A Dartmouth Doctor in WWI

July 18, 1918

Warm, sultry.
Told this morning we would leave on the 22nd. or 23rd.
Everyone elated.
We do more than pack trunks, we do our washing.
Every one elated. Probably the most exciting day at Wheeler. 
The place was filled with clothes that had been washed by the men themselves. 
The men were singing, shouting, and raising “Merry Hell”.
The men attached to the B.H. were disgusted with *51.

Sat on board of Court Martial this afternoon, name of person not essential. A very disagreeable job.

The morning papers tell us, the first information that we have, that Hardy has taken out a marriage license. 

From MS-397, Box 1, Folder 8. To read the diary in its entirety, visit Rauner Special Collections Library and ask to see the Harry Goodall papers (MS-397).

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A Dartmouth Doctor in WWI

July 16, 1918

Inspected Field Hospital *128, Col. George Keenan (Boston) in Command, this afternoon. Jon McLean goes with me. 
Quartermaster tells us that he has routed us for Camp Merritt today. 
Now we are sure we are going (but we never saw Camp Merritt). 
Even today I do not know whether Washington was responsible for all of our misinformation or Camp Wheeler. 
Col. Lund and I go to the 8 p.m. train to meet Tucker who has been on leave—home to see his family. He did not come.

At the general clinic at 5 p.m. today an insane patient (so called) was demonstrated. Among other things he was asked where he was. The patient said he thought he was in Hell but that they told him he was in Camp Wheeler. McLean interrupted and declared that the man was sane. 

From MS-397, Box 1, Folder 8. To read the diary in its entirety, visit Rauner Special Collections Library and ask to see the Harry Goodall papers (MS-397).

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A Dartmouth Doctor in WWI

June 30, 1918

Very hot and sultry. 
Breakfast at 8 a.m. 
I make the ward visit today, finishing my work at 10.30 a.m.
I write my Sunday letters and then for the want of something better to day (sic.) repack my trunk. 
There was much time for thought –
I had been in the Army four months. I had offered my service with the definite promise from Major Janeway that I would not have to serve at home, that I would be sent overseas. 
When I arrived at Camp Greene and saw that there was not immediate prospects of going over I could readily understand it as there was a distinct need of physicians at that time. 
But after six weeks there was no further need of my services. 
I had asked permission to take some special courses and this was refused.
Life however was tolerated as the men at the Camp were most agreeable. 
Since my transfer to Wheeler life was a hardship. Major Sailer kept the entire service to himself and I had very little to do. One might loaf under pleasing circumstances but here the heat was most trying, the food very poor and there were no opportunities for relaxation. On the contrary I was obliged to listen to the almost constant complaints of the men in my unit. 
We were treated like children and not like educated men. One day we were told we were going over soon and the next day we were told that they did not know when we would go. 

By this time the entire unit was disorganized. 
We had lost our enthusiasm, we had lost our energy, we did not want to work. 
We wonder if we were fools for enlisting so early.
As for myself I could not help but feel that I had made a mistake. 
More than half of my patients had urged me not to enlist, they told me it was the work of younger men and that my place was at home. I wonder now, idling my time as I was, if after all they were not right.
Certainly I would not have enlisted had I known what was ahead of me. 
Long before I did enlist the talk all over the country was that “more medical men are needed”. Today we have 102 Medical Officers at a Hospital and not enough work for 30.

From MS-397, Box 1, Folder 7. To read the diary in its entirety, visit Rauner Special Collections Library and ask to see the Harry Goodall papers (MS-397).

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Dimensions of Open exhibit

As you walk through Baker Main Hall, take a moment to enjoy the Dimensions of Open exhibit, which is on display now through January 2018. This exhibit is inspired by the efforts of Dartmouth authors, creators, artists, and inventors to make the results of their work openly and publicly available. The work of Dartmouth scholars and researchers is often in collaboration with authors across the globe, and immediate access to that work has a significant global impact. This exhibit reveals the complex issues surrounding open information through six dimensions: global, political, financial, workforce, technological, and future.

On display now: Baker-Berry Library, Baker Main Hall: October 16, 2017 – January 26, 2018
Opening reception: Monday, October 23rd, 10-11am.  Refreshments will be served and all are welcome!
October 23rd-27th is also Open Access Week! Visit dartgo.org/open for more events and workshops.

Read about this an other library exhibits at:https://www.dartmouth.edu/~library/exhibits/bakerberry/index.html

Special thanks to those who made this exhibit possible:
Content Creation: Barbara DeFelice and Jen Green: Scholarly Communication, Copyright, and Publishing Program; Pamela Bagley, Laura Braunstein, Barbara DeFelice, Monica Erives, Jen Green, Janifer Holt, and Lora Leligdon: The Open Dartmouth Working Group; Exhibit Design: Dennis Grady: Education & Outreach; Data Visualizations: James Adams: Research and Instruction Services; Editorial Review: Laura Barrett: Education and Outreach.



