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INN is located in 144 Bridge Street East, next door to the Rose Garden. It was built in 1859-1860, for Dr. Rufus Holden, an apothecarist and physician. The home and gardens occupy two prime city lots on "Taylor's Hill".
love this house and the time it represents. Not sure if the doctor is still living and if this was his office. I have enjoyed this sign in the window for at least twenty years.
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Germany of wind instruments, bands and their players due to the German word blasen “to blow”
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Cannaregio one of the six sestieri of Venice in Veneto, Italy.
Cannaregio is the northernmost of the six historic sestieri (districts) of Venice. It is the second largest sestiere by land area and the largest by population, with 13,169 people as of 2007. Isola di San Michele, the historic cemetery island, is associated with the district.
The Cannaregio Canal, which was the main route into the city until the construction of a railway link to the mainland, gave the district its name (Canal Regio is Italian for Royal Canal). Development began in the eleventh century as the area was drained and parallel canals were dredged. Although elegant palazzos were built facing the Grand Canal, the area grew primarily with working class housing and manufacturing. Beginning in 1516, Jews were restricted to living in the Venetian Ghetto.
It was enclosed by guarded gates and no one was allowed to leave from sunset to dawn. However, Jews held successful positions in the city such as merchants, physicians, money lenders, and other trades. Restrictions on daily Jewish life continued for more than 270 years, until Napoleon Bonaparte conquered the Venetian Republic in 1797. He removed the gates and gave all residents the freedom to live where they chose.
In the 19th century, civil engineers built a street named Strada Nuova through Cannaregio, and a railway bridge and road bridge were constructed to connect Venice directly to Mestre. Today, the areas of the district along the Grand Canal from the train station to the Rialto Bridge are packed with tourists, but the rest of Cannaregio is residential and relatively peaceful, with morning markets, neighbourhood shops, and small cafés.
In Mexico, it is Physician's Day, and what a better homage than this wonderful re-version of this magnificent song. Tower of strength, by The Mission.
She is my Tower of Strength, she is the best hepatologist in the world.
Please sit down, look the photo, and listen the song and the video, it is so emotional too.
En México, el 23 de octubre se celebra el Día del Médico, y qué mejor homenaje en estos tiempos que esta magnífica re-versión de este himno que es "Tower of Strength" de The Mission, llena de gran significado. Todas las ganancias provenientes de esta canción van destinadas a hospitales que han atendido pacientes con COVID-19.
Por favor, siéntense, disfruten la música y vean el video, vale mucho la pena también.
Wayne Hussey and friends remake the classic Mission anthem
'Tower Of Strength' in support of Covid-19 related charities globally.
All proceeds to charities personally chosen by each contributorNominated charities:
UK NHS - St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital, Memphis - Music Venue Trust - Covenant House, New Orleans - Disasters Emergency Committee - MusiCares - Plan International - Direct Relief - Alzheimer’s Scotland - Liberty Hill Foundation - The Shrewsbury Ark - Memorial Sloan Kettering Center, NYC - Prostate Cancer UK - The Teddy Bear Clinic - RedRover - Help Musicians UK - Crew Nation - Venice Family Clinic - Anthony Walker Foundation - The San Francisco City Covid-19 Fund - Projeto Cáo Communitário
"You raise me up
When I'm on the floor
You see me through
When I'm lonely and scared
And I'm feeling true to the written word
And you're true to me
And still I need more
It would tear me apart
To feel no one ever cared
For me
Me
For me
You are a tower of strength to me
You stand firm and proud
When the wind blows in your face
And when the sun shines in your eyes
You just turn your head away
To me
To me
To me
You are a tower of strength to me
You rescue me
You are my faith, my hope, my liberty
And when there's darkness all around
You shine bright for me
You are the guiding light..."
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The College of Physicians of Philadelphia is the oldest private medical society in the United States. Founded in 1787 by 24 Philadelphia physicians "to advance the Science of Medicine, and thereby lessen human misery, by investigating the diseases and remedies which are peculiar to our country" and to promote "order and uniformity in the practice of Physick," it has made important contributions to medical education and research. The College hosts the Mütter Museum, a gallery of 19th-century specimens, teaching models, instruments, and photographs, as well as the Historical Medical Library, which is one of the country's oldest medical libraries.[3][4][5]
The College of Physicians of Philadelphia Building, designed by the firm of Cope & Stewardson and built in 1909, was designated a U.S. National Historic Landmark in October, 2008. It was also then listed on the National Register of Historic Places
Jatropha is a genus of flowering plants in the spurge family, Euphorbiaceae. The name is derived from the Greek words ἰατρός (iatros), meaning "physician", and τροφή (trophe), meaning "nutrition", hence the common name physic nut. Another common name is nettlespurge.
