Word: rescuer
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...came the wondrous news. A rescuer at the 13,000-ft. level heard a faint call from the broken end of a compressed-air pipe sticking from the rubble. He yelled back, heard an answering croak: "There are twelve of us in here. Come and get us.'' That they did. Swiftly, yet with infinite care, the rescuers dug toward the entombed men, both sides shouting happy obscenities. A burr-tongued Scotsman yelled through the pipe, got the reply: "Take the marbles out of your mouth and talk English." The rescue team shoved a copper tube through the steel...
...resembling curare. Summarizing 27 such experiments in the current New England Journal of Medicine, the researchers found that neither trained nor untrained operators using either the Schafer or Nielsen methods under field conditions could move enough air into a victim to maintain adequate oxygenation of his blood. Reason : a rescuer's hands are not free to keep the victim's chin up and ensure free air passage through his throat...
Completely successful by contrast was the mouth-to-mouth method, in which the victim is placed on his back, mouth cleared of all foreign matter, while the rescuer leans down from the side. The rescuer raises the chin of the patient with one hand, forcing open the jaw with his thumb, holds the nose with his other hand. He then blows hard and fast, inflating the victim's lungs, stops when the chest rises so that the lungs can automatically deflate. The cycle is repeated at a rate of 20 inflations per minute until revival. For even more efficient...
...happy ending to this tragedy? Graham found his naked Mrs. Fraser, liberated her and was rewarded by a ticket of leave, i.e., conditional pardon, and ?10 for his trouble. Happiest of all, Mrs. Fraser and her rescuer were not misled by the romantic situation into any foolish notions about marrying, but blithely went their separate ways. Mrs. Fraser left Australia almost as quickly as she could put on some clothes and Graham followed as soon as he was allowed to take off his leg-irons...
...turning brats into Bratwurst, roly-poly Hans and Fritz last week reacted with their usual aplomb. "Vot's mit diss nutty island?" demands black-haired Hans in righteous indignation. Just in time, an utter stranger saves the brothers from certain ingestion. "Only for you," towheaded Fritz thanks their rescuer, "ve vos on der half-shell." And so, as it has since their birth 60 years ago, another bit of nonsense fell off the pen of Cartoonist Rudolph Dirks to save the world's most durable delinquents of the funny page for more low jinks next week...