On the clipped green lawn a pavilion was staked up. In the tent shade a liveried staff arranged little tea sandwiches, plates of cookies, piles of paper napkins; twisted up scoops of ice cream (strawberry, chocolate); dipped tiny mugs of sweet, nonalcoholic punch. In redlined blue capes moved Red Cross nurses; the Red Cross ladies fussed with plates and spoons. Near, but tactfully hidden, waited a khaki colored Army ambulance. Men with 22-year-old wounds must not be overexcited, must not overdo-Trailed by uniformed aides strode Eleanor Roosevelt, summery...
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