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The Rio della Misericordia a canal in the Cannaregio region of Venice, Veneto, Italy.
The Rio della Misericordia is about 380 meters long, it starts from the Rio de Noal and ends up at the Rio de San Girolamo. The name comes from the Scuola Nuova della Misericordia which dates from 1310 and is located at the entrance of the Rio. Running alongside the length of the canal is the Fondamenta de la Misericordia (a pathway).
Cannaregio is the northernmost of the six historic sestieri (districts) of Venice. It is the second largest sestiere by land area and the largest by population, with 13,169 people as of 2007. Isola di San Michele, the historic cemetery island, is associated with the district.
The Cannaregio Canal, which was the main route into the city until the construction of a railway link to the mainland, gave the district its name (Canal Regio is Italian for Royal Canal). Development began in the eleventh century as the area was drained and parallel canals were dredged. Although elegant palazzos were built facing the Grand Canal, the area grew primarily with working class housing and manufacturing. Beginning in 1516, Jews were restricted to living in the Venetian Ghetto. It was enclosed by guarded gates and no one was allowed to leave from sunset to dawn. However, Jews held successful positions in the city such as merchants, physicians, money lenders, and other trades. Restrictions on daily Jewish life continued for more than 270 years, until Napoleon Bonaparte conquered the Venetian Republic in 1797. He removed the gates and gave all residents the freedom to live where they chose.
In the 19th century, civil engineers built a street named Strada Nuova through Cannaregio, and a railway bridge and road bridge were constructed to connect Venice directly to Mestre. Today, the areas of the district along the Grand Canal from the train station to the Rialto Bridge are packed with tourists, but the rest of Cannaregio is residential and relatively peaceful, with morning markets, neighbourhood shops, and small cafés.
Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice
I can't fool myself, I don't want nobody else to ever love me
You are my shinin' star, my guiding light, my love fantasy
There's not a minute, hour, day or night that I don't love you
You're at the top of my list 'cause I'm always thinkin' of you
I still remember in the days when I was scared to touch you
How I spent my day dreamin' plannin' how to say I love you
You must have known that I had feelings deep enough to swim in
That's when you opened up your heart and you told me to come in
Oh, my love
A thousand kisses from you is never too much
I just don't wanna stop
Oh, my love
A million days in your arms is never too much
I just don't wanna stop
Too much, never too much, never too much, never too much
I'm too good to you
I'm way too good to you
You take my love for granted
I just don't understand it
No, I'm too good to you
I'm way too good to you
You take my love for granted
I just don't understand it
I don't know how to talk to you
I don't know how to ask you if you're okay
My friends always feel the need to tell me things
Seems like they're just happier than us these days
Yeah, these days I don't know how to talk to you
I don't know how to be there when you need me
It feels like the only time you see me
Is when you turn your head to the side and look at me differently
And last night I think I lost my patience
Last night I got high as your expectations
Last night, I came to a realization
And I hope you can take it
I hope you can take it
Oh, my love
A thousand kisses from you is never too much
I just don't wanna stop
Oh, my love
A million days in your arms is never too much
I just don't wanna stop
Too much, never too much, never too much, never too much
Physician Response Unit
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seated figure of the physician Sesheshen-sa-Hathor
Middle Kingdom, 12th Dynasty, c. 1880 BC, Ezbet Rushdi
Staatliches Museum Ägyptischer Kunst, München, Deutschland / State Museum of Egyptian Art, Munich, Germany
The Healer’s Cot Heiltrud lies sheltered from the wind, half sunken into the earth, and you step down a few steps to reach the entrance door. Small and cozy, the small cot offers space for a herbalist of the Middle Ages or in a medieval fantasy setting. The furniture includes a rustic fireplace, a cozy alcove bed (adult version also available), a work table, a richly decorated small shelf and seating in the form of chairs.
