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he was sinking, and, such was the esteem in which he was held, that a delegation from the Masonic fraternity was sent to be with the family and escort him home from Mineral Wells. They found him very ill and tried to get him home and thirty hours after their arrival he expired, surrounded by his wife and children, and the friends that he had loved.

No man in the Medical Association enjoyed wider acquaintance or larger personal friendship. He recognized that "every man is his own star, our acts our angels are" for good or ill, and acted upon that hypothesis all through his life, and we hope and trust that he has become a bright star in the firmament above.

DR. J. D. OSBORN: During this solemn hour, I, too, wish to pay a tribute to the memory of my departed friend, Dr. A. B. Gardner. It seems to me, at this meeting of our Association, something is wanting, something absent, and when I come to analyze the cause, I know that it is the absence of Dr. Gardner. He was always with us, with his genial friendship and his great loyalty. He held this Association in the highest esteem, always working for its betterment. He was ever the friend of the working, struggling young doctor; he was the friend of every member of the medical profession, always holding out a helping hand and giving cheering words of advice and encouragement. Dr. Gardner's loss is a serious blow to us as an organization, for he was ever ready to do all in his power, with his counsel or his finances, towards building up the great work that we have mapped out.

By nature he was a gentleman, and his bearing towards his fellow-man marked that fact. Had Dr. Gardner's life been spared, it would have been his greatest pride and delight to have won the "Badge of Honor" of this Association, which has been adopted at this session by recommendation of our President; he was one of the few entitled to wear it, for he never missed a meeting. Loyalty to his friends was the brightest star in his environment. He was a great lover of nature, and welcomed the beauties thereof as God's handwriting, and saw God's handwriting in all of its beautiful effects. In his home, he was a lovable and affectionate husband and father. It was my good fortune to know his inner life in that respect, and I loved him the more for it.

"To him, I trust, a place is given
Among the saints in Heaven."

DR. M. M. SMITH: I only regret that I did not have time to make some preparation, so as to be able to say something in memory of my friend, Dr. Gardner. When I joined this Association, if I remember correctly, one of the first hands to grasp mine was that of Dr. Gardner. I think every Association that I have attended since, except this one, I had the pleasure

of meeting Dr. Gardner. I have served this Association on a number of legislative boards with him; there never was a time when we called upon him to go to Austin to assist in legislation in the interest of organized medicine, that he did not respond; in fact we never called upon him, that I can remember, in his life as a member of the profession, so far as I have learned, that Dr. Gardner did not respond with that openness, with that earnestness, and with that enthusiasm that was characteristic of the man. We all knew him, respected him, loved him and enjoyed meeting him at our Association. He took an active part in all discussions that were of importance to organized medicine, and we miss him here today, and we shall always miss him. I think that one of the most important parts of the meeting that we have in this Association are the Memorial Services. Those of us who are left behind should not forget those who have gone before. This, to me, is such a moment for Dr. Gardner, who was one of our best and honored members of this profession, and I feel that I must at least say something in his memory.

DR. H. A. WEST: It is an interesting and solemn fact that several who are on our death roll today, were with us at our last meeting; among that number was Dr. Gardner. The stamp of death was then upon his brow, but who having looked at him and listened to his earnest discussions of all matters that were brought before us, would have recognized the fact? What a lesson to those of us who are left-"in the midst of life truly, we are in death; we know not the day nor the hour when the Son of Man calleth."

DR. W. A. ADAMS, FORT WORTH.

DR. JOS. BECTON, of Greenville: Gentlemen, this is a painful duty for me today. I am sorry that I am not better prepared to say something on the death of my friend, Dr. Adams. I have known him fifteen years. I presume I know him better than any man outside of Fort Worth. I am sorry that I have no data to say something in his memory. This I remember: He was reared and educated in Louisiana, graduated M. A. and went to Atlanta and there took his M. D., located at Bryan and there married in 1870; remained there some time, then moved to Fort Worth, and went into partnership with Dr. Bell, and lived there for a number of years, in fact, until his death. He was Chief Surgeon and Medical Director of the Equitable Life for Texas, Arkansas and Louisiana, and, in fact, he held every prominent position that he could in the county. He was the prime instigator of the Fort Worth Medical School. In the loss of Dr. Adams we lose a man that was one of the brightest stars in the galaxy of medicine. When I say that, I do not think I have said too much. He was a man that was open-handed to his friends, if he ever had an enemy I did not know it. It may be truly said of him that he practiced medicine from his heart;

