A Half Century Among the Siamese and the Lāo: An AutobiographyMcGilvary, Daniel
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A Half Century Among the Siamese and the Lāo: An Autobiography
McGilvary, Daniel
Lao (Tai people); Missions -- Lao (Tai people); Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A. -- Missions
“For three weeks I have had a young prince in hospital who had
attempted suicide by cutting his throat. He was a fearful sight.
It did not seem possible that he could survive the night. I
sewed up the wound, however, and now he is well, and apparently
penitent.” [D. MCG.]
“We are well as usual, but engrossed in work. Your father is
pressed beyond measure with the work of two men. On the return
of Dr. Cheek’s boats, we received forty ounces of quinine; but
it is going at a fearful rate. The hospital is full of patients,
and there are at least one hundred more to be prescribed for
daily. If I did not drop everything else and help him, he could
not possibly get through the day’s work.” [MRS. MCG.]
“Soon the quinine was all gone, and our compound was becoming a
veritable lazaretto. Most of the patients were anæmic and
dropsical from long-standing fever. They came, because to remain
at home was to die. Then a new complication arose. Unusual
symptoms began to occur that I could not account for. One
morning at breakfast we were called to see a little girl who had
a hemorrhage. She had no cough and had no consumption. While I
was looking up the symptoms and cause, your mother discovered
that the bleeding was from the gums. That gave us the clue. It
was scurvy. I found that we had at least thirty others whose
gums were similarly diseased. We began at once to give them
lime-juice, and prescribed vegetables, for the lack of which
they were starving. It is the invariable custom of Lāo doctors
in cases of fever to put the patient on a strict diet of boiled
rice and dried fish. On such diet some of our patients had been
living for two or three months. They might as well have been on
an arctic voyage!” [D. MCG.]
“Day before yesterday we tried to have a picnic. A princess had
promised us two elephants, but only one came. Your father took a
horse. The three children and I rode the elephant. Our
destination was the Doi Sutēp temple. About half the way up the
mountain the elephant either concluded that there was no fun in
going up alone, or, more probably, that he had an uncomfortable
load, and refused to go any further. He turned out of the road,
and tried to throw the driver from his neck. The children became
alarmed, and we dismounted as best we could. The children
refused to try riding him again; and since we had come largely
for their pleasure, we had our lunch by a brook, and returned
home on foot.” [MRS. MCG.]
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