In mid-Atlantic, aboard the U.S.S. Eastern Glade, bound out from Norfolk, Va., to Cape Town, S. Afr., the captain sweated to recall what simple medical skill he had stored up. Two of his crew were dying and he had no ship's doctor. Nor could his wireless, fumbling about, reach a ship with a doctor. It did, however, make contact with the U. S. S. West Calumb going north from Buenos Aires to Boston. Doctorless too, the West Calumb's captain sent his wireless calls fingering until he made contact with the French cruiser Jeanne d'Arc....
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