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ERNIE PYLE

\ ILLIAMSBURG, Va., March restoration of Williamsburg John D. Rockefeller Jr.'s idea. The man behind the scenes, the man who thought it up first, the man who sold Rocke-

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one who interests me. He is an Episcopalian minister, Goodwin is his name. well, I don't knowg like an Army colonel in mufti, I guess. about 60, a nice looking, well built man, who wears a gray suit and smokes a pipe and talks very rapidly in a soft voice. He believes mm ghosts. He is very busy. over old Bruton Parish Church, teaches classes in the “philosophy

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College and has been the moving spirit through the 10 years of restoration, Dr. Goodwin was born and schooled in Richmond, started on law but switched to the ministry, spent seven years In a slum parish in Petersburg (that gave him a balance) and arrived in Williamsburg in 1903. vears later he went to Rochester, N. Y. to serve a rich congregation (that gave him balance on the other side). After 13 years he came back here. But it was on his first appearance, more than 30 years ago, that the germ of a “restored” Williamsburg began to play around in his head. In 1925, the president of William and Mary College was to give an address before the Phi Beta Kappa society in New York, He couldn't go, so he sent Dr. Goodwin. Dr, history of William and Mary and of Williamsburg. He didn’t know Rockefeller was in the audience After it was over a friend introduced them, Dr. Goodwin invited Rockefeller down to Williamsburg. Rockefeller often laughs and tells the minister It was the most expensive invitation he ever accepted.

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stayed several days. He spent hour just walking around town He returned to New York, and Dr. Goodwin gave up hope. About a year later Rockefeller was in Williamsburg again, for a Phi Beta Kappa banquet. Dr. Goodwin made up his mind not to say anything to him about it. But after the banquet, Rockefeller sat down beside him and said, “Have you thought any more about the restoration?” Dr. Goodwin said he had thought about practically nothing else. Then Rockefeller said to go ahead and draw up plans, Dr. Goodwin hired architects and surveyors, they began measuring the city, They did all work between midnight and 5 a. m. so as arouse curiosity.

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Worked Year on Plans

R. GOODWIN worked every night for a vear on plans and measurements, and then sent his specifications to Rockefeller. He also sent word that could buy a certain house for a certain sum. Back came a telegram, “Buy it.” The telegram was signed “David's Father.” That was the oil man's way of insuring secrecy. David is one of his sons. All his wires to Dr. Goodwin for many years were sighed that way. Dr. “Mr. David” half the time, Dr. Goodwin started buying property in 1927, town almost went crazy, wondering what it was all about. He bought $1,800,000 worth of property before Villiamsburg knew that John ID. Rockefeller Jr. was bebind the thing.

Mrs. Roosevelt's Day

By ELEANOR ROOSEVELT TLANTA, Ga., Fridayv-——We left Washington last night at midnight. The evening for me was fairly hurried. After I went to the Mayflower Hotel with the President to the big dinner there and greeted the assembled throng, Mr. Lawrence Robert, secretary of the National Democratic Committee, escorted me to the new Willard Hotel. Here I first greeted the voung Democrats in the downstairs dining room, and then went up to the banquet room which was more crowded than I have ever seen it before. They "told me they had some 1400 people dining there. Because 1 could not stay verv rupted their dinner and Mr. Maury Texas, the toastmaster of the evening, me, said only a few words. Then I proceeded to another dining room and greeted the young Democrats there before leaving the hotel. I must sav that it is encouraging to find s0 many voung Democrats growing up to strengthen the Party, and I hope they will retain their youth on into old age, for we need the flexibility and enthusiasm of youth to make any political party respond to today’s needs. I wish very much that F.P.A. and the New York Herald-Tribune had not parted company so sudAenly, for I miss his column greatly. If this could have been done in a more leisurely fashion we might have been able to find his column in another paper. We slept late this morning, went inte the dining car for breakfast and enjoyed the glorious sunshine which poured in through the windows. One little girl, looking very stolid and entirely bewildered, was brought up to me to shake hands. wondering if, in the future, these children will be a‘ all interested to know that they once shook hands with a President's wife? They certainly are not very much interested at the moment, and show distinct relief when their fond parents lead them away.

