Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Remembering the "angel of the battlefield"

Mathew Brady photo of Clara Barton, circa 1865
Clara Barton was born in Oxford, Massachusetts, just a few miles from my hometown, so I've always had an affinity for her. The "angel of the battlefield" added yet another line to her already impressive résumé on this date in 1881, when she founded the American Red Cross.

Barton “began teaching school at a time when most teachers were men,” according to a biography on the American Red Cross web site. “She was among the first women to gain employment in the federal government. As a pioneer and humanitarian, she risked her life when she was nearly 40 years old to bring supplies and support to soldiers in the field during the Civil War." She was 60 when she founded the American Red Cross, which she led for 23 years.

Barton was independent-minded; she never became formally affiliated with any organization or group as she cared for wounded soldiers during the war. And she was fearless, racing onto battlefields to offer aid instead of enjoying the relative safety of medical units that were stationed at the rear. Such was the case at the Battle of Antietam.

“As bullets whizzed overhead and artillery boomed in the distance, Miss Barton cradled the heads of suffering soldiers, prepared food for them in a local farm house, and brought water to the wounded men,” according to a National Park Service web site. “As she knelt down to give one man a drink, she felt her sleeve quiver. She looked down, noticed a bullet hole in her sleeve, and then discovered that the bullet had killed the man she was helping.”

"In my feeble estimation,” said Dr. James Dunn, surgeon at Antietam, “General McClellan, with all his laurels, sinks into insignificance beside the true heroine of the age, the angel of the battlefield." 

Barton established an organization to find and identify missing prisoners of war; successfully proposed the creation of a national cemetery in Andersonville, Georgia; led an effort to identify the graves of nearly 13,000 men who died at Andersonville Prison; and went to the war zone with volunteers from the International Red Cross during the Franco-Prussian War.

With Barton at the helm, the American Red Cross aided forest-fire victims in Michigan; flood victims along the Ohio and Mississippi rivers; survivors of the 1889 Johnston flood in Pennsylvania; Russians plagued by famine; survivors of a hurricane and tidal wave in South Carolina; refugees in Turkey and Armenia; and survivors of the 1900 flood and tidal wave in Galveston, Texas.

In the midst of helping others, Barton battled her own demons, as the Red Cross web site explains.

“She was struck by periods of severe depression throughout her life but always seemed to revive quickly when a major calamity called for her services. She rose early and worked late into the night. She was said to be somewhat vain about her appearance, particularly her hair, although she did not consider herself a pretty woman. She liked dashes of bold color on her clothing, especially red. ‘It's my color,’ she once said.”

Editorial cartoonists: keeping the legacy of Thomas Nast alive

by Clay Bennett

American Civil War: 150 years ago today on May 21, 1863


The Civil War, 1861-1865
May 21, 1863



Confederate Gen. Joseph E. Johnston orders Gen. Franklin Gardner to abandon Port Hudson, Louisiana, but Gardner disobeys. The next day, he is surrounded by 30,000 Union troops.


Information from the Civil War Almanac, by John C. Fredriksen (Checkmark Books) 
Illustration: detail from the Robert Gould Shaw Memorial in Boston honoring the 54th Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry Regiment 

Monday, May 20, 2013

Chicken Scratchings . . . . . the hen chronicles, continued (chapter 66)



On April 21, 2012, my wife Liz and I - chicken neophytes - bought three laying hens, who set up shop in a coop in the backyard of our city lot. Chicken Scratchings looks at life with our new tenants.
 

We all know that the best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry. Make that chickens and men and you'll get a taste of what my life has been like in recent days.

When my wife Liz and I doubled the size of our tiny flock from two to four hens with the arrival of two Rhode Island Red pullets on May 8, we figured there would be a noisy period of adjustment while old-timers Snow and Nala let the new kids know who rules the roost.

As it turned out, establishing a new pecking order has been more troublesome than we anticipated. The four hens shared the same roost that first night, but when we let them out of the coop and into the pen the following morning, all hell broke loose. The pecking and squawking and infighting dragged on for hours. By late morning, one of the Reds was cowering in a corner of the coop. The other one was desperately trying to push her way through the wire that encloses the open area under the coop.
 

So we moved the Reds - later named Hope and Nellie - into a separate, freestanding pen, to let things settle down a bit.

