gg no cases among the native Christians. The Mohammedans 

 are the hopeless class. Their mullahs (priests) ought to be 

 shot for they forbid all good adherents to leave their plague- 

 infested homes, saying that if they do so, they show opposition 

 to the will of Allah. Those who "go out" are deprived of 

 their burial rights and have no procession to follow them to 

 the grave. 



May 24, 1905, Land our Hills: I have no idea as to what I am 

 to do next winter. When I left Chicago, Dr Hektoen said 

 that if he were living when I returned, he would find me a 

 place. Enough work to keep me busy and enough money to 

 enable me to live are all I ask. 



My father and I spent a day and a half at Kasauli where the 

 Pasteur Institute of India is located. I am glad we went, for 

 now I am acquainted with one of the most delightful men I 

 have ever met, Lieutenant-Colonel Semple, the director and 

 founder. The antivivisectionists, you know, have enough 

 influence [in the British Islands] to prevent the founding of 

 government Pasteur institutes. So Dr Semple of the Royal 

 Army Medical Corps and an assistant to Dr A E Wright (the 

 only original pathologist they have in England) came out here 

 and founded one which is supported by voluntary contribu- 

 tions. I will tell you more about the place and of the enthu- 

 siasm of its founder and his assistants when I return. But 

 you will gain some idea of the excellent work that is being done 

 when the last year shows that out of 6 1 2 patients which came 

 here from all parts of India for antirabic treatment, there were 

 only .81% failures. Between 70 and 80 patients are under 

 treatment now. India is a hotbed and perhaps the birthplace 

 of rabies. On account of the ignorance and superstition of 

 the natives but few of those bitten come for treatment. How- 

 ever, the successful cases return to their friends and so the 

 work is gradually gaining headway. Another institute is now 

 to be founded in Madras. — I am invited to "tea" at Woodstock 

 School and have to go. I hate teas and all their kind. 



May 31, 1905, Land our Hills: I wish you were here to enjoy 

 this beautiful scene. My father and I are baching it at Wood- 

 stock cottage, a very nice little place stuck on the southern 

 slope of this hill which runs up to Laltibba (red top) about 



