The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1920-05-13
PART I.
The Stars Disappearance.

downstairs, IN the VlSlIOTS FOOlH O1
che University hospital, which stank
of iodOform, Iris Ford, manager of
the Giant-killers, waited uneasily. Up
stairs, reposeful as bef1tted the true
scientist, the resident bacter1OlOg1St
squinted through his microscope. Be
fore this revealing instrument, on
hanging drop slide, was liquid glob-
ule of bouillon taken from culture
of typhoid bacilli.
Keenly the disease detective OBJ
served the care-free bacteria in their
native sports. Some of the wrfgglers
INDUCED in a continuous round or
sOmersaults. Others tore through
space and looped the loop as though
riding Invisible monoplanes. Those
more socially inclined tangoed in
pairs. But not one bacillus was
static. All were in turmoil. The cul-
ture was good"
With almost cruel cunning the ba-
Gillian expert precipitated tiny guam
tity Of blood solution into a minute
amount Of the culture, and deftly
transferred the combination drop to
fresh slide.
The base of the solution used was
the blood of Bill Dart, pitching main
stay of the Giant-killers.
Curiously the resident bacteriologist
awaited results. In five minutes there
was to be noted gradual quieScence
in the movements of the wr1gglers.
They ceased their mad pranks and set
tied down as if Overtaken with languor.
One by one the bacilli became abso-
lutely static, curling up in groups and
going to sleep in q cOnglomerate mass,
like so many young pups. In quar-
ter of an hour there was not sign
of life. The bacteriologist had brought
his experiment to a successful conclu-
sion.
An inferno came to Iris Ford and
reported. The manager of the Giant
killers got a dose Of heavy language,
in which emphasis was laid on "W1dal
reaction" and positive" There was
something assertively final about the
surprisingly ineligible medical term
positive"
"You mean he's got it?'' asked Ford.
The inferno majestically inclined his
head. "There is not q shadow of
doubt. A positive reaction-typhold."
"A light or a mild case? -suppOse
you can't tell?"
"Not with certainty, of course. But
the bacteriologist Informed me that
the behavior of the bacilli after the
mixture of the blood solution and the
culture would indicate a pronounced
type OF typhoid, probably a severe
case"
"Poor Bill" said Iris, half to him
self. Then in a tone of authority he
addressed the inferno: "EVerythlng
is to be done to make Mr.. Dart COM
Portable and to get him well. Don't
try to save a nickel. Our CLUB Will
stand it. I'll call again soon. Good
day!"
Walking to the trolley. iris Ford
came to three important copclusions
First-To count Bill Dart out for
the entire season (not fortnight oId)
and recast his campaign without tax
ing his most valued pitcher into ac-
count.
Second-To write to the surgeon
general. United States army, and learn
all about the incubation Of officers
and enlisted men as a preventive OF
typhoid fever.
Third-To go in search of Barney
Larkin, who was touted as the great
ost left-hander outside the breast
works of organized baseball.
like the manager in the war game
1,ris Ford believed in preparedness.
He was almost invariably forearmed.
Rut he wasn't prepared for the trick
n,aved him by criminally negligent
c,+v which harbored water supply
davoted to the propagation of typhoid
haciln. Otherwise he wouldn't have
thought for one moment OF hitching up
with two yards and hfteen stone .,
human trouble. even tnousn salu
"no.,h1o> did boast a phenomenal fast
~ and beautiful control-"control
.ho man hut Of the bail.