These were all wet-Nurses, each hearty, well-fed peasant woman being expected to nurse two infants.
"Due North or Glimpses of Scandinavia and Russia"
Maturin M. Ballou
"I wonder," Judge Barton mused, "if Nurses do not sometimes feel like saying 'So am I' when we fellows complain of being tired, or nervous, or out of patience."
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
He does not voice his anger, but silently Nurses his wrath to keep it warm.
"Memoirs of Orange Jacobs"
Orange Jacobs