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HE name of Henry D. Thoreau may recall to many the stanch abolitionist, the famous naturalist, or the colleague of American intellectual leaders of the 19th century. But in MEN OF CONCORD (Houghton-Miiflin; edited by Francis H. Allen), a compilation from Thoreau’s voluminous journals, we have a delightful record of conversations with fellowtownsmen, understanding comment on the vagaries of human lives, and keen insight into the characters of such men as Emerson, William Ellery Channing, Bronson Alcott and Hawthorne. Even more important than the illumination which he throws on the characters of the great and of the unknown, is the underlying portrait of Thoreau himself—shrewd, philosophical, gentle and amusing—not the recluse of “Walden,” ple, who enjoyed drawing out the fisherman, the common laborer the town loafer and the literary folk. Thoreau’s position in American letters is becoming more firmly entrenched with the years and “Men of Concord” is a fit introduction to his distinctive mind. The book is exquisitely illustrated by N. C. Wyeth who has recreated in color the activities of the New England life and the seasons of the New England year.

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HE woman, “rescued from the eclipse of the queen,” has been brought to life in the biography which Mrs. Carola Oman Lenanton calls simply HENRIETTA MARIA (Macmillan), This is a scholarly study of the daughter of Henry IV of France and Queen of Charles I of England; a scholarly study, but written in the modern manner, which is fitting for the life of the charming, naive and tragic figure presented. Henrietta Maria married Charles I at the age of 15, after much dickering. Four years of their marriage they spent in unhappy quarreling because she was & Catholic and he did not like the French followers she brought to England—and neither did the English people. Then they fell in love and lived a model married life until the force of events separated them a few years before his death.

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SURGERY IN FORBIDDEN LAND 30 Minutes Under Knife and the Girl Who Stared’ Is Happy Again

(Last of a Series) By JACK FOSTER

Times Special Writer HE thin face of the patient was relaxed under the sixth grain of morphine given a half-hour before and the ether oil anesthesia just administered. Her tired, distraught expression had faded. Her staring, unnaturally large eves were closed, and her black hair was inclosed in a rubber cap. Over her young body a white sheet had been thrown up to her shoulders. Near her, in watchful efficiency, stood three nurses with rubber-gloved hands, the anesthetist and the assistant surgeon, Above her, a frown drawing his eyes together. bent the trained genius of this little episode—the gland surgeon. It was 7 a. m.—the time when life is, or should be, at its freshest—and it was the moment set for the operation. How she would have mocked vou if, a vear ago, vou had predicted that she would be lying on the operating table in a hospital today. She had just come to New York then. Twenty-one and still breathless from the discovery of her own self, she rejoiced all day in the impersonal magnitude of the city. It was, as such youngsters from the prairies make it, one great, amazing adventure to her. But six, or perhaps seven months ago a frightening change began to take possession. Her weight melted and weariness gnawed at her nerves. She came to shrink from the sight of her friends and when she was alone she fell into violent fits of purposeless crying. on » n ND then the most terrifying change of all! Her eves began to stare. At first only slightly, but after a while they stood out, whenever open, like the eyes of one who has seen a specter. Meanwhile, into her face came an expresion of frozen fear that all the makeup in the world would not hide. And a swelling began in the root of the neck. One day her employer saw her trying, with trembling hands, to hide her bulging eyes beneath a green shade. He was so much wiser than most employers. He sent her to his own physician who, pretty certain what it was, but wanting an expert's opinion, took her to the gland surgeon. The examination was brief, but thorough. “You're right, doctor. Graves disease,” said the surgeon. He also gave it the technical name-—ex-ophthalmic goiter—and in a patient voice, as he recorded the 112 pulse, he talked to the young woman about goiters. A goiter, he said, is the result of some maladjustment ot the thyroid gland, which is one of the ductless glands affecting especially growth and nutrition. It lies at the root of the neck. It manufactures thyroxin, a secretion of high iodine content, When there is too little iodine in the thyroid, you may get a case of common goiter, which is usually relieved by giving the patient proper doses of iodine. You may also get, if the condition is congenital, a case of cretinism—a weak, stupid boy or girl whose mind and body if not treated never will mature. But this is rare. On the other hand, if the thyroid is producing too much thyroxin—hyperthyroidism, it's called —you may get any of several degenerative diseases.

