Adventures of an army nurse in two wars / edited from the diary and correspondence of Mary Phinney, Baroness von Olnhausen, by James Phinney Munroe.
- Mary Phinney von Olnhausen
- Date:
- 1903
Licence: In copyright
Credit: Adventures of an army nurse in two wars / edited from the diary and correspondence of Mary Phinney, Baroness von Olnhausen, by James Phinney Munroe. Source: Wellcome Collection.
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