New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-10-12
ANTHRAX VICTIM
Jokes AS SERUM
GIVES NEW HOPE
This May Spoil Obitu.
aries" He Says. as New
Remedy Is Injected.
WEEPING SON SENT
FOR BASEBALL EXTRA
New Cure Rushed from Wash.
ington Expected to Work
in "a Hours.

George F. Stackpole, seventy-one
years old, who/ yesterday was dying
from anthrax in Bellevue Hospital, has
now chance for life. All day long the
stalwart old man lay in his room in
the isolated ward, humorous twinkle
in his eye that agony could not bio,
out. forcing cheerful words through q
throat which was swelling until it was
feared he would strangle, while the
poison crept through his veins and ply
sicians believed he could not live out
another day. Then late last night. when
hope was almost dead, racing ambu-
lance, with shrieking siren. swept into
the Bellevue gate and a white clad in
terne jumped from the rear step anc
ran into the ward with a little pine box
containing a serum rushed to New York
from Washington. On this alone is
now pinned all hope for the man
gripped by one of the rarest and most
deadly of diseases.
at is going TO make you we'll" they
told him as hypodermic after hypoder.
mic was pumped into his body. Over
the terribly swollen face passed what
might be taken for smile.
Then it's going TO spoil a lot OF
obituaries" he uttered, dryly
The next twenty-four hours will tel
whether the serum. the recent discovery
Of DR.. Adolph Eichhorn, chief of the
pathological division Of the Bureau Of
Animal Industry, at the capital. will
save the stricken man. The day tc
come will tell other things. 1t viii
prove whether anthrax, incurable since
the days Of the Pnaraohs. has at last
been conquered. Or. Eichhorn's anti
effect on cattle. It is now being testec
FOR the arst time on human being.
Longs for Ball Scores.
Only the splendid constitution and
the unconquerable courage Of the ole
man have held life in him so long. Ht
has suffered far more than younger
man could have done. With fac,
puffed up to twice its size by the virus
which wss creeping down over his
shoulders and chest, his spirit ha:
never faltered. 1t was for last sight
of his boy, Philip, a senior at Dart
mouth, shat his wife and daughter be
lieved ne was living. When the lad
worn with a night of travel. appeared
at his fathers bedside the seventy-one
year-old's pluck took the place of his
satisfied longing. and he steadfastly re
fused even then to give up the struggle
No one knows what transpired in the
room when the man who had beer
fighting off death by sheer nerve
greeted his son. When the boy reap
peared his mother and sister ap'
preached him as ne headed for the
door.
Pm going to buy an extra he said
Father wants to know the results oi
the worlds series game"
The grit of the dying man cannot bC
exaggerated. With what he believed "a
be certain death staring him In the
face. he called the newspaper men te
him Yesterday morning and gave them
from his own lips the statement they
desired. 8,
"My message to the public" he said
"is from a far greater and better man
than | am-President Garfield.
when my time comes ! am ready 70
qo. Now that my end is near, | an
ready. At the French Hospital, where
| was first taken, they asked me II
cared to have a priest or minister
| said I'd been a member Of the Church
for fifty-one years, and If its teachings
and doctrines, which | have tried to
follow. had not prepared me for death
a priest could do no good now.
"Be Ready for Death"
81 am seventy-one years old. and at
this time in n mans life one must ex-
pect death at any moment. Let me
sav 70 the young, to whom death may
come at any time like lightning
stroke. to be prepared always. as am
Then death can have no terrors.
II have a good wife and daughter
and a fine son. Ny wife and daughter
arc with me. can only pray 70 God
70 let me live until my son gets here
Then he bade the newspaper men
goodby and turned again to confront
The death that "can have no terrors.'
shortly before his sons arrival there
came TO him his pastor and dear friend
,be Rev. ". ?. Harmon, OF the First
Congregational Church of Riverhead
Mr.. Stackpole's home town. The min
ister had been recalled from trip by
telegram. telling of his friends condi-
,ion and had hastened at once TO the
bosn;tsi. where he remained all day.
Ne was not alone in sharing with the
f.mi,v the anxiety and grief over the
'an ar;.t.r mans condition. All day long
,s,sgrams. telephone messages and per-
sonsI inouiries have been pouring in
go D" the people Of Riverhead, who
loved Judge" stsckpole. For years he
has been Justice Of the peace OF the