Available and with 25% off for We love role-play event, July 4-29:
Herbalist’s Cot Heiltrud
Herbalist’s Fireplace Heiltrud
Herbalist’s Alcove Bed Heiltrud (Standard & Adult Version available)
Herbalist’s Worktable Heiltrud
Herbalist’s Shelf Heiltrud
Herbalist’s Chair Heiltrud
Complete Set-Up with surrounding garden plants and furniture has a land impact of only 38. The cot without plants has a land impact of only 11. Terraforming is required to lower the terrain inside the cottage.
Door and window shutters with kool door script.
All items are Original Mesh and advanced lighting enabled, low prim and copy /mod.
Okay, now for my reason why I love flickr so much.
I'll try to make a long story short as possible. Back in mid-June before I had to leave for Oregon unexpectedly I had my annual mammogram. While in Oregon I received a call from my doctor that my mammogram showed a spot and I need to get another mammogram and an ultrasound immediately. Holy Crap! Okay, so here I am in Oregon my father is dying and now this. So I made arrangements to go to a local hospital and get my second mammogram and ultrasound done there (I would have to pay out of pocket w/no insurance coverage); however, in the meantime my father passes away and I'm dealing with that. So one week later I go to have my mammogram in Oregon only to find out my physician in Hilo did not send the proper documents even though I signed all the release papers and the womens center sent my doctor two written requests. So hell, I can't get my follow up because the office that said it should not wait - screwed up the paperwork so I could not get it done. Go figure! The Oregon hospital refused my appointment without the previous films to compare! Okay, so now I have to wait until I return to Hawaii which I knew at that time it would be weeks as I was planning my fathers funeral, dealing with all the paperwork and details, packing up his belongings, etc.
This is where flickr comes in. Although I did not have my own computer there, whenever I could get my hands on one I would go to flickr and check out my friends photos that would put a smile on my face. As soon as I landed back in Hawaii I had 4 days of waiting until my appointment - I spent as much of those days online in flickr as my computer would allow - I had so many computer problems until 7 pm this evening, it was difficult but it kept my mind off the situation facing me.
Good news to report - I am fine and do not need a biopsy (this year). I went through this last year and needed a biopsy - absolutely the scariest time of my entire life but thank goodnes it was negative. My mother had it, her mother had it - so...
Anyway, that's why I love flickr - it's therapeutic in so many ways you cannot imagine!
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Physician Response Unit
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At a conference in London which was held at the Royal College of Physicians. It is an impressive building.
In the 17th century Edinburgh physicians began to meet in their own homes to discuss the regulation of medical practice and ways in which standards in medicine could be improved. Sir Robert Sibbald, an eminent physician and noted historian, was a member of this group. Through his friendship with the King’s Physician, he had the opportunity to petition King Charles II who granted the College its Royal Charter in 1681.
The founding Fellows of the College were concerned not only with the advancement of medicine as a reputable science, but also with alleviating the miseries of the city’s poor and needy. In 1682 the College established the first dispensary in Britain to distribute free medicine to the sick poor and was
instrumental in founding the Royal Infirmary of Edinburgh in 1729.
For more than 300 years, the College has remained independent of control by government and its mission today remains close to the ideals of its founders, namely to promote the highest standards in internal medicine.
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Since its inception in 1953, Memorial Healthcare System has been a leader in providing high-quality healthcare services to South Florida residents. Moving health forward to meet the needs of the community, Memorial is one of the largest public healthcare systems in the nation and highly regarded for its exceptional patient- and family-centered care that creates the Memorial experience. Memorial's patient, physician and employee satisfaction rates are some of the most admired in the country, and the system is recognized as a national leader in quality healthcare.
Memorial Regional Hospital is the flagship facility of the healthcare system and is one of the largest hospitals in Florida.
Memorial Regional Hospital offers extensive and diverse health care services that include Memorial Cardiac and Vascular Institute featuring renowned surgeons, Memorial Cancer Institute treating more inpatients than any other in Broward County, and Memorial Neuroscience Institute providing innovative technology and world-class physicians.
Memorial Regional Hospital and Memorial Regional Hospital South are both located in Hollywood, Florida, and offer our community a variety of medical and surgical services. Joe DiMaggio Children's Hospital at Memorial provides a comprehensive array of pediatric services and is the leading children's hospital in Broward and Palm Beach counties. Memorial Hospital West, Memorial Hospital Miramar and Memorial Hospital Pembroke serve the communities of western Broward County and others in South Florida. Memorial Home Health Services, Memorial Manor nursing home and a variety of ancillary healthcare facilities round out the system's wide-ranging health services.
