Medicine: For Neglected Heroes

A young soldier at Walter Reed Hospital offered his opinion of his new artificial arm. Said he: "It's not worth a good goddamn."

The arm, made of steel and leather, weighed about ten pounds. On the end of it was what the Army cheerfully calls a "miracle hand"—a black-gloved affair with a thumb and forefinger that spring together when the good arm jerks some leather thongs strung across the body like a conductor's signal cord. The thongs are hard to wash, and the boys say that they soon begin to smell. The arm can be fitted with a pair of hooks with...

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