Word: hunters
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...boil; there he melted down human and animal corpses to get fresh skeletons for his grisly pathological museum of pickled fetuses, stuffed one-eyed pigs and cock-plumed hens. There may have been, as his contemporaries thought, more madness than method in his research, but dour John Hunter (1728-93) as much as any man helped turn surgery and pathology into sciences...
...this fluent, zestful biography, Author Kobler shows how, in the Age of Reason, John Hunter's profession was largely a slit-or-miss affair. Anesthesia was virtually unknown; patients scarcely drugged by doses of laudanum or brandy expected only death from the agony of the knife. Untrained midwives often ripped babies' heads from shoulders in the course of arduous labor. The cliquish Corporation of Surgeons had a near monopoly on cadavers for dissection; private anatomy teachers were forced to traffic with the "sack-'em-up men"-the body snatchers...
Sharp & Scholar. To the professional satisfaction of his older brother, William, a melancholy anatomist who became one of London's more fashionable physicians, John Hunter could bargain for corpses with the finesse of a whist sharp (which he was). But he had other talents too. A careless scholar, an indifferent cabinetmaker, John at 20 joined his brother's London medical school. He learned fast: within a year he was teaching one of William's dissecting classes; later he helped on his brother's major discovery-the first accurate descriptive anatomy of a pregnant uterus...
...friend from his two-year career as an army surgeon-Anne Home, who bore him four children and wrote tidy verses to Franz Joseph Haydn's music. While John padded about his museum, Anne kept a salon graced by Johnson and Boswell, Lord Chesterfield and Gibbon. Some of Hunter's students came too: Edward Jenner, who administered the first successful vaccination; Philip Syng Physick, the "Father of American Surgery...
...Modern displayed Monet's light-filled canvases in series devoted to a single theme-a haystack, a line of poplars, a cliff jutting into the sea, a cathedral. Guy de Maupassant described him at work: "No longer a painter, in truth, but a hunter. He proceeded, followed by children who carried his canvases, five or six canvases representing the same subject at different times of day and with different effects. He took them up and put them aside in turn, following the changes in the sky ... I have seen him thus seize a glittering shower of light...