THE HONOR OF HONORS
A question of glory is soon to be settled by the jjiacLig of a
statue of Dr. -Crawford W. Long of Georgia in statuary hall at
' In visiting that hall you will recognize the statues of Wash
ington, Lincoln, Grant, Garfield and others, but you will have to
be told whom and what deeds the marble effigy of Dr. Long repre
sents. And yet Long's glory surpasses that of any other and will en
due as long as man lives and suffers.
After more than half a century of dispute and denial, it is gen
erally admitted that Dr. Long was the discoverer of anesthesia. -He
made the discovery in 1842, and immediately claimants of the glory
sprang up everywhere. Chief among these being Dr. W. G. T. Mor
ton, a Boston dentist. Later the medical societies of England,
France and the United States credited the discovery to Dr. Long, al
though it is conceded that Dr. Morton first made generahuse of an
esthetics. Strange to say, Dr. Long was at first abused. They roasted
him for not promptly publishing his discovery, but they now adniit
that this omission was unintentional. Then religious people de
nounced anesthesia as- deviltry, declaring that the Lord intended
men to suffer. But nowadays there's nobody so religious but he
will yell for laughing gas when his ulcerated tooth gets to jumping.
Also, while they roasted Long for being too "slow," they
rdasted-Morton for being too "fast," since he got out a patent right
on the use of anesthetics and! tried to make a fortune. But now
pretty much all- civilization gives the glory to Dr. Ldiig.
What would you do if you visited statuary hall at Washing
ton Would yovu worship before the statue of the warrior, the states
man or the politician, or would you reverence the man who gave to
mankind freedom from physical agony?
- o o '
"What did that very polite
man say when you called him a
member of the Ananias -club?
Did he exclaim, 'You're an
'"No, indeed. He smiled and
said, 'Welcome, fellow mem
King J. PierpontMorgan sat at.
the right hand of Emperor Wil
liam Hohenzollern in the Exkern-
foerde beer garden upon the occa
sion of an entertainment given to
the visiting yachtsmen at Kiel the
Swell Lady I'd like to 'know,
Bridget, what has become of all
the roast beef and cake that was
left over from yesterday.
Bridget Sure, mum, didn't
yer niver have, a perlaceman call
in.' on yez when you were my, age?,
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