The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1905-09-25
FIGHTING YELLOW FEVER
IN NEW ORLEANS
Continued from Page SD

| Continued from rage d.
| The inspectors automobile comes to
| a sudden stop in front of one of the
| typical tenements a house of bricks,
| painted once, but long ago. Children
| are playing in front of it, their elders
| grouped about the doorway, discuss
!, ing neighborhood gossip, all of it ex-
| cept that which concerns yellow fever
| Come in and see your first case, !"
| says DR.. Richardson.
The way is up a dark stairway reek-
| ing with the fumes of sulphur, for
every part of the house, except the
sickroom, has been recently fumigated.
| The doctor leads the way to a gall
! lery on the second floor. In a room
| at the end of the gallery the screening
| force of the government officials has
been at work. DR.. Richardson finds
| the screen door propped open. On a
bed in the dingy, dirty room lies the
patient. still within the three days
| limit in which it is possible for mos
| quito to become infected if it touches
| him.
| ''Why don't you keep that door clos
ed?" the surgeon asks the Italian
| family, who have promised to look
| after their friend, the sick man.
| You think we want that man to
go crazy?" demands a comedy daugh-
ter of Sicily. He say too hot with
that skeeter door shut. He worry him.
self dead if we don't OPEN
In vain does Tie surgeon try to tell
them of the danger OF Infection. Per-
haps they promise to keep the door
shut and the netting over the sick
mans bed. If one returns in an hour,
as the inspection party did on this oc-
casion, the door is wide open and the
netting up. Ask his Italian friends
why they have disobeyed. The answer
is always the same-that the sick man
wanted it so, and in Italy the sick are
humored.
The automobile dashes around the
corner and stops before house that
is obviously Spanish, even to the tile
roof, two stories up. There is a sort
of narrow alleyways into court, where
a. dozen children are playing. One of
the rooms, adjoining the stable, is the
home of an Italian family. The head
of the house has been desperately i'll
with the fever. Yesterday he was on
the road to recovery, the crisis having
been safely passed. Most carefully had
the physician in charge instructed the
wife, who was nursing the case, that,
no matter how hungry her husband be-
came, she was not to give him any
thing to eat.
MANGINO'S LAST MEAL.
How is Mangino today?' asks the
surgeon.
soh, he is very fine today; thank you
very much' says the Italian wife, all
smiles.
The surgeon takes his temperature
and notes the result with a frown. He
feels the pulse and registers that with
Q shrug of the shoulders.
What did you give him today?' is
the official question.
"Oh, nothing much" says the wife,
still all smiles; just bit of spagitt'
and tonlmat'. He get well now; he
eat such a fine breakfast
In the list of dead Mangino's name
appeared the next morning. Yet out
grows.
This case was not an extreme one. It
is the story of twoscore of the deaths
in this district. There are even more
extreme cases. For instance, an Italian
saloonkeeper. who had been treated by
one of the most expert physicians in
New Orleans, worried through a most
severe case of fever. He was practical
ly well, and his friends, who were
many, rejoiced.
I'VE must give Filipo a banquet to-
night was the word that was passed
about.
Filipo was f1attered at the attention.
Sure, he would come to the banquet.
He even walked there, and many were
the compliments on his apparent good
health. He ate heartily of several Italian
dishes. He drank red wine, the rich
=; &c
home rejoicing, and in the night he died.
This is the way in which the yellow
fever death rate in New Orleans is
swelled. This is why there is doubt
in the minds of many if the fever can
be blotted out before frost comes
But they don't all die, even under the
most unfavorable circumstances. The
inspection trip leads into a two-room
tenement. Two men, thin and yellow,
with a peculiar glassiness about the
eyes are sitting in chairs. The wife and
mother is in the corner, with naked
babe on her lap and a couple of tod
dlers about her skirts. The men are
convalescents. The wife and younger
children escaped the disease although
they have not slept except in the room
with the sick. There is no indication
that a younger son died and was buried
only yesterday.
Do you think the surgeons get any
credit for saving the lives of the two
who are recovering? Not a bit. They
are blamed for the death of the child,
who could not resist the scourge. ST.
Rosalie, whose shrine is at the entrance
of the court, a cheap chrome of a woman
holding skull in her hands, in front
OF which lantern has burned contin-
uously since the epidemic started, gets
all the credit and innumerab BILE candles.
READY TO FIGHT.
The automobile runs up to a plaster
structure which is distinctive from
having four stories. The surgeon de-
sends and asks about a certain case.
He is told that the patient is dead. He
goes to telephone and calls up the
ward headquarters.
You have a chance to get at No.
4S2. Give it sulphur from top to bot
TOM"
He explains that from the beginning