Memorial has a reputation as one of Florida's leading healthcare systems and is supported by a distinguished medical staff. In fact, the vast majority of physicians are board certified, or board qualified in their specialties and have been trained at many of the nation's finest medical schools and hospitals. Because of its distinguished medical staff and services, Memorial moves health forward for patients from South Florida and beyond.
As Memorial continues to lead in providing the next level of healthcare, many prestigious awards have been earned throughout the system. The accolades include Modern Healthcare magazine's Best Places to Work in Healthcare, Florida Trend magazine's Best Companies to Work for in Florida, 100 Top Hospitals, Consumer Choice Award, Best-Run Hospital, Best Nursing Staff, Best Pediatric Hospital and Best Maternity Hospital. The health care system was also honored by the American Hospital Association with the "Living the Vision" award and the "Foster G. McGaw" award for which Memorial was selected from more than 5,000 hospitals as the national model for improving the health of the community.
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My Blood Pressure issue has become cumbersome...
A couple of yrs ago I blindly started using BP meds per my family physicians advice.
My life hasnt been the same since...The meds are ruining it..
Sooo Ive recently sought help from a Naturopathic Dr...( I love her! )
I jump started 2014 w/major personal changes... my life style & the foods that go into my body.
I feel like I may be on the right track & hope to be drug free before the end of this yr if not sooner!
I have missed all of your personalities & work.
Hope your weekend is off to a great start!
:)~
Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle was a British writer and physician. He created the character Sherlock Holmes in 1887 for A Study in Scarlet, the first of four novels and fifty-six short stories about Holmes and Dr. Watson. The Sherlock Holmes stories are milestones in the field of crime fiction.
Grade II listed house built 1892 in a revival of the Jacobean style. Originally for a German physician, now a residential care home. Furze Hill, City of Brighton & Hove, Sussex, UK.
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Located by the south-eastern end of Regent's Park, the building opened in 1964 and was designed by architect Denys Lasdun. It is Grade I listed by Historic England.
It could be described as semi-brutalist because it combines both bare concrete (the spiral stairs and roof tower) and mosaic tiles (on the walls of the central building - these tiles are visible if you view this shot at full size).
The shuttered concrete staircase in the foreground strongly resembles those providing access to the Hayward Gallery in London's Southbank Centre.
Vachon, John,, 1914-1975,, photographer.
Dr. Schreiber of San Augustine giving a typhoid innoculation at a rural school, San Augustine County, Texas
1943 April
1 transparency : color.
Notes:
Title from FSA or OWI agency caption.
Transfer from U.S. Office of War Information, 1944.
Subjects:
World War, 1939-1945
Children
Rural schools
Physicians
Vaccinations
United States--Texas--San Augustine County
Format: Transparencies--Color
Rights Info: No known restrictions on publication.
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Part Of: Farm Security Administration - Office of War Information Collection 12002-56 (DLC) 93845501
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Naz is one of my closest friends. We went to the University of Western Australia and studied Medicine together. We were both older than the others in our year, though Naz does not at all look her age :)
Naz is one of the most cheerful, happy and positive people I know. She was part of my closest group of 5 - along with Dave, Mel and Fairuz. On reflection, I realise that all but me were born in Malaysia, though most lived in Australia for most of their lives.
All of us chose to be in the same clinical mini group in our clinical years (4-6) and Naz and I were often placed in the same pairings or micro groups of 3 or so. We shared happy times, stressed times, coffee times and laughing times. We learnt a lot about medicine, Perth and life together.
We all lived pretty close by so would often hang out after uni, or on weekends. Without Naz and the rest of these guys, I don't know how I'd ever have felt at home in Perth, and got through medicine. They really were my family.
And they still are. I respect these guys immensely, and still feel the intensity and quality of my kinship with them, no matter than one of us is in Kuala Lumpur, one in Melbourne, and the others working in different specialities in different Perth hospitals.
It's when we come together that it's beautiful. The joy is still there. The love. The mateship. The ability to just crack jokes and know where each of us is at and laugh about it.
These guys were there for me daily; we helped each other grow through a gruelling course and vocation.
Good luck for your upcoming physicians (RACP) exams Naz. You're gonna ace them, and you're a great doctor for your experiences and great bubbly personality.
