The morning call., 1892-08-21

to be followed by a fellow student with g
glass OF water. ! have seen man faint
from pure fright at having cut his finger
While working over q subject. L myself
never tainted in the dissectinE-room. but
once fled therefrOm in an agony of terror III
duced by an unexpected demonstration
from my subject Four Of us were at work
upon this subject. / was dissecting out the
facial muscles, and being anxious to COM
plete my work before the Christmas holi-
days, had obtained permission to absent my
sell from lectures and put III my whole
morning in the dssecting-rooa. Hours
were from s till 10 A. NJ, but when 10
o'clock came and the other students and
the demonstration left still worked on. 1t
was past the noon hour and / was not yet
ready to leave. Ny subject lay upon
stone table, long, narrow board was
passed under his shoulders, and each arm
was extended and fastened at The wrist TO
projecting end OF this board. BY some means
the fastening on the side where | was al
work became ioosened. | did not notice it,
i had worked steadily ali the forenoon with
no other companions than the dozen or so
dead bodies peacefully stretched upon the
surrounding tables, and had no thought of
interruption, when suddenly the freed arm
of my subject fell forward and encircleG
my waist as / stood between it and the
body, bending over the face. 1 was too
thoroughly terrOr-strick en to scream. My
very scalp seemed rising from my head.
l.
cloths over the object and seizng my instru-
ments and book l ran downstairs as though
all OF lam o Shanter'S witches were in
pursuit All the students were gone home
and the building was deserted. save for the
JanitoT. whom L met in one of tile halls.
whats the matter?" he cried. WHAT'S
your awful hurry?" l explained that | was
afraid of being late for dinner, and went
on. But my exhausted nerves had had a
bad shaking up, and it was two days before
again found grace to enter the dssecting-
room.
Physiology was Taught in that school
wholly by YivisectiOn. that method having
been introduced into the institution and
into America by the famous Dr. John G.
Dalton, first Instructor in physiology in the
school, / have seen the very men who. an
hour or TWO before. were actually playing
ball with bits OF muscle and heads of bones
IN the dlssecting-To0m, cry out in genuine
pain and distress, shrieking Kill him,
quick; put him out of PAIN" when p mis-
cradle mongrel cur, being used in a demon
stTatlOn, suddenly came from under the
effects of the ether and crawled, yelping.
oil the lecturers table when the latte.'s
back was turned, While the lecturer him.
self, with hearty expressions of regret, has
tened to break up the medulla and usher
the creature Into oblivion. SO, too, | once
surprised the most lncOrrigible prank
player and callOused practical joker in the
school down on his knees in the snow. BAN
daging up the cut and bruised paw OF lit
tie street gamln.
/ have said that the women students
Jared better al the hands of men than did
the men themselves, but any one, man or
woman, who offered himself az q fair tar
get Jared badly enough at the hands of
those relentless jokers. OF tile women
students during my first year four were
widows. There was the earnest, studious
widow taking up the profession as means
OF maintenance Tor herself and little chill
dren. anxious to get along. yet in moments
OF relaxation as eager mlschief-maker as
any boy 10 the school; there was the intel
lectuai widow, who lett calling to become
distinguished, ana was never for a momeLt
OF pedestal; there was the utterly fry-
olous widow, who announced her intention
OF becoming medical missionary in the far
Indies or China, | forget which. and who
mad decided vocation as leader in all
the card and dancing parties gotten up
among the freshmen. But THE WIDOW
stood above all these-a tall, grenadier-
like female, with an expression of c0unte-
nance that led one to surmlse she must have
eaten unTipe olives at some time during her
youth. She lowered half head above the
tallest man in school, and pursued the even
tenor OF her way. totally Oblvous of US all.
Tease her? OF course We did. Job would
have leased her. She contided to one Of the
women, one Of the few times she was ever
known to speak to a student, that we were
she was our lawful prey.
When demonstration work began she ap-
peared in the dissecting-room in a flannel
gown made in the style known as "Mother
Hubbard. gathered at neck and sleeves,
and completely enYeloping her figure. On
her head she wore turban Of the same
material, marvellous in construction and in
appearance calculated 10 strike terror to
the stoutest heart. This apparel she used
to leave hanging in the cloakroom, where
we all kept our disSecting garments.
On one occasion the widow was absent
for few days-out of town, we under
sto0d-and during this absence the Tad
pole-one of the most inVeterate jokeTs
among the seniorS-a tall, stout, bewhisk-
cred fellow, against whom every one of us
had some score, got possession of this gown
and turban, donned them and paraded tie
aDphltheater between lectures, nearly con-
vusing all by his ridiculous appearance.
lie took the garment off shortly, and we
would have thought no more about it had
he not IN returning 1t inadvertently hung il
on the wrong nail. When the widow re-
turned she naturally heard Of the adventure
OF her precious robe, and at once repaired
TO the cloakToom to see If il had sustained
any damage. Missing ii from its accus-
toned peg she descended in towering indig-
nation to demand OF the Tadpole its where
ab0uts.
He protested that he had left 1t exactly
where he had found il, and finally offered to
go with her and md H. Now one of the
wicked women students, Overhearing this
proposition, conceived a nefarious scheme
for paving off score against the Tadpole.
and fleeing swiftly upstairs she sought the
cloakroom and charged the janitor to hide
the widows gown at once He had scarcely
done so when the Tadpole appeared, fol-
lowed by the widow and nearly the whole
school, who had come along 20 see the fun.
Sure enough the gown was not to be found,
and the Tadpole's distress WAS pitiful to
witness. After listening to his apologies
and offers to replace the gown, the widow
finally, and / am sure with malice prepense,
said: IT'S not the cost of the gown