The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1892-01-20
HYDROPHOBIA'S VICTIMS
Two Little Boys in New Jersey
Bitten by a Mad Dog.
One of Them Dies After Several
Days Of Terrible Suffering.

Eddie and Harold Ball, aged four and six
years respectively. of Harrison, N. j., were
playing about a month ago IN Passaic
avenue. With them was their nine-year-old
sister Louisa, carrying a three-year-old
brother. A shout Of mad dog" reached
the children, and a huge mastiR tore along
the avenue and made straight for the boys,
who were too frightened to jump out Of the
way. As the dog came on the children stood
up and began to cry. He jumped upon Ed
die, and, fastening bis teeth into the bridge
OF his nose, pushed him backward to the
ground. Harold. who is a brave little boy,
cried loudly, but kicked the mastiff in the
side. This attack enraged the mastif, so
that he turned his attention to Harold.
Harold turned to run, but the dog had him
down instantly and bit his head first on the
crown inc then Just behind the left ear,
where he fastened his teeth and began to
shake the head and drag the body
about the sidewalk. Louisa, hugging the
baby, tightly to her. ran screaming and
street. Eddie staggered to his feet with the
blood running down his face, but he was un.
able to run.
The dog, alarmed by the threatening ap-
proach of a grown person, gave the little boy
a final bite in the right arm and darted on
down Central avenue. As he turned away
from the children a man named Wilkie cam
up and fired at him, but missed him. Sew
eral other men joined in pursuit, among
them Chief Of Police Turnbull, who issued
the order a year g that all loose dogs
should be shot. The mastif ran into the
yard of the Clark Thead Mills, and making
for a corner, tried to crawl under a lot Of
rubbish piled there. Wilkie and Turnbull
began firing at short range, and soon a bull.
let from Turnbulrs pistol made the dog
culver, groan, and roll dead.
Meanwhile Mrs. Ball, the mother Of the
children and a widow. had run out and had
picked up Harold from the pool of blood in
which he was lying. She carried him home,
dressed the wounds. Then DR.. US. Pringle
came. he advised that the children be sent
to the Pasteur Institute in New York Har-
old was by far the worst bitten. he had two
pretty bad wounds in the back Of his head,
and the skin Of his arm was broken. Eddie
had only the bite through the bridge Of his
nose.
DR.. Prindle went to see DR.. Gibier at the
Pasteur Institute and was told it was too
late. The children got along nicely and
Mrs. Balls fears began TO fade. This until
the next Wednesday afternoon. Eddie had
not been feeling very. wei! all day. He
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o'clock in the afternoon he began to cough,
a peculiar hacking cough, as though he were
threatened with Group. Mrs. ball a a
poultice and put it on the back Of the little
boy's neck. But he got no better and, when
he clutched at his throat and gasped for
breath and sbivered from head to foot, she
sent for DR.. Pringle.
By the time DR.. Pringle got there the boy
was plainly suffering with hydrophobia: He
lay awake all Wednesday night, coughing
and shiVering and crying out that he was
burnine. Thursday morning the foam be-
gan to come, and from that time on his lips
were always covered with foam and he was
hlngingit about the bed and upon the walls
of the humble little room where he lay:
his sufferings during Thursday and Fri
day and Saturday were terrible to see. He
had FREQUENT commissions, and when his lit
tie body was not writhing he would moan
and say 'sMamma, mamma" over and over
again. But he did not seem to lose his senses.
Early Sunday morning, when his agony
was at its height, he would shake his head
when his mother would ask him If he wanted
water or milk. Sunday morning, at ll:SO
O'Clock, he died, stretching his small body
out with q long sigh Of reiiet.
The other child has a bandage about his
head, bur his wounds are nearly healed. Dr.
Pringle, however, feels sure that he Will Ole
also.
1t was learned in Harrison that the dog
which bit the boy was a huge English mas
tnf, owned by W. Campbell Clark, of the
Clark Thread Company.
When W. Campbell Clark was seen at his
home in Newark by areporter he denied that
he owned the dog which bit the children. He
SAID that it was one Of four pups born. last
February. He owns the father and mother
and gave three of the pups to friends. The
one which bit the boy was given to an en-
ploye.
Il gave it to him with the distinct under
standing that / would not be responsible Tor
its control.n said Mr.. Clark, land ii I had
lay way the animal would have been
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