Cheers for the great times. Cheers for great friendship. And here's to many, many more years of it! :)
GEORGE W LOWERY HOUSE: Oakland County physician George W. Lowry (1850-1922) purchased this lot and a medical practice from Dr. William A. Upjohn in 1887. In 1892-1894 he built one of Hasting's finest residences, which also housed his medical office. The assymetrical composition, stately turret, decorative bargeboards and spindlework typify Queen Anne architecture. In 1922, Dr. Haroutoune A. Adrounie (1882-1936) purchased the house and Lowry's practice. Dr. Adrounie's wife, Dorothy, lived in the house until her death in 1988.
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The Physician's house was built in the 1840s, it is an attractive neo-Grecian cottage which, in its original location in the village of Aultsville was not the home of a physician but was the home of Michael Cook, the man who first bred Holstein cattle in Canada.
In eastern Upper Canada, before Confederation, there were at least 65 licensed physicians, most of whom were Canadian graduates.
These physicians made a good living even though they seldom collected all their fees. For a working-class family, a single visit by a doctor represented a day's wage. So one only called for the local doctor in extreme need. Most general practitioners were kept busy travelling around the countryside seeing sick people in their own homes. Aside from delivering babies, they treated various ailments such as bleeding, blistering, or emetics and purgatives to rid the body of the poisons of disease. Surgery at this time was confined to the removal of tumours or amputations and infection was a common risk. The anaesthetic in general use in the 1860s was chloroform administered by a mask. The first medical use of antiseptic sterilization did not occur in Canada until after 1867.
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Prompt: Create a digital fine art illustration depicting a skeleton couple, wearing old clothing, sitting on separate wooden chairs in a doctor’s waiting room. Their postures should appear patient yet weary, with subtle humor in their skeletal expressions — one skeleton may have legs crossed, the other holding a tattered old magazine.
The waiting room should appear aged and dusty, with cobwebs draping over the chairs, corners, and light fixtures. Include a sign on the back wall that clearly reads “Physician Waiting Room” in an old-fashioned serif font.
The walls should have a faded beige tone with peeling paint, a vintage wall clock stopped at an arbitrary time, and a dim overhead light casting a soft glow that emphasizes the eerie yet humorous atmosphere. A small side table with outdated magazines or a dead potted plant adds to the neglected charm. vertical aspect ratio
This digital fine art was created using OpenAI Sora AI and Photoshop
"Black Winter At French Cross."
In an edition of the Halifax Herald, dated January 25, 1889, an unknown historian gave an account of the "Black Winter Among the Acadians at French Cross." The accounting impressed Arthur Wentworth Eaton sufficiently enough for him to set it out in full in his work, History of the County of Kings. I do likewise. For those are not familiar with the surrounding events of 1755, I refer to The Deportation of the Acadians.
"As is well known the southern shore of the Bay of Fundy is overlooked by a frowning, beetling cliff, extending all the way from Cape Split to Digby Neck. Against this wall of solid trap, from time immemorial, the thundering waves, like battering-rams, have hurled themselves in vain. At certain points, however, there are breaks in this high bluff, making access to the Bay easy, and affording harbours for vessels. One of these places is found opposite the Aylesford St. Mary's Church. The ancients called it the 'French Cross', the moderns call it 'Morden'.
"Long before either English or French speech was heard along the shores of the Bay of Fundy, the Micmacs had their highways of travel over land and water, as well established and as well known as are the railways, coach roads, and steamer routes, of the present day. The country around the head of the Bay, all the way from the Petitcodiac to Advocate, was favourite ground for the savages of olden times. Equally desirable was the district along the banks of the Annapolis river. The abundance of fish, fowl, and wild beasts made these parts of the country desirable dwelling places for the red men. And there was necessarily much travelling from place to place. In choosing their highways the Indians, like the modern railway men, looked for routes securing the greatest possible advantage. From any point at the head of the Bay, outside of Minas Basin.. canoes would soon glide across to French Cross. Am easy portage of about four miles would bring them to the Annapolis river, near where St. Mary's Church in Aylesford now stands. Here the canoes, would be launched, and down the river to Digby it was mere music. and poetry to travel. The gentle current would bear them along the sinuosities of the river, where there were always mink, otter, beaver, rabbits, partridges, ducks and geese for their swift-winged arrows and their traps and snares; and salmon and shad in plenty for their deft spears. High pleasure and glorious sport it was for the. red men to drift down this stream, and not less was the fun to their papooses and squaws. Silently they would float along, surprising game at every turn of the stream. As soon as the French came into possession of the lands at Annapolis, and around the head of the Bay, and had made friends with the Micmacs, they naturally adopted the Indian routes by land and water.
