Word: skin
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...other centers of cancer research, which are spending something like $50 million in the U.S. annually. At present the only known cure for cancer is destruction: the surgeon's knife or radiation (X rays and radium). Such methods work well with some forms of cancer. Skin cancer, for instance, can nearly always be removed so completely that it does not recur. Other accessible cancers can be dealt with too, and surgical methods are improving constantly. A recent advance saves many patients who have a vital artery that has been attacked. An "artery bank" supplied from such sources as amputation...
Deftly a girl picks up a cancer fragment with a trocar (a tubular needle with a plunger inside). She grabs a faintly squeaking mouse, holds it by the scruff of its neck, efficiently jabs the trocar into the skin of its belly and up under a front leg. She plants the cancer by pushing it out with the plunger. Then she reaches for another mouse...
When the cancer has had time to "take," the mouse is injected with a just-under-killing dose of the chemical to be tested. After a week or so, a girl kills the mouse by crushing its fragile skull. Then she slits open its belly skin and measures the cancer, which is usually by this time a grey-pink, rounded mass as big as a thumbnail. If the tumor has disappeared or has not grown as much as expected, the chemical is listed as promising enough for further testing...
...been properly immunized), works attractive Dr. Alice Moore, a leading virus fancier. "I'm a virus girl," she says, "so I thought I'd ry 'em." She tried influenza virus on can-:erous mice. No effect. She tried the virus of herpes (inflammation of the skin and mucous membranes). No effect...
About 25 years later, Henry's philosopher brother, William, saw an image of "a black-haired youth with greenish skin, entirely idiotic [like a] sculptured Egyptian cat or Peruvian mummy, moving nothing but his black eyes . . ." William turned into "a mass of quivering fear" at the thought that "That shape am I. . . potentially," and wondered how people could live "so unconscious of the pit of insecurity beneath the surface of life...