lying in the silent slumbers of death, but these acts of kindness will remain on the pages of history, and succeeding generations will boast of you, and point their children to your great and illustrious deeds with much pleasure and joy.

May the blessings of heaven rest on you and all who, like you, are true to our cause!  May you live a long and prosperous life! Then, when you come to die, may you shout triumphantly over both sin and the devil - in heaven may you find a home at last!

Quintard Hospital, Bunk 122, Oct. 29, '63. 
 

 

 

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