Hospital HeroesC. Scribner's sons, 1919 - 221 psl. |
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Aisne ambrine ambulance American American Red Cross army arrival asked Auto Chir bandages blankets blessés Boches bombs boys British Fifth Army burn called canteen caporal Carrel château cheerful chocolate cigarettes clean cold Compiègne croix de guerre Cugny doctors dressings ELIZABETH WALKER emergency ward English evacuation feel fighting Flavy-le-Martel forget France French front Gare du Nord gave German give guns hands hard hors d'œuvres hospital hurry hurt infirmières iodine keep kitchen leave letters lives look Mademoiselle Mademoiselle Marraine maid médaille militaire ment Monsieur never night nurses officers operation orderlies pain Paris poilus poor Red Cross Ressons-sur-Matz rest salle de pansements seemed sent shell singing sleep soldiers Sometimes soup stay stove stretcher supply tears tell things tion tired told took train triage troops trying usually vaudeville waiting walk watch whole ward worry wound
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