A V.A.D. in France.

  • Dent, Olive
Date:
1917
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Credit: A V.A.D. in France. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    tortured thoughts cried to cope with the gravity, the enormity, the surprise of the situation. The dim, almost nebulous fear of years had actually materialised. England was at war! Fire, slaughter, dripping bayonet, shrieking shell,—how wrere they going to affect us ? What was to be done ? One looked at one's dear ones at home with a passion of over-mastering love. One caught one's self looking at strangers in the street, on the bus, and in the railway train, —at that worn little mother with the tired, trouble- haunted eyes, the laughing girl-child with the soft, rounded limbs, the crooning baby with his whole, wondrous future before him. Who was to defend them all ? For the first time in a happy, even life one felt bitterly resentful of one's sex. Defence was the only consideration in the popular mind in those early August days. And defence was a man's job, and I, unfortunately, was a woman. Some one quoted Kingsley to be fiercely contradicted. True enough, the women would weep, and weep in full measure, but
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