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The American Journal of Nursing 




Lute Superintendent of the Illinois Training-School, Chicago 

(Continued from page 3G0) 


One's exalted ideas of mankind held at twenty-five are very apt to 
get a great many serious injuries in the course of twenty years in a hos¬ 
pital, and it takes several years for one to strike an average and make 
a differential diagnosis between the wheat and the chaff. 

We find that previous experience not only valuable but interesting 
and vastly amusing at times in our present lives. Not a man of any 
sort or description comes to our place on any kind of business but we 
can compare him to some patient, doctor, or hospital official. We find 
our neighbor farmers very kindly and helpful, ready to assist us in 
any way, but still they arc sceptical and very patronizing, not inten¬ 
tionally, but being of the superior sex it is their privilege. However, 
it is different now, for we are bound neither by professional etiquette 
nor institutional rules to endure more than the angels, and may turn 
again and rend them if they become too lordly. 

We find that the more “ do-less" and good for nothing a man is the 
more ready he is with gratuitous advice. If he works “ by the day," 
to use the common phrase, and never will have two fifty-cent pieces to 
make a dollar, lie tells us about all sorts of very expensive and elaborate 
machinery we ought to have and can’t get on without, he tells us that 
our fruit-trees are all of the wrong variety, and dwells at great length 
upon the prices his uncle gets for eggs from another kind of hens than 
ours. He brings his lunch-pail with him to his work, and we see him 
consuming strawberries in April with cold lamb, pastry, and cake, 
while we have stewed rhubarb, eggs, and an occasional ginger cooky. 
We meet his wife on the road with her apron full of stale bread, baker's 
at that, going over to feed it to the dogs in the kennels next door, while 
she scorns our offer of pumpkins because they are too much trouble to 
cook. He tells us we are foolish to pick our apples, we should shake 
them off the trees, and relates how this man or that man fooled the 
fruit-buyer and got just as much for his apples as we will, who pick 


A New Cranford.—Me Isaac 

ours, and when we say that is dishonest and the man will get a bad 
reputation, he looks, but does not quite dare to say, that he thinks us a 
pair of fools who need a man to look after us. 

When the plumber arrived from town with all the arrogance of his 
sex and trade he little thought that, like the doughty general, he would 
u march up the hill and then march down again." His experiences had 
evidently been with timid housewives who were cowed before his lordly 
manner, but Euphemia was fresh from her hospital campaign, and when 
the smoke of battle cleared away we heard the plumber telling the 
sympathizing carpenter that he was “ darned glad he didn't have to live 
with that woman." 

We have recently become members of the State and local Horti¬ 
cultural Societies and are greatly interested by the similarity to other 
societies not more than a thousand miles away “ whose names shall be 

There are the same energetic, enthusiastic ones who labor early 
and late and carry the burdens and responsibilities of the others, the 
same fault-finding objectors who do nothing themselves and feel it a 
duty to obstruct the workers, the same inert ones who are blown hither 
and yon by everybody's opinion and are too lazy to cultivate opinions of 
their own, and can always be depended upon to vote for every foolish, 
faddy idea presented, and the same few who drive a presiding officer 
to distraction by asking questions about things everybody knows were 
settled at the meetings last year. We labelled them all, and several 
times with one accord said to each other, “ There goes-." 

It is really remarkable how much similarity there is in horticulture 
and our previous work. The trees and vines are afflicted with all sorts 
of ills due to bacteria, and must be prescribed for and nursed like 
patients—yes, and dieted too. 

One of the papers read at a meeting we attended was upon “ Feed¬ 
ing an Orchard," which was quite as scientifically presented as one on 
“ Feeding a Typhoid" might be. Great stress is laid upon the chemistry 
of the soil, and we were much astonished to find it tested with litmus 
paper for acidity. 

Every spring the trees and vines are treated to repeated sprayings 
with some germicide, the one for the San Jose scale being an elaborate 
mixture of lime, sulphur, salt, and water, which is boiled for several 
hours and applied hot, which, it may be readily seen, involves tremendous 
labor and expense, but the effect of these various sprayings upon the 
trees and their fruits is as marked as the difference between surgery done 
with aseptic methods and that done without. The first year we bought 
our place there was scarcely a sound apple or plum, but the next year 

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we had bushels and bushels of beautiful fruit, and we look forward to 
still better results this coming season. 

It did not occur to us that the farm might afford us some hospital 
practice, but after a case or two in every department—obstetrics, gyna> 
cology, medicine, surgery, and contagion—we were ready to agree with 
the old lady who said she thought human nature was the same the 
world over even in liens." 

ihe two cows were dehorned in warm weather, and, as has been 
known in other surgical operations, the mistake was made of removing 
too much, and in consequence their heads had to be dressed morning 
and night for many days. We used the low 7 , sloping roof of a hen-house 
for a dressing-table, hung an irrigator on the limb of an oak-tree, and 
tied the cows between two trees, where they usually snorted and pawed 
and jerked their heads continually, which naturally expedited some of 
oui movements. After the dressings were on we devised a many-tailed 
bandage which was tied under their chins and to their halters; usually 
this bandage was made of some old seersucker petticoats, which gave 
the poor beasties the most ludicrous appearance, which they deeply 
resented by fussing and scratching through the bushes until they got 
them off, the whole pasture being strewn with the remains of various 
garments all summer. 

Among the chickens we have had a wide practice. The hawks hurt 
many little ones which they did not kill. One poor little creature which 
drooped for several days and died we found had a stab-wound of the 
abdomen, from a hawks bill, probably, and died of a typical peritonitis. 
They often have pneumonia, and in every “hatch" from an incubator 
there are a few who look as if they had marasmus, with large heads, 
small bodies, and weak legs. They have various ills for which they 
must be isolated, and really need as much care as sick children—indeed, 
we often think of the many poor, neglected youngsters who would be 
grateful enough for half the care that we give to our birds and beasts. 

(To be continued.) 

Treatment of Ri nu-Worm of the Scalp with the X-Ray.—T he 
New ) ork and Philadelphia Medical Journal , quoting from Preuse Medi- 
cale, says: “ Sabouraud and Noire report excellent results from this 
mode of treatment. Among the results are increase in the number of 
cures without hospital treatment, lessened number of hospital cases, 
diminution of the length of hospital treatment, and the abandonment of 
special local provisions for such patients/’