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"On the afternoon of the 17th of September, 18--, at about 5 o'clock, the ambulance corps came to a good farmer's house and was given something to eat. With the women and girls, taking everything that could be of any use, we went out to do what we could to relieve the sufferings of the wounded and dying. We got very near the Dunkard or Menonite Church, but the shrieks and moans of the poor fellows who had been wounded were too much for us, so we were ordered to retreat. My companions were made deathly sick by the scenes around them, so I was left alone. I braced myself for the task and at sunrise I was on the spot. As many as could be put into the little church were carried there and attended to at once. The church was not very large--in fact only a common school house. The majority had to lie on the field until cars arrived to carry them to my camp. Before this the flag of truce--the white flag-- had come, and immediately after this the wounded of both sides were carried off the field and the dead buried." |
