By this time Mrs. Berry arrived
and managed to squeeze the boys in.
However, we were told to clear the hospitals, for the wounded were
expected.
"What could be done with the scarlet fever boy?" At last an idea came:
"The Mortuary," built by the Horse Show Judge with such joy. The
mortuary that we had all gone to admire as a work of art.
But the scarlet fever boy did not seem to see it that way, for in the
night he escaped, and we have never seen him since.
Diphtheria was so prevalent that the Red Cross on receiving a patient,
gathered in the whole family for a few days, inoculated, washed, and
gargled it. They also toured the villages around, digging out typhus and
other infectious cases, thus stopping the spread of infection. They had
a most energetic matron, Miss Caldwell, who had already nursed in
Cettinje during the Balkan Wars, and we have already told how she
managed the Montenegrins.
Often the patients came in ox-carts. Too ill to be lifted out, they had
to be examined and treated in the carts.
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