The Warrenton hospital — kind Attentions of the ladies.
Warreston, Va., Dec. 17, 1861.
Though a constant reader of your most estimable paper, I have as yet seen nothing in it relative to the hospitals at this point.
I am sure it was not from oversight; though smaller perhaps in dimension, they are nevertheless of as great importance, and have thus far proved very successful, having combined with them those perquisites so necessary for the attainment of their object.
It would be futile in me to attempt to give a lucid description of the romantic surroundings of this quiet little town; embedded as it were in mountains, it is nevertheless on quite a prominence presenting to the view, at several points, gently rising hills and sloping it to say, with the undivided attention of our estimable surgeons, the pure mountain wholesome food, and last, but by the untiring and ceaseless whose soft, silvery brain, render them attractive, break the spell of gloom which rcasts the sick and weary volunteer, distant as he is from his native home and accomplish that, their highest ambition, his restoration to health.
It was not my intention to be personal in my remarks, but really I feel it incumbent to present to our readers one Miss R. G. P. Nearly three months observation is surely sufficient to judge of the exalted qualities of this noble and highly intellectual young lady, who, being driven from the home of her adoption by the vile and ruthless horde sought her native place here, daily, aye hourly, as God's ministering angel, giving nutriment to the sick and consolation to the dying soldiers.
As I am writing, she stands at the threshold — the face of every sick soldier is illumined with a smile to greet her, as she in return bestows one on them.
God will bless her for her needs, and our wish is, may her shadow never be less.
Being in the mountains, we sometimes have a peep at its lasses, and I assure you, this little Burg
is difficult to surpass.
To particularize would be but injustice yet, I cannot refrain noticing the beautiful and accomplished Miss
M., of W--, D. C--, whose evening promenades, draw sly glances from more than one young volunteer, as also, Miss
M. F. S., who, in her simplicity and gracefulness, trips from school as if unconscious of beholders.
Distance may separate, but from the mind's eye, Warrenton, Va.
, and its associations, can never be defaced.