The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1911-12-12

of the type that used to be hope ~
less. Four of the vertebrae -
we're smashed. 1t was worse n
than broken back, for not one, \
but four of the chain Of bones
were crushed.
1t was considered amazing
that he should have survived
the fall. Naturally, then, 1t was
still more amazing when he be-
gan to grow stronger after the
surgeons had done their best. BY
seeming miracle the grayish white
spinal cord was preserved. Sensation
remained in his limbs. Fifteen pounds
Of plaster Of paris was made into
jacket for him. He was incased in
that and kept in the hospital seven or
eight weeks. He lived and was dis
charged, not sound. but as sound as
any man can hope to be who has fall
en- headlong from such a height and
broken four of the bones of the spinal
column. In this case death was baf-
fed. Twenty years ago there would
have been a funeral within a decent
time after the fall
How long will we live, anyway,
when the world has been entirely
gone over with a sterilizer? When
the germs have been hunted into their
final hiding places? When the infected
and diseased folk are kept carefully
separated from the remainder of hui
mainly during the term of their ILL
| ness?
The United States army has started
fooling death on the wholesale. Troop
by troop, battery by battery and bat
talon by battalion. the regular officers
and soldiers are being vaccinated
against that curse of the camps-ty-
phoid. Death has already been cheat
ed of dozens of lives by this action.
1t is hardly worth while to keep a list
of the typhoid deaths in the army any
more, at least in those divisions that
Mexican border last spring. There are
not enough worth mentioning, and
those who have died were those who
for some reason or other we're not
given the vaccine.
This one step alone will make wars
harder to fight. Fewer men will die
in the fevered camps. and there will
be more for the bullets.
Death Is being fooled by little bot
ties. He Is being cheated by little
tubes of thin glass, filled with yellow
ish, sirupy fluids, that are more pow
erful than anything else on the chem
lists shelves. They have within them
possibilities of life or of dissolution
They are so small that you could
carry dozens Of them in side pocket
of your coat and never feel their
weight or bulk Possibilities of life
and death for a whole city might be
placed in pocket case.
There are 100000 dead bacteria
in this little VIAL" says the bacteriol
ogist. II can palm 1t, hide it, almost
lose 1t in my hand. and yet there is
more power in it than you might put
In a years ordinary treatment"
That is the way they are fooline
death. 1t is done with single things
, that are really complex in their work
, ings Into the veins a solution Of
, dead tuberculosis germs is poured
They do not kill their live brethren
! What happens is this: The body real
, ICES that there is something poisonous
floating around In the blood A spe
cial effort is made. and more of those
: never-say-die warriors, the white cor
} puscles. appear from somewhere ant
set upon the dead and the Twins
J germs. Deth lets go unwillingly, bu
! the enraged white cells never ceas,
! their warfare.
! "Autogenous" is the name that the,
) have given this particular type of dis
ease relief 1t fights It's own breth
rem, turns against them and breaks
them. 1t Is using like to fight like,
I but the whole nature of the germ Il
< changed. 1t Is so new that death ha
3 not become accustomed to bein,
3 fought In that way.
!, Men have been living with half thei
D brains gone. With the openings wher
! the nerves come through the skull
9 plugged with paraffin casts. in orde