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NE of these,” said the gland surgeon, “is Graves disease. That is your trouble.” “But how did I get it?" she pleaded earnestly. “I've never done anything to deserve these bulging eyes and this terrible nervousness. Where did it come from?” “How can I say for sure?” replied the surgeon, who had heard this plaintive query so often from the sick. “There is still s0 much to be learned about the ductless

glands that the causes of disturbance often lie in mystery. But this much is certain: Your thyroid must be restrained surgically.” “An operation then!” she said. “Are you sure it's necessary?” “It's certainly indicated,” he continued. “You might got well without it, of course. But, on the other hand, you might suffer a gradual heart degeneration, becoming at last a chronic invalid.” “And what are my chances of pulling through?” “You have everything on your side,” he said. “You're young. Your heart is not badly affected. And, best of all, you came to us early.” And so the young woman with the staring eyes two weeks ago had begun life in a New York hospital. A begonia plant, sent by her employer, flowered on ihe white table, Nurses were her hourly companions. They kept her strictly in bed. They gave her sedatives at intervals; she must rest. They placed ice bags covered with towels over her heart and slightly swollen thyroid. This was all in preparation for the operation. She was now sleeping peacefully on the operating table, snoring a little. At her side, on a stool, sat the anesthetist with tanks of ether oil and oxygen and instruments to check her blood pressure, pulse aad respiration. n n ”

LL right,” said the anesthetist. The surgeon nodded. With a roll of gauze held by forceps, his assistant painted the front of the neck with iodine. Then, taking an instrument from one of the nurses, the surgeon drew a slightly concave incision

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over the protuberant part of the goiter,

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lay 25 vears of study, training, oband the accumulated experience of centuries of surgical inquiry. There hovered in the gray of morning, looking on enviously the ghosts of those great, brave surgeons of the past—of Guy de Chauliac, Henri de Mondeville, Pare, Lister and, in this case especially, of Theodore Kocher, the Swiss, who in 1878 was the first to operate upon the thyroid. With deft strokes now the gland surgeon cut flaps upward and downward. These he pulled outward, revealing the preglandular muscles, and the vessels were clamped so that there was practically no bleeding. Swiftly now, he drew an incision down the muscles. This disclosed the gland capsule, which he also opened, bringing into view the purplish tissue of the gland itself. The gland has two lobes and an isthmus joining them: The right lobe the surgeon tractioned to the surface. At this point the patient stirred. Promptly the anesthetist allowed a little more ether oil to flow into her system. Then with strokes too fast and intricate to put in a paragraph, the surgeon removed the greater part of the tissue from this lobe. Then from the left lobe; then from the isthmus. Only a thin covering of tissue remained, and the surgeon, from whose forehead a nurse was sponging a corrugation of sweat, stepped back to let the assistant finish the job.

