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1901.] THE LOCOMOTIVE. 127<br />

that cause cancer, and to produce cancer by injecting them into healthy animals. <strong>The</strong>se<br />

organisms are not bacteria or yeast cells, but protozoa. <strong>The</strong>re has long been a differ-<br />

ence of opinion as to whether cancer is due to alterations in nutrition or to a parasite.<br />

Now that the latter has been proved, cancer must be regarded as a preventable disease,<br />

and it remains to discover the method of its propagation. It must be remembered, of<br />

course, that Dr. Gaylord's discovery, like all others, rests on a long line of careful<br />

researches, carried on in many countries. <strong>The</strong>re are innumerable names connected with<br />

the development of the germ theory of disease, but the forerunners of Gaylord, who<br />

especially deserve mention in connection with cancer, are Scheuerlin, Kubasoff, Russell,<br />

Sanfelice, and Plimmer. — Popular Science Monthly.<br />

A correspondent of Steam Engineering tells a story of a city smoke inspector,<br />

who stopped at a certain steam plant in Boston, to see if the smoke ordinance was being<br />

violated. "He was invited to take a seat until the chief could go with him to the<br />

roof, and word was quietly passed around to fire heavily, and then not to fire again<br />

until further orders. This was done, and the inspector was conducted, in a leisurely<br />

fashion, to the roof. By the time they reached it, only a thin thread of smoke was<br />

coming from the chimney. Of course the iuspector had to light one of the chief's<br />

cigars, and as the scenery was quite pretty and the air breezy and cool, he was too comfortable<br />

to be in a hurry about going clown. <strong>The</strong> chief, of course, could not take the<br />

initiative. Suddenly a coal passer stuck his head through the hatchway, saying, '<strong>The</strong><br />

steam is going down like blazes, sor, and Mike wants to know can he fire up, now.'<br />

What the chief replied is not on record."<br />

Laid Down His Life for His Friend.<br />

William Phelps of Richmond, Kentucky, died a hero. His heroism was displayed<br />

without; hope of reward, in the face of almost certain death and amid surroundings<br />

bereft of all the enthusiasm, the cheers of comrades and the excitement of battle that<br />

lead to great deeds when the flag is to the fore and an enemy is to be overcome. This<br />

man deliberately made way for a comrade when the two were imprisoned in a boiler<br />

into which steam had been accidentally turned. <strong>The</strong>re was room for but one to escape<br />

and Phelps said, "You go first Jim, you are married." "Jim" went first and William<br />

died in horrible agony, but with a smile, and with the words " It was Jim's right to go<br />

first; he is married."<br />

William Phelps was a negro. He was a laboring man, and presumably had not<br />

received greater advantages than thousands of his fellows in the South. He was strong<br />

and full of the love of life implanted in all of us. Opportunity came to him to go first<br />

and escape comparatively unhurt. Deliberately he chose the path of absolute selfsacrifice,<br />

and thousands who read his story will think of the text, "Greater love hath<br />

no man than this, that he lay down his life for his friend." When we read of bad<br />

negroes who are ostracised not only by the whites but by many of their own kind, who,<br />

maddened by drink or brutalized by despair, commit crimes against humanity that<br />

deserve and almost always receive condign punishment, let us hesitate before we impute<br />

instinctive brutality to the race, remembering rather that there is no man in current<br />

history who showed a whiter soul than did William Phelps of Richmond, Kentucky,<br />

when he said, "You go first, Jim." — Unknown Contemporary.<br />

[<strong>The</strong> accident here referred to occurred some time ago in the Cerealine mills at<br />

Indianapolis, Ind. We are glad to print the foregoing tribute to the dead negro, and<br />

we regret that we are iinable to identify t lie paper in which it first appeared, so as to<br />

give that paper fuller credit for it.<br />

—<br />

Editor <strong>The</strong> <strong>Locomotive</strong>.]<br />

Between 1895 and 1900 the production of Portland cement increased from one to<br />

seven million barrels per year.

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