A Dartmouth Doctor in WWI

June 24, 1918

Arrived at Atlanta at 6.30 a.m. (5.30 central time)
Both nights on the train were very comfortable. 
Hot again this morning.
Left Atlanta at 7.50 arriving at Macon at 11.10, and at camp at 11.45.
Surprised to meet Mr. Sawyer of Brookline on this train. 
Weight 198 pounds – a gain of 16 pounds during the leave.

Arriving at camp I found the men in the dumps. 
Col. Tucker had returned and thought we would remain where we were until the first of Sept.
The heat was terricis (sic.) after the pleasant weather I had been having. 
The mess had been moved to the Officers building and was very much improved. McLean had been made mess Officer. 

I was much impressed with my leave. 
I had been away from civilization for about four months. 
I was getting accustomed to the change and the petty things that are bound to occur when few persons are brought in constant close contact. 

The outside world seemed pleasant but from two points of view. It was a great pleasure to find out how much my friends thought of me, how they put themselves out in every conceivable way to make my stay a pleasant one. It was a pleasure to be c ol (sic.) once more. 

The rest of the outside world was amusing – 
All of the stations were crowded with soldiers and civilians. The stations were dirty, there were long lines of people standing in line at the ticket windows. They were not waited upon promptly. The ticket agents were careless. Repeatedly I heard complaints about mistakes. In N.Y. on my way back the agent had sold me a Southern Ry. ticket and a Seaboard sleeper. This made it necessary for me to change in Washington. 
The sleepers were dirty. Frequently there was no running water. Once there was no drinking water. 

The food was very good or at least in comparisson with what we had been having in Macon. 
One day I sat across the isle from a table that was occupied by a portly gentleman with a very large stomach. There was a large diamond pin in his tie and several diamond rings on his fingers. He constantly complained about the food and about the service. Finally the waiter spilled some water on him and in his rage he addressed the Officer opposite him. The Officer replied “If you were in camp with me you would appreciate the food you are getting, you would appreciate the service, you would soon lose your large stomach. I know of no reason why I should be giving my services any more than you should be giving yours. If you continue this objectionable behavior I shall be obliged to leave the table.”

A woman of evident luxury and about 50 seasons was heard to remark to a friend “We shall stay in New York this year until the 25th of June if we can stand it.”  (this was on the way up and in the early part of June. A summer in Macon would help that family tolerate New York a little better.)

One day in the smoker an automobile salesman was talking with a Corporal. The salesman asked the soldier how he could avoid the draft (and I frequently had this question asked of me and have overheard it being asked of others.) The Corporal replied “It is the easiest thing in the world to avoid the draft, all you have to do is enlist.”

While I was on leave the rule was made the soldiers on leave etc. could travel at the rate of one cent a mile. 
In order to take advantage of this reduction it was necessary to obtain a certification from the Quartermaster. This often took the better part of a morning or afternoon and one might have to go to the Quartermaster two or three times, certainly until he found him. Once having a certificate it often happened that the service at the ticket window was so slow that the soldier did not reach his turn before it was time for the train to leave. 
When I was getting my tickets at N.Y. for Atlanta a private presented his certificate (it was then about midnight). The agent said he could not accept it as the form had been changed. It was impossible for the man to see the quartermaster until the next morning, and even then would not know where to find him. If I had not given him $5.00 he would have missed his train and been A.W.O.L.

Many other things of a similar nature happened. 
On the other hand many kind things were done for the privates. 
Have seen people buying candy and papers for them. 
Have seen boys asking for directions and the man or woman ask them to get into their car and they would take them to their destination. 

From MS-397, Box 1, Folder 7. To read the diary in its entirety, visit Rauner Special Collections Library and ask to see the Harry Goodall papers (MS-397).

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A Dartmouth Doctor in WWI

May 23, 1918

Very hot and muggy. Shower at 8 a.m. In the afternoon a thunderstorm that cooled things a bit.

Still working on malaria. Very tiresome. 
McQuade starts a riot in the laboratory this afternoon when he tells one of the Officers from the South that it was necessary for the men from the North to come down and explain their own diseases to them.

A remarkable thing in the hospital is the number of Victrolas and the fact that they are playing most of the time. 
When I awaken in the morning and when I finally go to sleep there is almost always one or more machines going. 
It gets ones nerve at times and all the more so when one realizes that they are purchased from the profits of our mess. 

Rotten discipline at this hospital. 
Officers bring their wives to the Officers quarters without regard for the other men. Nurses do as they please with the Officers and with the enlisted med. 
This hospital is not to be compared with Greene from any point of view that is decent and human. 

From MS-397, Box 1, Folder 7. To read the diary in its entirety, visit Rauner Special Collections Library and ask to see the Harry Goodall papers (MS-397).

