Twelve years ago, in France, a poor woman was bitten by a dog, undoubtedly rabid, near Notre-Dame, and taken to the Hotel Dieu, where the wound was at once cauterized. Several months after, she was recognized in the street by a student who had seen her under the operation. "Hallo!" he exclaimed, "you are not dead? The dog which bit you was nevertheless mad!" The poor woman, dismayed, was soon after seized with spasms of the most violent kind. Admitted d'urgence to the clinique of Dr. Bucquoy, she was put under treatment, but without avail, and died soon afterwards.
Of Such Stuff Are Doctors Made
From the January 1887 issue of The Christian Science Journal