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WELDS TESTED AND PRISONERS SEARCHED BY ELECTRIC EYE

By DAVID DIETZ

Times Science Editor

PORTABLE X-ray made it possible to examiue

steel conduits in the Boulder Dam | | for

faulty welds. An “electronic frisker” is being used in the Chicago Detective Bureau as a means for locating concealed weapons in prisoners’ clothing. Thus does theoretical science become practical in widely divergent fields. It is now common to use an X-ray machine to test electric welds in boilers, pressure drums, and similar devices. But usually, the X-ray apparatus is installed in a spécial room and the work to be examined is brought to it. At Boulder Dam, some of the con-

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would be simpler to bring the X-ray machine to the conduits and so a portable apparatus was developed. Testing the welds was highly important because these pipes will have to stand a pressure of 300

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of a small coil of wire connected to suitable radio amlifiers and an alarm bell. This small “exploring coil” is passed rapidly over the suspect's clothing. If he has any article of iron or steel concealed, whether a gun, a saw blade, or a much smaller object, the apparatus will locate it. This is because the presence of the iron or steel changes the magnetic characteristics of the coil. This fact is immediately announced by the ringing of the bell.

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NEW branch of applied science has grown up in the last decade. Gradually, it is becoming known as the science of “electronjes.” Its largest subdivision is that of radio, but it includes all fields which make use of electron tubes, The vacuum tubes in your radio sets are electron tubes because their action depends upon the emission of electrons by the hot filaments with. in the tubes. Scientists call this phenomenon the “thermo-electric effect.” Another important subdivision of

electronics is built around the “photoelectric effect.” or electric eye.

photoelectric cell

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the action of the photoelectric cell. The beam of light, entering the cell,

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NEW use for the electric eye is found almost every day. As most readers know, they are used for operating burglar arms in banks, various types of alarms in prisons, and the like. They count the number of people passing through doorways or the number of autos entering tunnels.

In factories, they sort cigars and | perform all sorts of similar duties |

where the criterion consists of differences in color or shade. They turn on lighthouses whag it gets dark and turn them off When it gets light. X-rays also belong in the field of electrons. In the X-ray tube, it is a stream of electrons which generate the X-rays by their impact against the “target” in the tube

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Roosevelt's Victory Dinner; Speech Audacious—Clapper

taken 30 minutes. In the pan lay a mass of purplish tissue weighing two or three ounces. Only two or three ounces, yet it was this refuse that had caused the pain, discouragement, humiliation of the young woman now being wheeled back to her room. When her eyes fluttered open, a surprised cry escaped her lips. But that comes from anyone's re= turn from the other world of an operation. And her recovery was rapid, In a day the drains were res moved. In a week her pulse and metabolic rate were normal. In two months her bewildered stare was gone, her expression of frozen fear had relaxed into that of an attractive woman, and as she surged through the Broadway crowd on the arm of a companion there was the old exuberance in her step. If O. Henry had seen her then he would have written some pretty fable about the wondrous changes that love can work in a woman.

By RAYMOND CLAPPER

Times Special Writer

ASHINGTON, March 6.-The |

President has carried his Supreme Court fight to the country in

led to a no man's land of futility.” Next week in his fireside talk he

will discuss his method of overs

a speech that is bold and daring, | coming this obstruction.

even for a Roosevelt. Almost every sentence threw the country, 500,000 persons gathered Democratic dinners in 1200 communities and to the countless mil= | lions of individual radio listeners. With profound irony, the Demo= cratic victory dinners, held to celebrate the greatest popular victory any American President ever won, were seized upon by Roosevelt as the occasion for opening the gravest and hardest campaign of his career. He spoke with earnest determination, and with bold, biting phrases that seemed at times to leave his audience here breathless with their impact. The thousand or so Democratic officials and workers who crowded into the Mayflower Hotel victory dinner at $100 a plate had gathered for an evening of political cheering and doubtless hoped to relax after the coffee for a half hour glowing self-satisfaction, under

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But they were quickly jolted into Roosevelt had just begun to fight and that the

