Excerpt from A Lost Commander: Florence Nightingale Long years ago. A hundred and more Of them, but the red brick walls and gables and chimneys of Embley stood that June day in Hampshire, and had stood for two hundred years, as they stand to-day, a picture house set in garden and forest. Two thousand acres are of its domain w, some hundreds more than there were back in the eighteen-twenties; a few changes have been made, indoors and out; but the place is cared for by wise and affectionate hands and the small alterations have left its ancient quality unspoiled. As it lifts its ruddy stateliness to-day out Of the acres, above quiet English lanes which come to its park gates, as it looks to-day so it looked on the June afteron when a little girl pushed open the door from the hall and slipped out. On a graveled walk along the terrace she turned and looked gravely up at her nurse. Be careful, Miss Florence, spoke the nurse. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.