The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, March 7, 1897, Page 17

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, MARCH 7, 1897. 17 The Strangest Claim Ever Yet JMade / A San Francisco Scientist Declares That the X Ray Will Garr 4 y y Medicines Through the Flesh Tissues. JQUIPPED with a static machine to | E : electricity, a Crookes tube J. Woolf is conducting in ¥ a series of experi- | g in view a complete demon- 1 of something new alike to med science. His cent i it is possible with the X ray. solely through the agency of that , to convey through the | j Jy medicines of | atus which has already been roughly | that it is possible to see through the abdo- i = i S body e o ABRcE : L o b bt e e U e e There comes a voice not far away. And shadows tell the day is done, oes so far as to say that he is | The static machine is a very large af- | sence of heat is in accordance with From "neath some bush—a cheerful voice. The mournful note grows in his song he has tis y nor be the e to de the purpose of t to affirm that Dr. Woc stinc partly from Woolf's | ritted for e confident | Jue scientific | | i perhaps many cen- | nas been prevalent | 1s of the globe that the possess not only the but that also they afe | machine by | and some will say, they aremot the heat rays nor the ordinary light rays. Dr. Woolt reasoned, “cannot these ultra-violet rays, in other words the action of the sun rays, pe intensified so that in a few minutes as much may be effected as could ordinarily result after many days?’ In his experi- ments, tending to demonstrate that his conclusions as to the actual facts are accu- rate, Dr. Woolf has employed the appar- fair, driven steadily by water-power and vielding an unfailin=supply of electricity, the conditions being those of the alter- nating current. At a distance of feet, connected directly with the static thoroughly well protected thorougaly insulated wires, is a Crookes tube of very large size, supported on a siandard. It is through the Crookes tube that Dr. Woolf focuses so to speak the ultra-violet rays upon the subject of his experiments. The produc- tion of the ) directly from the static machine without any intervening coil or battery is & factor which Dr. siders unique and valuable. The remaining conditions are easily de- | scribed. The class of chemicals mo easily caused by the X rav to penetrae | a few | Woolf con- | writer, who took sparks from different points on the insulated wires. The air dur- by the electricity. Perhaps this molecular activity is largely a factor. The X ray concentrating,supposititiously at least, beneficial rays of the sun and directing them to the anointed part, is produced by the static machine without the evolution of any heat in" the Crookes tube. The rays generated are so powerful acknowledged electric theories, because there are no calorific effects in the gener- ation of erergy by the static machine. Dr. Woolf says that “Whether the static machine has anything to do with the | effect of the X rays in carrying medicine into the system is, of course, a matter for | conjecture. Certain it is that the X rays { will not produce the effect alone. The static machine causes the atmosphere to | be penetrated for several feet around with electricity which may possibly cause a molecular disturbance in the flesh tissues, so that the rays can do the work of carry- ing the medicine. This can, however, only be determined ir the future. y discovery was made only a short It may be summed up simply that the mysterious radiance in | time ago. in this, I When patches show through' melting snow, And softer winds begin to blow, Though Winter still seems king of all, When meadow larks begin to sing. When early day dawns sad and gray, That bids us in our life rejoice: And spirits cannot long be dark When sings the early meadow lark. An hour hence, along the fence, A matin concert will commence. Each lark will sing, and pipe and trill Just when he likes and as he will; A deafening chorus of bird glee From fence and bush, from shrub and tree. [\ In midday’s heat, clear, wild and sweet, A lark calls at our very feet, Then flies to where an answering 11} val size and novel in some | thinks theyare the my fieno‘;u ulica-yiolet | ing the experimens 1 undonbiealy in so There comes a soft, half-moumnful call Comes from the top of yonder hill the production of the X rays, | rays, which are known to have, he says, | tive and rapid vibration. Every atom in the And farmers straightway think of Spri And i W y rinor and. Bocessors apoli. | capacity to penetrate. “Why,” so he has | boly of the subject is insensibly affected 1 Strajghtway ik, of, Spring Plodding plowBoye stop.to harc The lovesong of the meadow lark. == V. ‘When the glad sun his course has run, As of a longing vain but strong— That finds an echo in edch heart, is of life'a part. As darkness grows and-dimness throws O'er fields where birds have found repose Our minds in double darkness grope For ray of joy or sound of hope, We hear it thrilli The warble of a meadow. lark. :s when properly applied. | bave bien instituted in con- s and elsewhere for patients a