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HATEVER the political expedience or otherwise of Roosevelt's Supreme Court proposal, he laid the groundwork for its defense with a skilful political appeal as audacious as had been heard from the lips of any President in our time—and probably longer than that. First he moved to disarm his critics by indicating that he had no ambition for a third term, that his only ambition was to turn over to his successor in 1941 a nation intact, at peace, prosperous, and with power to serve its citizens—in short, a nation that had proved that democracy can succeed. Next he spoke of the need for action now, of the ever-accelerating speed with which modern social forces gather headway, forces which will not wait, which cannot be blocked, only guided. He spoke of monarchies and democracies that had fallen because they could not meet the needs of the times, that broke down amid futile debate. Then he moved directly into the jssue — to lay the finger on the courts. He spoke of our three-horse team and the danger of one horse lying down in the traces. Without ever mentioning the Supreme Court, he cataloged the outlawing of New Deal Legislation which, he said, had

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one which would stir the pressure on Congress if anything could. There seemed to be some hesitation in the audience. It quickly lapsed into a thoughtful mood. Applause was frequent but inclined to be light and scattered. Many sat with folded arms and tense faces. Unquestionably numbers in the audience had reservations about the court plan. Yet the impression seemed to be of an audi-

ence not hostile, but not completely |

sold—rather weighing the case.

After a tense period of breathless suspense as Roosevelt ham- | mered in his final staccato call for | action now, there was a release of

terrific applause. It was as if his audience had been deeply impressed by the force of the indictment. He still has one more selling job to do, before he can proceed to remove the obstruction to which he pointed so emphatically in his victory dinner speech.

HEARD IN CONGRESS

Rep. Ford (D. Cal.) — How does the gentleman figure he could dam up nature and its activities, its floods and tornadoes,

gentleman will read the bill and my remarks in the record he will find out, and may I say further, that mankind has changed nature many times. For instance, Luther Burbank took an orange and a lemon and

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Rep. Gifford (R. Mass.) —It may sound paradoxical, but nothing chills a man's love so quickly as a woman's attempts to keep it at a permanent high temperature. . This great dramatist in the White House . . . is trying to keep the public mind at a high temperature all the time; and, lo and behold, it has certainly cooled in the last three weeks.

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Rep. O'Connor (D. N. Y.)—This 1s a great country if we would only let it alone. Every night when I kneel down beside my bed I utter that prayer.

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Our Town

By ANTON SCHERRER

F' THE countless Rembrandt etchings now extant, most authorities agree that no less than 200, no more than 400, are gens uine. It all depends on the authority you like. I bring up the subject because of the magnificent collection of 153 Rembrandt prints lent by Lessing J. Rosenwald of Philadelphia which enhances the present exhibition of Dutch Masters at the Here ron, and which, to my way of thinking, is alone worth the price of admission, (Saturdays and Sundays free), Rembrandt's prints have been the subject of quibbling for at least 200 years, probably because they afford the easiest approach to his art. Certainly, they reflect the goal he was seeking, and it is for this reason, if no other, that we have the number of controversial catalogs we have today. The earliest catalog of Rem- Mr. Scherrer brandt's prints was the one made by Gersaint. It embraced 41 items, but it is now generally believed that it represent ed only the collection of the Burgos master Six. In 1797 Adam Bartsch tackied the work in carnest and cataioged 375 prints, and w hatever may be said against the Bartsch catalog—and certainly enough has been said—it remains a fact that it represents the foundation of all subsequent catalogs, After Bartsch, 22 more prints were added, until today the number stands somewhere around 400. not neces=

sarily genuine but of sufficient merit to warrant ine vestigation.

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OMETIME around 1875, on the occasion of the Burlington Fine Arts Society's show in London, Sir F. Seymour Haden, an important etcher in his own right and an ardent Rembrandt collector, quess tioned the alarming number of Rembrandt prints on the market,

He proposed a second and more authentic show, and in 1877 called in Hans Singer as an expert, with the result that 150 so-called Rembrandts were ree secied, among them the “Diana Bathing” (Bartsch 207) which is included in the Rosenwald collection. He even questioned the stunning “Rembrandt in Cap and Scarf” (Bartsch 17), which is also at the Herron. Mr. Singer, I am inclined to believe, went too far at the time, and bent backward in an effort to stay on the safe side. Either that, or he approached the problem from one angle only, as did Alphonse Legros a little later on. Legros, also a great etcher, conceded 71 real Rembrandt prints, with a possible 43 more showing signs of his skill.