"In the early autumn of 1755 a canoe, well manned with Indians, might have been seen gliding up the Cornwallis river, and then being taken rapidly over the portage between Berwick and the Caribou bog. Here being again launched, it swept along the Annapolis river, impelled both by the current and the Indians' paddles. Its occupants stopped neither to shoot fowl nor to spear fish. On and on they went till they arrived at the point a little above the Paradise railway station. Here they came upon the eastern end of the Acadian settlement. They were the bearers of startling news. Gloom was on their faces, and alarm in their actions and words. The intelligence they gave brought consternation to the hearts of the Acadians, for the latter now learned from their Micmac friends that their compatriots at Grand Pré and Canard were prisoners in the Grand Pré parish church, and surrounded by armed red coats; and that ships were anchored at the mouth of the Gaspereau, ready ta bear them away from their homes to lands strange and unknown.
"The news flew down the river and over the marshes on the wings of the wind, and spread on either side till it reached the home of every habitant. The hearts of the people quailed before an impending calamity so dire, a fate so terrible. In Upper Granville, that is from below Bridgetown to Paradise, a meeting of the people. was hastily called. Of course, the pressing, burning question was, what under the circumstances should be done. Already their 1wiests and delegates were prisoners in Halifax, and they were face to face with the black sequel. Some said: 'Make no resistance, surrender to the English and trust Providence'. Others said, 'Nay; of all evils before us this is the worst to choose!' The result was a, permanent division of opinion. About sixty resolved on instant flight up the river. But the risk was too great to travel either by stream, or by the old French road. In either course they might meet the English soldiers. Their route must be north of the river, north of the road.
Loading themselves to the full measure of their burden bearing powers with provisions and camp life conveniences, they a wailing farewell of their companions, who had resolved to remain and started on their wearisome journey. Slowly and cautiously they moved up the country, till they came to a point about a mile east of Kingston railway station. There these fugitive men, women, and children encamped. Their Micmac friends acted as pickets and spies. On these sand dunes they heard from time to time of the progress of the deportation at Annapolis, Grand Pré Cumberland. Their bread lasted but a short time, and this forced them to a diet to berries, fish, and venison. Dysentery, common at that season, broke out among them. Death began its work. No priest was there to minister to the soul, no physician to care for the body. Fear aggravated the malady. With sad hearts they dug their friends' graves in the soft sands of the Aylesford plains. With an agony such as only these social, simple-hearted Acadians were capable of, they buried their dead in these graves, and their wailings resounded among the trim, straight trunks of the ancient pines.
"All Aylesford has heard of the 'French Burying Ground'. In it the money diggers have found bones, but no money. The mineral rods in the hands of the experts have pointed unerringly to the chest of gold. Digging must be done in the night. Spectres and ghosts were ever on guard, and at any moment might be encountered. Again and again these supernatural visitors have appeared, striking terror into the hearts of the gold-seekers. More than once the crow-bar, thrust deep into the soft soil, has struck the iron ~chest containing the gold; but incautious lips have uttered some sudden exclamation, and away has gone the enchanted chest to another place, driven through the sand by the might of the presiding ghost. Baffled and chagrined by their own folly, the diggers have then gone home empty-handed, denouncing their impulsive comrade, and resolved to be more cautious the next time. Not a man of three score years in all Aylesford, but remembers these adventures of olden times.
"The tragedy of the expulsion dragged its cruel length along through the autumn and into the early winter. The intelligence brought to the camp by the faithful Micmacs convinced the Acadians that they were so hemmed in by dangers that their safest course was to take the trail to French Cross and remain there until spring, and then cross the Bay and wander on to Quebec. This plan, desperate though it was, was executed. Under the shadow of the primeval forest, close by the shore, where a brook still empties itself into the waters of the Bay, about six miles from their camp in the valley they erected their rude winter huts. Before leaving the plains they bedewed with tears the graves of their companions, and then wearily made their way over the leve4 wooded country, up the slopes of the mountain, and down to the shore of the Bay. From the place chosen for their winter home they could see across to the opposite shore. The English vessels were continually passing up and down the Bay, and even should they get safely to the other side it would :not be possible for them to go to Quebec, for not only grim forests, but deep snows would effectually bar their way. Until spring, therefore, they must stay there as contentedly as they could. During all this bitter experience their Micmac friends stood faithfully by them. Though there were many moose and caribou in the woods it was not always easy to capture them, yet they managed to get a good deal of venison, and to 'vary their diet they found an almost inexhaustible quantity of mussels clinging to the rocks.