chance the Luman system are rouszhly described | passing through flesh tissues is capable of . nor will Dr. Woolf be more | carrying with it certain particles. These specific in alluding to them. In adcition | particles can be in the form of certain to the X ray the subject is to become | chemicals, which are carried directly into 1 beneficial resuits from sun hs 1d be brought. Coupled with the theory of the penetrating nature of e practice of gs or chemi- | n directly or If benefit is ceived in solariums, and those ber at least reasonabl s € aceable or trays are these which f venetrative ana curative power? Surely, | THE APPARATUS USE thoroughly electrified, so that a spark can readily be taken from any partof the body. The electric current passes in | through an insulated stool,, upon which the feet of the subject rest. The first evi- | dence of complete electrification is the | unmistakable tendency of the Subject’s hair to stand upon end. The subject, judging by the experience of the writer, | ioes not experience any cular sensa- | ile he is becomingz electrified. s, carefully insalated, neverthe- | less give out much electricity, leakage, and this was fully determined by thel D IN THE REMARKABLE > the system, and should there be a diseased part it will surely be reached and a cure can be effected. That this can be done [ | bave in a number of cases fully demon- strated. I simply have anointed the skin over the diseased or painful part and then subjected it to a few minutes’ ex- posure under the X ray, and that is all there is to it.” Dr. Woolf is young. He is an enthusi- astic electrician and physician. He firmly believes that he has discovered something new in electrical application, as his re- s indicate. There 1s no doubt that his claim will be vigorous!y discussed. -RAY OPERATION. "ITb—e_'JéfssifewBenEOn ‘Fremont of To-Day And the Golden Memories That Cluster Thick About the Noble Woman in Her Galifornia Home W HE spicy peppers have grown tall, | :’r have branched, have bloomed and | JA/3 fruited mto aromatic clusters of scarlet berries, these many years, along the streets of beautiful Los Angeles—since John C. Fremont first took | up his headquarters in that low adobe house standing now in a populous resi- dence district of this city. By a prett shower- uncertain days of the last Presidential campaign as the wives of the candidates. She could apprec ate, in part, the feeling | of pride in her husband’s achievement | that filled the breast of Mrs. McKinley; | and she couid appreciate still more fully the regretful sorrow that must have per- meated the breast of Mrs. Bryan, when she read of the triumphal entry of ber | But none of these were as interesting as the story she told of the courtship of Gen- eral Fremont and of her romantic mar- riage to the explorer. She met John C. Fremont in the very late thirties. Fre- mont was then a second lieutenant of en- gineers in the United States army and was engaged in a survey of the territory that lay between the Missouri and Upper riv- to be an ardent wooer and at once began to press his suit. The object of his affec- | tions looked favorably upon his wooing, | but the parentsof the young lady seriously | objected to his attentions to their daughter. i Colonel Benton was vehement and out- spoken in his opposition to young Fre- mont’ssuit. Hedeclared that hisdaughter should not wed an army subaliern. He declared that the army was not a profes- sion; that an officer’s income was only a salary that ended with his life, leaving his widow a helpless ward of the War Depart- ment. Mrs. Benton’s objecticn to Fre-| mont’s suit was based upon the extreme youth of her daughter. Both father and mother expressed the greatest personal regard for the young lieutenant, but they were determined, for the reasons they gave and which they considered all suf- ficient, that he should not wed their child. But the soldier-lover.was persistent. He told the father of the young girl he loved of his ambitions; how he intended to rise above the rank of a simple lieutenant of engineers and make for himself a name that should be illustrious; but to all the young lover's pleadings the father turned a deaf ear, and would oiten become impa- tient at the yonng man for his persistence. It was during the summer of 1841, while young Fremont was endeavoring to over- come these impediments that had been placed in the way of his marriage, that he received a strange but emphatic order from the War Department to make an ex- upon the extreme frontier and upon whose banks the hostile Sacs and Fox Indians made their homes, The order was a strange and mysterious one, but it was in- exorable. The young lieutenant and his sweetheart suspected that the idea of send- ing him into such distant territery eman- ated from Colonel Benton, who hoped that during the long absence of the soldier his daughter might be weaned away from what he considered a mere infatuation of hers. There were but two courses open to young Kremont—to obey the order or throw up his commission. He was a soldier and he obeyed orders! With the best spirits he could command Fremont set out