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healthy ones by a four-wire barbed fence, and was just waiting 
until he had a good sized “bunch,” when he would have a report 
made and put an end to the whole business p. d. q. The seri¬ 
ous part of the affair, however, was that animals were being sent 
out daily from this corral for use. At another stamping out 
place the “ boss man ” told us in cold blood and while every 
one was perfectly sober and unexcited that he was at the end of 
his glanders scare, as the last case had been killed eleven days 
ago, and as nothing had shown up since he knew the disease was 
at the “end of it’s string.” He couldn’t understand, several 
days later, when he found out there was still more string. 
There was certainly a good field for missionary work among 
these apostles of science, but it is one of the misfortunes of war 
that the army at times becomes inoculated with a certain per¬ 
centage of cranks, who believe that whatever is is wrong, and that 
they are specially raised up by Providence to put it right; they 
are “agin” any man from any school (?) but their own, and 
would be so were it personally administered by the Supreme 
Being. They are envious as eunuchs,.and irresponsible as apes ; 
they are all astride some ham-strung medicine hobby, and in¬ 
dustriously riding it to the devil; every mother’s son of ’em has 
a panacea for all the ills that horse flesh is heir to, and run the 
entire gamut from simple bitters to nerve tonics; their heads 
are full of windmills, with cow bell attachments, ever jangling 
out of tune; they have picked up a few technical phrases from 
lecturers evidently as ignorant as themselves, and these they 
reiterate with the stupid persistence of a poll parrot discoursing 
of crackers; they break into the army by some hook or crook, 
and succeed in making a laughing stock of good men and hold- 
ing down the profession like a devil fish with his lunch hooks 
unli inhered. 
This way of doing it cannot live forever; truth will at last 
rise triumphant. She is a long time getting her wings, but 
when they do spread may they be all powerful. While waiting 
we are inclined to say with John Boyle O’Reilly: 
“I am tired of the show and seeming 
Of that life that is half a lie. 
Of the faces filled with scheming 
In the (‘fakes’) that hurry by.” 
Gerald E. Griffin, Vet. yth Cavalry , U. S. Army. 
At the final examinations of the New York-American Vet¬ 
erinary College last month, eleven gentlemen were recommended 
to the Council of the University for graduation. 
