anxious about its nutrition & growth but is most willing to 227 

 consult with others concerning its welfare. If we advise him 

 to feed the baby sliced cucumbers, it will be our own funeral. 



We are enjoying our stay here very much. The air & the 

 water are fine. The Woolley family give Marie & me & the 

 children the companionship we like and we will probably stay 

 as long as they will let us run up the bill. 



Well, old Ulysses, we look forward to the tales of your 

 wanderings. P S You might tell Martin that if there is any 

 difficulty in filling the job out West that I would advise them 

 to get Dr B. He is so good that I wish we had him in Cinti. 

 He is just out of service. 



WHERRY returned to the home town to take a more 

 than common interest in the amalgamation of its 

 "public health" interests into one. The Cincinnati public 

 health council was being born and now came up the unex- 

 pected picture of Wherry devising and correcting drafts of its 

 constitution and by-laws! I found among these papers the 

 script of one of his public addresses, never printed, revealing 

 beyond expectation. This is how he could combine science, 

 poetry, propaganda and inducement to the listener to follow 

 the sawdust trail : 



Over twenty-three times as much money is expended yearly 

 by this city for fire and police protection of property as 

 is expended for the conservation of health (20 cents per 

 capita) . . . 



A new tribe of savages was recently discovered in the inte- 

 rior of the island of New Guinea. Among them, swine are 

 sacred and not uncommonly a mother will kill her baby to 

 suckle a young pig! You shudder . . . But we, too, spend 

 fortunes and rush experts across the continent to save our hogs 

 from cholera and our sheep from anthrax . . . while we let 

 our babies die. . . . 



A worm, too small to be seen, forms the heart of the largest 

 and most beautiful pearl. Nature is a strange artisan! At the 

 other extreme there is born from a worm the Winged Death — 

 the common house fly. Conceived in filth, born of the manure 