upon his perilous expedition. He discharged his duty with so much credit to himself that the gallant soldier return- ing not only found the loyal heart of his lady love awaiting him, but an appoint- ment to explore the Rocky Mountains and also to find a new emigrant trail to the Great West. 7 Soon after the young officer’s return to Washington on the 19th of October, 1841, he and Miss Jessie Benton were quietly wedded in Washington. Colonel Benton and his wife soon became reconciled to amiraticn of the Des Moines -River, then | Where the Palace Hotel Now Stands aiter a year of absence, returns, flushed with success, to claim his girlish bride. Nor does she leave them with a plain wed- ding-ring and an equally plain future. Step by step/ she paces out for them a career as brilliant and eventful asshe does for the children of her dearest favor. The year after his marriage ycung Fre- mont bade his youthful bride farewell and started on his perilous expedition to the Rocky Mountains and hegan a career marked by hardships and vicissitudes, but which finally earned for him the fame of being a Presidential candidate and the name of *‘Pathfinder.” in these various fortunes of her hus- band the young wife shared, but history sometimes forgets to paint the sorrows and anxieties which preyed upon her heart while ke marched onward and up- ward through peril and misfortune. But better. Her soft, glowing whi'e hair is brushed away from a brow serene and tranquil, and her bright, steady eye and beautiful smile are but tempered with a trace of that experience which has swept through her life only to ennoble it. Her daughter, Miss Elizabeth Fremont, whose share of experience in those event- ful years was not a little, gives many lovely pictures of her mother; brief glimpses, it is true, but touched always with that steady lighting of strength and sincerity so characteristic and so admira- ble. *We had a rare opportunity to. test our patience once,” she said smilingly, after finishing a bit of personal history “Our camp at one time, justa group of tents, was pitched on the present site of the Palace Hotel in San Francisce. “The City then was made up of the worst Some Rich and Rare Memories of “The lf)ays of 0ld” Whér\ Golonel John G. Fremont, “The Pathfinder,” Pitched His Tent on the Ground ripples with laughter when her lieutenant, | these bygone troubles of Mrs. Fremont | zon, where the blue of world and sky | have made her broader and sweeter and met.”" | Mrs. Fremont publishea a book several | years ago under the title of “'Souvenirs of My Time,” in which she recounts most graphically the most striking incidents of | uer eventful Iife, The name of Fremont will always be in- ! separably connected with the history of | California. The old Californian—it does | not matter which kind—he who used to talk of Pike County, or of baked beans, or he who still talks of the time when the | water came up to Montgomery street—the | old pioneer, I sa is proud of the Cali- | fornia Battalion, and we, its natives, are { proud of it, too. We honor them, those fine old pioneers, who were so solid for it and for ity leader, John C. Fremont. But 1 venture to say there is another kind of Califorma battalion to-day—a more quiet, perhaps smaller, but none the less loyal SN NN NN N | even if not strange, coincidence, the pep- | husband’s iate opponent into the National | ers. The young officer was Introduced | the marriage—so soon, that the very next pers bave grown tall, 100, beforo (hat other | Capital; for the same feelings had been | into the home of Colonel Thomas H. | year the colonel intrusted his 12-year-old | ome which, after many years, 1s destined | hers on one similar occasion just forty | Benton, then United States Senator from | son, Randoiph, to the care of Fremont as i now to be that of the peloved wife of the | years ago to the day. Missouri, and at first sicht, according to | his companion during his expediuon to explorer’s youth, Jessie Benton Fremont. | But those memories have lost, I fancy, | his confession to the young lady after she | the Rocky Mountains. This name, so cloriously written upon | Somewhat of their power to stir the quiet | became his wife, fell decply in love with | Does not interest cluster about a girl of the paces of history of the entire country | of that sweet old lady, who rests and | Miss Jessie Benton, the second daughter | 16—a bright, vivacivus, charming girl—in i T \s that of early Cilifornia, is not | dreams in the languorous beauty of her | of t e Senator, and then a young girl but | love with a soldier? Romance rejoices MRS. FREMONT familiar to a younger generation wkich | southern garden and enjoys only the |15 yearsold. The young lieutenant proved | that an irate father opposed them, and NAND DAUGHTER. e of that Presidential | Bolden reflection of those dazzling days | Y = campaign in 1836, when the followers of | Without their jar and discord. | the Republ standard took off their| It was in this mood I found her one hats and yated for its candidate for | WArm {ragrant evening. She lives in | ief executive, John C. Fremont, ‘the | Adams street, that