Custer County Republican. (Broken Bow, Neb.) 1882-1921, 1905-08-17

Of hearses over cobblestones some
times drowned our conversation. Fris.
bic would suddenly burst into tears
at the sight of coffin.
He could not get away, for all ave-
nues of escape had been closed. All
he could do was to remain and suffer
spend sleepless nights in anticipa-
ton Of an attack. One day Bob was
missing. Inquiry told that he had the
fever. He took care of himself, and
In fortnight was out on the streets
again.
The three of us were standing in
Bayonne street, near Canal, one after
noon when of sudden Frisbie turned
pale. In moment more he was shiv-
ering. Bob escorted him to a seat in
drug store and called cab. But be-
fore he could reach his rooms his
sightless eyes were far apart and his
lips were pulseless. He had died in
twenty minutes from sheer fright
This Is just an instance of what ter
ror will do
New Orleans Is quarantined by all
the Southern States now. One cannot
go in or come out by rail on this side
of the river without passing through
Mississippi. That state, as is usual
in yellow fever panics, loses it's sanity.
People go wild All traffic is suspend.
ed; railroads cannot haul passengers
for local points out of New Orleans;
dirt roads are guarded by armed con.
stables; the feeble and sick are left to
take care of themselves the best they
can.
In such epidemics the percentage of
deaths due OF other causes than vel.
low fever is infinitely greater than If
every door in New Orleans were
thrown open and every yellow fever
suspect invited to walk inside and sit
awhile.
The fever itself, to be sure, is not
harmless. But it may be rendered
nearly so by clean surroundings. In
Sagua la Grande. Cuba, a superintend-
emit of sugar plantation by the name
of Hugentabler told me that in six
teen years he had never lost a case of
yellow fever. The remedy was a half
tumbler Of castor oil and the Juice of
two lemons drunk down the instant
one felt the chill coming. Then the
patient was kept in clean beds and fed
on drinks containing no astringents.
In forty-eight hours the danger was
passed.
In the infected district of New Or
| leans, around the French market, the
| suns rays go straight into the filth
piles. The Italian quarters are prov.
erbially unclean. Arabians, Turks,
the poor French, negroes and Arcad.
| ians live together in rags and seem
| to grow fat. The streets are narrow.
the houses old, vegetation rank, water
is stagnant everywhere, the sewers
are above ground, cisterns are open,
fruits are permitted to rot in the sun,
mosquitoes swarm IN all directions.
| And yet that part of New Orleans is
the most historic and heroic of the
many quaint and interesting corners
of that remarkable city. The archi-
lecture, the thoroughfares, the gar
dens, the language, the food, all is
French. The people live among them
selves. They are as foreign to the
American part of New Orleans as
Brockton, Mass, is. None of them
gets beyond the Canal street line in
the Englishspeaking sections. They
live In Creole fashions, die in the uni
versal way. They do not know, never
will know, 1t seems, that cleanliness
is next to godliness.
The stricken district is in the heart
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Ancient Friendly Society.
In old MONTPELIER there still -four
ishes mutual benefit friendly so
ciety, under the title of st. Faith
which has an unbroken history dat
ing back to about 1920, Statute books
dating to 1902 are still preserved
and they are believed to be but re
productions of statutes In force q
century or two earlier, which were
burned during the civil war of the
sixteenth century. During all these
centuries the society has never failed
its members in casa of sickneGs, in
Jury, or iniirmity