University of Pennsylvania School of Veterinary Medicine - Scalpel Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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Making a spiral ascension with the ultimate object of a trip to Pennsylvania, I had risen only a few miles when a treacherous current of air carried me forcefully out to sea. Twenty-four hours later natur-e's elements became subservient to theforce of my propeller, and seeing a green spot beneath me I descended and found myself in County Cork, Ireland. It was gratifying indeed to learn that Collins and Kingston were serving His Majesty' by looking after the royal stable of hunters maintained in that county. Anxious to again see the hills of my na- tive State, I made a hurried canvass of probable customers and the following week started for Philadelphia. Time had wrought many changes, and when I alighted in the U. of P. Hos- pital yard, the building long since completed, with a green terrace and fountain in the court, far exceeding my fondest expectations. .The honk-honk of a horn attracted my attention, and a glance in the direction of the .-Xrch revealed Pop Stevens at the wheel of a modern auto-ambulance, returning with a case of azoturia. Stevens informed me that a specific for this had recently been dis- covered by Dr. Bredt while attending to his hne practice on South street. Further information revealed the fact that Dr. Deegan had an office in NVest Philadelphia, and had met with such success that he had purchased a beautiful home at Wfoodland and Baltimore avenues. Saxe was the proud owner of an Equine Dental Hospital on Lombard street, and Meyer Schwartz had accepted a position as City Milk Inspector. Leaving here August 17, I started in to clean up the remaining points on my schedule, At Saint Clair, Dr. Curley was found running the XVeekly Bugle, through the columns of which he had become one of the leading, politicians of his state. Wfeymart disclosed Norton and his able assistants, Fessler and Reif- snyder, conducting a campaign against contagions pleuro-pneumonia, the lirst out- break since ISQZ. I Stopping for a day at the Lancaster County Fair, I was attracted by the fine parade of premium stock, and I learned that the blue-ribbon Ayrshires and first- prize mules were the property of Deubler and Stubbs. These two men were making wonderful advancement in the improvement of live stock, and were pub- lishing a book on Breeds and Breeding. Making my way toward my machine, the shrill whistle of a peanut-wagon tickled my ear, and thinking that I would indulge, I made for the noise and looked into the hardened face of Barnes, who was standing on a soap-box and shouting, 'tItIere they are! Red hot! Five a bag. The hawk-like features of a 'ftin-horn shark running a shell game which was being liberally patronized, caught my eye, and upon closer scrutiny I was not surprised to see the old grafter Koontz relieving the unsuspecting public of its hard-earned dough, Koontz, not wishing to be thought the scapegrace of the class, asked me to take a second look at the red-nosed gentleman in the loud plaid suit who, nervously smoking a cigarette, watched the ponies flash under the wire, finishing the last race of the day and subsequently closing Royers well-made book, repre- senting winnings equivalent to the year's crops of Lancaster county. Determined to escape any further disappointments, I rushed for my machine, turned on full power and shot skywarcl for live miles. when my tank exploded. The car turned turtle, and with her nose pointed for terra nrma, descended with lightning speed, hit a soft place in the earth and did not stop until, striking the regions of eternal heatf, it penetrated the cement ceiling of Mephisto's private office and I was warmly welcomed by Moyer, who was making arrangements with the Old Boy for an Alumni llanquet in the year 2000, D. IO4 I

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