"The winter passed slowly away. Above them, through the rigid, leafless branches of the giant forest, howled the storm. But around their huts were always the sympathetic spruce and fir trees, kindly and green. In December, they saw the last of the transports pass down the Bay, bearing away their compatriots to unknown shores. As they gazed upon them, appearing, passing, and disappearing in the west, borne on to shores and destiny all unknown, they envied them their lot. The last tidings brought them late in tho autumn was that all the Acadian homes had been burned. No hope or shelter appeared in that direction, so there they remained, the winter through, in their huts by the sea. Disease dogged their steps, from the sand dunes to their cold camps on the shore. Death claimed more victims. The weak among them, both old and young, succumbed, and another cemetery was made. Close by the.shore, opposite their camps, was an open space, green till covered by the snow. There they dug more graves for their fallen companions.
"At length spring came. Indians helped them flay the birches and construct enough canoes to take the survivors to the New Brunswick shores. When all was ready the fugitives loaded their canoes, wept over the graves of their dead, took a farewell look at their rude huts and the heaps of bones of moose, partridges, and caribou, and the shells of mussels, and committed themselves to the tender mercies of the Bay of Fundy, whose calms and storms they had watched through all that black winter. As the shore receded from their gaze their tear-dimmed eyes rested upon one object which stirred their deepest feelings. It was the wooden cross they had erected to protect the graves of their dead brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, and children. No priest had been present to absolve the dying or to say solemn service for the dead, but they left this symbol of their religion to hold their sepulchres sacred in the eyes of all who might visit the place in after years.
"On the opposite side of the Bay they found some of their countrymen, who, like themselves, had endured the sufferings of camp life throughout that rigorous winter with Micmac friends. Patience, fortitude, and hope, characteristic of the Acadian, did not forsake them. They knew their homes were in ashes, but a blind belief possessed them that they should return to them, and again see in spring their green fields, bursting forests, and blossoming apple trees; again hear the sweet call of their church bells to mass and vespers; and again around their bright fires, drink their cider, smoke their pipes, and enjoy life as they had done in bygone days."
Morden, Bay of Fundy, Nova Scotia
A sketch of Dr Peter Holland (1766-1855). He was a pioneer of occupational medicine (the earliest recorded health service in the UK) He was an industrial doctor working at Styal Mill, Cheshire..
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The Physician's house was built in the 1840s, it is an attractive neo-Grecian cottage which, in its original location in the village of Aultsville was not the home of a physician but was the home of Michael Cook, the man who first bred Holstein cattle in Canada.
In eastern Upper Canada, before Confederation, there were at least 65 licensed physicians, most of whom were Canadian graduates.
These physicians made a good living even though they seldom collected all their fees. For a working-class family, a single visit by a doctor represented a day's wage. So one only called for the local doctor in extreme need. Most general practitioners were kept busy travelling around the countryside seeing sick people in their own homes. Aside from delivering babies, they treated various ailments such as bleeding, blistering, or emetics and purgatives to rid the body of the poisons of disease. Surgery at this time was confined to the removal of tumours or amputations and infection was a common risk. The anaesthetic in general use in the 1860s was chloroform administered by a mask. The first medical use of antiseptic sterilization did not occur in Canada until after 1867.
I used to be an avid Chess player, but as I gotten older and my being a physician took over most of my brain (trust me, not much space up there), I haven't played a game in years.
My dad found one of my older Chess boards, complete with all the pieces, and gave it to me just for keeps.
And well, I knew I wanted to photograph.
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Munich, Staatliches Museum Ägyptischer Kunst, September 2019
The cartouche with the throne name of Amenemhat I, Sehetepibre, can be seen in the fourth line of the inscription on the side of the seat, although the statue dates from the reign of Senwosret II. Below it, the name of the portrayed: Se(she)shensa hathor ("Lotos flower son of Hathor").
ÄS 5361 & 7212. Middle Kingdom, 12th Dynasty, reign of Senwosret II (c. 1880 BCE). Granodiorite. From the Eastern Delta.