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Rauner NERFC Fellow Talk: Renzo Baldasso from Arizona State University

Renzo Baldasso, Assistant Professor in Arizona State University’s School of Art, is one of Rauner Special Collections Library’s New England Regional Fellowship Consortium Fellows for the 2017-2018 academic year. This Tuesday, October 17th, from 12:15-1:15 pm, Baldasso will give a brief lecture, “The Coming of the Book: Graphic Notes from Rauner,”which will explore the graphic dimension of early printed books, from the Gutenberg Bible through the early 1480s, using the incunabula holdings in Rauner. His talk will be followed by a question-and-answer period and an open exploration of the primary sources he is examining while at Dartmouth. The session will be held in the Bryant Room at Rauner Library in Webster Hall.

Trained in Art History and History of Science, Renzo Baldasso is a historian of Renaissance and Baroque art. He studied mathematics and physics for his bachelor, and history of science and history of art in graduate school. He received his PhD from Columbia University, and his research has been funded by fellowships, including at the Folger Institute, the Huntington Library, the Library of Congress, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the National Gallery of Art, the Newberry Library, and the Smithsonian Institution. His research interests are diverse and interdisciplinary, including art theory, naturalism, early prints and printing, and the relationship between art and science. Currently he is working on a monograph on the emergence of the visuality of the printed page during the incunabular period. He has published several articles in edited collections and journals, including The Art Bulletin, Arte Lombarda, La Bibliofilia, Centaurus, and the Gutenberg Jahrbuch.

For the past several years Baldasso has been researching the efforts of early printers to become masters of the page and to develop an independent print aesthetics. His resulting monograph will offer a detailed analysis of the design choices made by influential early printers — from Gutenberg to circa 1485 — whose books shaped the rise of the visuality of the printed page and set the basis for the graphic grammar of print culture. At Rauner, Baldasso is exploring two of our incunables (books printed in Europe before 1501): the only surviving copy of Ovid’s De Arte Amandi, known today as the Ars Amatoria or Art of Love, printed circa 1472; and Johannes Balbus’s Catholicon, printed sometime in the early 1470s.

Please join us next Tuesday at 12:15 pm in Rauner Library for an engaging discussion and exploration of both Baldasso’s work and Rauner’s materials. Please contact Morgan Swan at morgan.swan@dartmouth.edu if you have any questions.

Open Access Week 2017: speakers, exhibits, and celebrations

Open Access Week is October 23rd – 27th this year, and our calendar of events focused on celebrating and reflecting on open access to research, data, code, and ideas is taking shape.  This year, we are able to host a pre-Open Access week lecture and discussion titled, Open Access to Data for the Public Good: Can Energy Use Data Reduce Electricity Costs and Environmental Impacts?, which is on Thursday, October 19th  from 5-6pm in Moore Hall, B03. Alexandra B. Klass, a Distinguished McKnight University Professor at the University of Minnesota Law School will join Elizabeth J. Wilson, Director of the Arthur L. Irving Institute for Energy and Society and Professor of Environmental Studies at Dartmouth College to speak and share in discussions on this topic. This lecture is open to everyone, and we hope that you are able to walk with us afterward to the ’53 Commons food court for the campus’ Harvest Dinner.

On Monday, October 23rd, meet us in the Baker Main Hall at 10am for refreshments and to celebrate the opening of Dimensions of Open, an exhibit that will utilize the six glass cases along the hallway to feature six dimensions of open access work: Global, Political, Financial, Workforce, Technological, and Future. The exhibit curators, designers, and sponsors will be available to chat with you about the exhibit and how the various dimension of open access impact our lives.  We will also present our newly revised digital poster exhibit titled, Open Dartmouth: Research, Data, Code, Ideas.  This collection features Dartmouth researchers and scholars across a variety of disciplines along with their personal quotes about what open access means to them.

Please take a glance at the Open Access Week webpage for more detailed information about these events and others: https://www.dartmouth.edu/~library/schcomm/OAWeek2017.html

A Dartmouth Doctor in WWI

May 10, 1918

Clear. A little cooler.
Went through the gas house today.
First through the lachrymating gas. After walking through for a few minutes we were ordered to take our masks off in order to get the effect and to enable us to realize what the masks meant. 
The door was open and the gas was so irritating that everyone made a break for the door.
After this we went through chlorine gas.

Major Frederick A. Tucker, M.R.C. from Noblesville Indiana, arrives today and we learn that he is the Commanding Officer of Base Hospital *51.
None of were impressed (sic.) He is a disappointment.
As the days passed we became more and more certain of his unfitness for Command and later, in France, this inability nearly resulted in the breaking up of the unit.

He was a man that lacked in the instincts of a gentleman. He was sadly lacking in medical knowledge. He had had no experience in hospitals. Added to this he resented the advice of men that had medical and administrative experience. 
His only asset was that he was a personal friend of Senator Harry New – enough in itself to brand him. He also had a line on Vice-President Marshall, if his stories were to be believed. 
After associating with him rather intimately (from necessity) for some months I can only place him in the lists of humans as the cheapest type of a cheap politician.
So powerful was his “pull” that with all of his inefficiencies none of his superior officers dared remove him until after the war was over.

From MS-397, Box 1, Folder 6. To read the diary in its entirety, visit Rauner Special Collections Library and ask to see the Harry Goodall papers (MS-397).

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