I suppose “the girls” would have worked things out eventually, once we reunited them, but then another problem emerged. As I mentioned earlier, Hope and Nellie are pullets. They’re less than five months old, and they aren’t supposed to start laying for another month or so. In effect, they’re the chicken equivalent of teenagers. And because of their age, they’re still on what is known as “growth” feed, rather than the “laying” feed that the older hens eat.

Snow and Nala are nothing if not voracious. If we reunited all four hens and placed both growth feed and laying feed in their pen, the odds are Snow and Nala would scarf down not only their own food, but the pullets’ food as well.

So although the four hens share the coop at night, Snow and Nala still have “their” coop and pen to themselves during the day, while Hope and Nellie hang out in that adjacent freestanding pen. Every morning, we move the Reds from the coop into their separate pen. And every night, we move them back into the coop, where the four hens quickly nod off once it's dark out.

That means my job as a landlord has morphed from taking care of one housing unit to running the chicken equivalent of an apartment complex. With complimentary transportation services.

And to think I had no prior experience with property management.


There are eight million stories in the naked henhouse. This has been one of them.

Editorial cartoonists: keeping the legacy of Thomas Nast alive

by Jim Morin

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Positively Palin: The poop on your favorite quittin' gov and her clan


Hypocrites are so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o damn entertaining.


Originally posted on Facebook by "Opinionated Democrat"

Editorial cartoonists: keeping the legacy of Thomas Nast alive

by Mike Luckovich

American Civil War: 150 years ago today on May 19, 1863


The Civil War, 1861-1865
May 19, 1863



U.S. Secretary of War Edwin M. Stanton orders the release and deportation to the Confederacy of Congressman Clement L. Vallandigham, R-Ohio, a Copperhead who opposes the war.

U.S. Gen. Ulysses S. Grant orders Gen. William T. Sherman to attack the northern fringes of Vicksburg, Mississippi, but the Confederates beat back that assault and others around the city's perimeter.

Growing numbers of Union siege guns launch a continuous bombardment of Vicksburg that plays out for seven weeks.


Information from the Civil War Almanac, by John C. Fredriksen (Checkmark Books) 
Illustration: detail from the Robert Gould Shaw Memorial in Boston honoring the 54th Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry Regiment 

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Hey, who are you calling "sir"?

As the years race by, I’ve noticed that more and more store clerks have taken to addressing me as “sir” when I sidle up to the counter to pay for my purchases. Is this their way of saying that my white hair and serious demeanor give me a professorial appearance that warrants respect? Or that I’m so obviously in my dotage that pity mandates a false show of deference? I'd like to believe it's the former, but I'm still sufficiently lucid to suspect that it's the latter.

Editorial cartoonists: keeping the legacy of Thomas Nast alive

by Mike Peters

American Civil War: 150 years ago today on May 18, 1863


The Civil War, 1861-1865
May 18, 1863



In a setback for the Confederacy, Lord Russell, the British foreign secretary, tells the House of Lords that Great Britain will not intervene in the Civil War.

Union forces take up storming positions outside Vicksburg, Mississippi.


Information from the Civil War Almanac, by John C. Fredriksen (Checkmark Books) 
Illustration: detail from the Robert Gould Shaw Memorial in Boston honoring the 54th Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry Regiment 

Friday, May 17, 2013

Happy birthday, Montréal!


The city where my wife Liz and I spent our honeymoon 27 years ago is celebrating its birthday today. Paul Chomedey de Maisonneuve founded Ville Marie, now known as Montréal, on this date in 1642. 

It was an inauspicious start.

Wikipedia notes that within a few years of settlement, frequent Iroquois attacks became so violent that it looked like the end was near for the tiny settlement of 50 people, whose ranks included my ninth generation maternal grandparents, Jacques and Françoise Archambault. In 1651, Jacques Archambault and another pioneer barely escaped an Iroquois massacre there.

More settlers arrived over time, starting with another 100 people in the fall of 1653. Fast forward to 2013. With almost 2 million residents, Montréal is now the second-largest city in Canada (after Toronto) and the second-largest primarily French-speaking city in the world (after Paris). Not bad for a hamlet of 50 hardy souls who thought, for a time, that they’d have to abandon the place.

Editorial cartoonists: keeping the legacy of Thomas Nast alive

by Matt Wuerker