It was an unannounced
visit by the young man from the Spectator, but he was welcomed and given a tour
of the hospital.
The column which
resulted from the visit follows:
“Neither the resident
physician nor any of his aides were at the hospital when the SPECTATOR reporter
called the other day, but, through the courtesy of the matron, a light-footed
young lady showed him over the building, pointing out such features as would
prove interesting to him.
“There are between 50
and 60 patients now in the institution. In one of the wards, eight or ten men
were in bed, while one, who seemed to be suffering from general weakness, sat with
his head leaning on a table. Here and there flowers were to be seen, and the
rooms were made light and airy as possible. An apartment at the end of the male
was set aside for the use of convalescent patients, several of whom were
engaged in reading and playing draughts
“However clean and
neat it may be, there is always something depressing about a hospital. One
cannot lose sight of suffering humanity when it is brought directly to his
notice. But what would the world be without such institutions? What would
become of the poor and the afflicted if man’s generosity did not prompt him to
open these places of refuge for the needy and the suffering?
“The Hamilton
hospital is situated on Barton street. It is a brick building of goodly
proportions. The center building is occupied by the resident physician and his
assistants, and the matron and the nurses. One wing is for the use of male
patients, and the other for female. Everything in and around the building gives
evidence of careful management. All the appliances which science has devised
for the treatment of diseases and for the alleviation of human suffering have
been taken advantage of in furnishing the hospital. The medical attendance is
the most efficient, and the matron and nurses are said to rank with those of
any similar institution in Canada.
“Many people are
prone to look upon the hospital much in the same light as the look upon the
workhouse – the last resort for needy people, and think that it is something in
the nature of a disgrace to seek admission to one. This is a very fallacious
view to take. Hospitals are now so excellently conducted that patients admitted
to them receive as good if not better treatment and attendance as they would in
their own homes.
“A visit to the
hospital in this city will convince anyone that it is well-equipped for the
purposes for which it is intended. Dr. Woolverton, the superintendent, has the institution
in perfect running order, and is ably seconded by Mrs. Carmichael, the matron.
If there is one charitable institution which requires more than another a
generous support at the hands of the public, it is the general hospital.”1
1 “In the
Hospital : A Few Remarks Anent the Barton Street Institution.”
Hamilton
Spectator. July 23, 1883.
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