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FIHERE is every reason to believe, I think, that Ad Rembrandt etched a great number of plates, pos sibly more than most people think. For one thing, there was a great interest in prints at the time. For

another, it was an easy and ready way of making money.

There is, of course, the possibility that Rembrandt had a school and went in for mass production, and that his pupils turned out a lot of work that now passes for his own. But, on the other hand, it must not be forgotten that according to the rules of the guild, an apprentice could not sign his master's name. What's more, Rembrandt got good prices for his work, He got a hundred guilder for his “Christ Healing the Sick,” for instance. It was the equivalent of $40 which isn't much according to present stand ards, but at the same time it was about three times the amount Whistler got at the start. Today, of course, it takes a pot of money to buy the print. Indeed. figured by the square inch, Rem brandt’s etchings fetch as much as his paintings— maybe more. An impression of Burgomaster Six, for example, sold for $40,000 recently, and the first state of the Tholinx print, etched in 1656 when Rembrandt, was 50 years old, is worth $50,000 today. It works out around $1700 a Square inch,

A Woman's s View

By MRS. WALTER FERGUSON

FLIPPANT story appeared recently in The New York World-Telegram about a certain young lady and her slick new roadster, which is giving her much trouble with the police. As the car is geared to do 100, she feels conserva tive when she keeps it down to 85, and consequently she has been frequently arrested. To date her fines have amounted to $700 on approximately 40 sume monses, which, however, she dismisses lightly by ex= plaining that as she neither smokes nor drinks she must be a good driver. And besides, “What else is there to do out here?” she plaintively inquires. You may have guessed by this time that the girl has a rich father and lives in a 32-room house which is a show place on Long Island. It is therefore doubtful whether her driver's license will ever be revoked, and she may go on merrily breaking the speed laws and endangering her own and other people's necks since she has plenty of pin money to pay her fines. “What else is there to do out here?” That sentence tells the story of a life without real meaning, of the futility of existence without a purpose. It expresses better than anything we've read in a long time the curse that too much money fastens upon youth, What right does a parent have to burden his children with an overabundance of money without educating them to feel social responsibility for a fortune? Some day we shall consider this one of the major crimes of our era. It is without doubt an American tragedy. On this point many men have been total flops. They strain all their efforts to accumulate a fortune large enough to keep their youngsters off on jamboe rees of fast driving, heavy drinking and other dane gerous forms of amusement, without apparently giving a thought to the character training which is so neces= sary to the handling of wealth, That is why some rich boys and girls in a com= munity are today almost as great a social problem as the scum element,

Your Health

By DR. MORRIS FISHBEIN

Editor, American Medical Assn, Journal HE doctor diagnoses whooping cough by its typi= cal coughing spells and by changes which occur in the blood. Not only do the white blood cells increase in number, but also a particular form of white blood cell known as lymphocytes; these have a single nucleus or center, when seen under the microscope. The cough is so characteristic that a doctor sels dom has much trouble in making a diagnosis al= though, in mild cases, a positive diagnosis may be impossible. In cases that are hard to diagnose, it is, of course possible to make studies of the excretions to determine presence of the germs. In preventing whooping cough certain measures are of great importance. Children affected should never be allowed to ate tend school, and children who have not had the disease should be kept religiously away from those who have it. It is particularly important to guard tiny babies from whooping cough. Since it is not desirable to keep the child closely confined in the room for periods of six weeks or two to three months, it is important that all children for whom exposure would be dangerous should be gent away from the house. If the child is permitted to play outdoors during his gradual recovery, careful arrangements should be made to prevent contact with other children. The child should go out only when accompanied by an older person.

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