Phoebe yates pember biography of mahatma

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In a male-dominated environment, she was able to give soldiers a warm, feminine presence. By the end of the Civil War, the hospital had cared for some 76,000 patients. Not if my own life had trembled in the balance. Pember's varied duties surely required what one of her contemporaries described as her "will of steel under a suave refinement." Although Pember had to thwart efforts by her staff to pilfer supplies, once reportedly threatening a would-be thief with a gun, she also seems to have been accepted and valued by patients.

I was preparing to leave for my home at the Secretary of the Navy, where I returned every night, when the pitiful sight of the wounded in ambulances, furniture wagons, carts, carriages, and every kind of vehicle that could be impressed detained me. She published her memoir soon after the war, in March 1866, serialized in a Baltimore magazine called The Cosmopolite as "Reminiscences of A Southern Hospital.

Phoebe stayed on tending to the remaining Confederate wounded for awhile, but eventually she made her way back home to Marietta, Georgia.

After the war, she wrote her memoirs, traveled extensively, and eventually passed away in 1913, in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. I found him at Camp Jackson, put him in my ambulance, and on arrival at my own hospital found my patient had dropped asleep.

Primitive facilities, unsanitary conditions, and undeveloped scientific knowledge of medical treatments added to the tragedy and pathos.
Operating in this atmosphere of misery and despair, Phoebe Yates Pember dedicated herself to doing everything possible to relieve the suffering of the soldiers, administering medication, assisting surgeons in operations (frequently without anesthetic), patching wounds and caring for patients.

As a result, she later wrote that she experienced, "the thousand miseries of my position."

Phoebe did not give in, and finally everyone got used to the way that things were handled under the new matron.

'Boys!' he said, 'pick up that barrel and carry it down the hill. God alone knew what thoughts hurried through that heart and brain, called so unexpectedly from all earthly hopes and ties.

Her father was a successful merchant, while her mother performed as a very prominent actress.

When war broke out, Phoebe's family was strongly supportive of the Confederate cause. She was left to break the news to the wounded man. Here are some of her stories from that experience...

Obviously, in dealing with so many wounded and diseased men, Phoebe Pember was bound to deal with death on a very regular basis.

Moving from South Carolina to the Confederate capitol of Richmond, Vir. Phoebe received an offer to serve as matron of the Chimborazo Military Hospital from Mrs. George W. Randolph, wife of the Confederate Secretary of War. Phoebe reported for duty in December 1862.
The Chimborazo Hospital was reputed to be the largest military hospital in the world at that time.

She then sat on her whiskey barrel, and slept, undisturbed, until dawn.

The Union troops soon occupied the city and began to use Chimborazo for their wounded as well.

Phoebe Pember served selflessly during the war, and had many interesting and exciting experiences. The memoir, which details her daily life through anecdotes of the war years, remains one of the best sources for understanding the experiences and ideas of upper-class Southern Jewish women before and during the Civil War. In the memoir, Pember recounts the hostility towards her from male doctors at Chimborazo Hospital.

Death and legacy

Following the Civil War, Pember maintained her elite social status, and traveled extensively through the United States and Europe.

I will attend to her!' "

The leader, a certain Mr. Wilson, had not realized how much power Phoebe Pember still held.