part of Los Angeles | and the best elements—the quiet, peace- | company—out for the election to leader- athfinder,” and then cheered for his|remarkable forits fair homes, made fairer loving old padres and the habitues of the | ship of such as this one of California's beautiful wife, the lovable woman who is | by the Juxuriance and charm of tropical hundred gambiing dens. Sprinkled in be- | dearest women, she who shared the vi- now spending the evening of her life | gardens. Magnolias overshadow the fresh tween these two were the miners and pros- | cissitudes of the State and Nation, the i within view of the scene of some of the | !8W0, orange trees and fan paims gather | pectors, men of all grades and types, out | daughter of the Senator and the wife of most thril ling incidents in her husband’s eventful career. As she sits in her lovely | home amid beautiful California flowers | to-day, and discusses the changes through | which the Governm e reads of th 1t has recently gone; | uguration of a new | ful the spot which she has chosen for the | tbe perfumes in their cooler masses, and the graceful, willowy pepper flings out its scarlet, bead-strung clusters to every pass- ing breeze, all conspiring to make beauti- | home of her dec ining vears. NS of which sprang the manhood of our present day. Once when my mother was very ill, we attempted to buy for her some egzs with which to tempt her apyetite. The market price was $12 a dozen, but at this particular time the possessor of such | the candidate—Jessie Benton Iremont. May Brossox LINDLEY. His Last Poem. | Blows the wind tc-day, and the sun and rain are flying, President of the Natior e hears the| She was sitting in her pretty reception- aluxury would not part with them for | e vi ' ‘) 7 ws th ind on the moors to-d echoes of those rs, thinking, as a pol- | 0om, its windows thrown open to the thrice that amount. In vain be was | BloL;wl e wind o ay and n thinks, after long years of trained | 46wy night, so warm and wooing in this offered again and again an ever increasing | where about the graves of the martyrs the it, of the country’s perils and the country’s needs in the past and at the t. broader and more beautifully, she thinks as a woman, of the wives of Me- Kinley and ot Bryan. even without parly preference, knowing as but few women do among the millions of women in this great Republic just whatitis to be the wife of | a Pre-idential candidate, one of those few | who, through a glorious if seemingly al- | most endless summer have looked for- | ward to that day so full of meaning to all“ Americans—the 4th of every fourth November, And on last Thursday, the day of Presi- dent McKinley’s inauguration, sne could fully realize and sympathize with the con- flicting emotions of these two women w..0 had passed through the soul-harrowing,-l southern latitude, and she herself as warm and wooing as the air. Her daughter wus [ with her, und a friend—some very dear triend, who proudly professed her love as she arose to go. Everything and every- body zeems to love Mrs. Fremont, And then followed a most delightful evening, for Mrs. Fremont has seen so many phases of lite and has pathered around her such a store of reminiscences that she is a charming conversationalist and a delightful entertainer. She talked of a fashionable wedding in Washington at which she apveared in all the glory of a bridesmaid when she was but 15; she told of ner travels in Europe, of her journey- ings to the Golaen State in the early days of California to join her aaventurus hus- band, and of many other incidents of her life that were highly entertaining. Sl OLD HERDQUARTERS OF JOHN C FREMONT, ON MAIN S T,L0S ANGELES, e Lo e price, but be stubbornly refused to sell. Siiortly after these hopeless negotiations were abandoned eur untempted eggman was not to be found; but ere long he ap- peared at the door of our tent, beaming like the full moon with smiles and bright- ness, and in his most elegant manner kindly presented a little package of eggs to mother—all he had. “But the beauty and glory all about us compensated much for our deprivations. Iremember of trgveling by wagon from the bay country to Mariposa through scores of miles, level as a floor, and all overflowed with bloom. In our white- covered ‘‘schooner’’ we crossed the San Joaquin Valley, its great expanse blue and billowy as the sea from masses of azure blossoms. We seemed absolutely to swim up into the dimly outlined hori- whaups are crying, My heart remembers how! Gray recumbent tombs of the dead in desert places, Standing stones on the vacant wine-red moor, Hiils of sheep, and the homes of the silent vanished races, And winds, austere and pure, Be it granted me to behold you again indying, Hiils of home! and to hear again the call; Hear about the graves of the mertyrs the fee- wees eryin-, And hear no more at all! ROBERT Louss £7) v, in the Artbengum, Vaceination has just been introduced into Afghanistan, by the advice of Miss Hamilton, an English physician, who is in attendance upon the Ameer. —_—————— ‘The thieves of Great Britain steal about £8,000,000 worth of property every year.