In a clinic at Klausenburg, Transylvania, a girl and a man were dying, last week's despatches related. An automobile had mashed her, Rosa Jancu, fatally. He, Georg Morar, had tried to kill himself by cutting. Her blood was the only blood at the clinic that matched his. To transfuse from her would probably kill her. So the surgeons listened to her heartbeats until they stopped of their own accord. The man's heart still pulsed faintly. Quickly the surgeons transferred blood from the dead veins to the living, probably the first transfusion of...
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