A lost commander : Florence Nightingale / by Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews.
- Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews
- Date:
- 1933, ©1929
Licence: Public Domain Mark
Credit: A lost commander : Florence Nightingale / by Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews. Source: Wellcome Collection.
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![she said. “ Isaiah himself could not prophesy how they will be minded at eight o’clock this evening.” How she wrote letters! “The indispens¬ able conditions of a suitable house are [she was writing Lady Canning, June 5th, with regard to the new house] first, that the nurse should never be obliged to quit her floor except for her own dinner and supper and her patient’s dinner and supper (and even the latter might be avoided by the windlass we talked about).” A lift! A mere elevator, Americanly speaking. “Without a sys¬ tem of this kind the nurse is converted into a pair of legs.” The letter continues with other requirements—hot water and the like, things now in the A B C of hospitals, but then novel ideas. The lift was particularly new. There were hitches to that, but it was installed. But before she got to Harley Street she came down with measles at Monsieur Mohl’s in Paris, Madame Mohl being away. “For me to come to Paris to have measles a second time,” she wrote in one of her gay letters, “is like going to the grand desert to die of getting one’s feet wet.” Finally back to London she voyaged in July, and in August she went into her first “situation” as superintendent of the Establishment. It was managed by a council which appointed a “ committee of ladies ” and one of “gentlemen.” It languished. Florence Nightingale was asked](https://iiif.wellcomecollection.org/image/b29980781_0088.jp2/full/800%2C/0/default.jpg)