he never asked if they had the price to pay him-he recognized that they were suffering humanity and needed him. Gentlemen, in the loss of Dr. Adams it was a calamity, not only to his family, but to the State of Texas, because his life was both a blessing and a benediction, and it can be truly said that he died in the harness. He was assisting Dr. Walker until he was so weak that Dr. Walker went home with him and was with him at the end when the last link in his chain was severed, and he laid himself down to dream and his great soul winged its flight, and found the door of heaven.

DR. T. C. OSBORN, CLEBURNE.

DR. F. E. DANIEL, Austin: I had prepared a brief biographical sketch of the distinguished departed brother to whose memory I desire to pay tribute, but having it in my mind that these services were to be held tomorrow, and not at the present time, I left the paper in my room. I will have, therefore, to trust to a few extemporaneous remarks as they come to me, and will not detain you long. I confess to my inability to do justice to the noble character and the eminent services of that distinguished and beloved brother, the grand old patriarch of the medical profession in Texas.

**If it were given me to select the brow upon which to place the richest crown in heaven's coffers, I could not imagine one more worthy to wear it than that of the gray-haired physician, who, bent with the weight of years, and spent with the toil of arduous duties well performed, turns with weary step to lay himself upon his last couch to rest. As with clean hands and white soul, he awaits the call of an approving God, methinks 'the quiring of immortal harps and swan-like sigh of angel's wings' might be heard, as the spirits of patients, gone before, gather on the banks of the beautiful stream to welcome him home."

I knew Dr. Osborn well. I admired him for his worth, and I loved him for his virtues, his greatness and goodness of heart. He belonged to the old generation of physicians, when the profession of medicine was a "mission" and not a trade; when the physician made no charge for his services, but accepted, as an "honorarium," whatever, if anything, was tendered in acknowledgment of his services. His services were given, alike to rich and poor, without a thought of remuneration. With him it was not a sacrifice, but a duty, to attend to all calls, and to relieve sickness and suffering was his mission. The humblest of God's creatures could call on him without hesitation, and with the full assurance of receiving his prompt and earnest attention. Dr. Osborn, in his whole life and career, exemplified the highest type of the American physician. He was learned, genial, strong, sympathetic, kind. In my mind he stands as a type of character to be

*Note. From the address of welcome to this Association by Hon. A. H. Graham at the Austin meeting in 1887.

emulated by the younger brethren. He was always studious, painstaking, an accurate observer, and a man of deep research. He stored his mind with knowledge that he might be better able to heal, and for the pleasure, he said to me, that it gave him "to know things." If the good that men do lives after them, the good that Dr. Osborn did in his long, arduous and devoted life will be an enduring monument to his name and fame, and they will go sounding down the ages along with that of the immortal Jenner. His best and most enduring work was in connection with the disease that made Jenner immortal, the prophylaxis of small pox. Of all his work, he was prouder, and justly so, of his discovery of the means of preventing or aborting and thus disarming of its terrors the "red scourge,' by baths of a solution of bichloride of mercury. This treatment, now very generally used, will always be known as the "Osborn method." All honor to the veteran physician, the genial gentleman, the upright, God-fearing citizen; the model father, the delightful and loyal friend, the noble, the good, the gentle, the learned Osborn.

Biographical.

Thomas Crutcher Osborn was born in Nashville, Tenn., May 9, 1818. His father was Alfred Mariott Osborn, a native of Oxfordshire, England. His mother was a daughter of Anthony Crutcher of Tennessee. Dr. Osborn, as a boy, was delicate, and, by the advice of the family physician, he was put to plowing, a small plow being made to suit the height of the young invalid. He grew to be a vigorous, healthy boy at thirteen. Then he went to an old field school; that was all the schooling he had. At eighteen he began the study of medicine. He attended a course of lectures in 1839 and 1840, returned home and began practicing with his preceptor, Dr. W. T. Heatherly. The degree M. D. was conferred on Dr. Osborn by Memphis Medical College in February, 1861, "in acknowledgment of his distinguished services to humanity in the practice of his profession, and on account of the discovery of the symptoms known as 'the Malarial tongue.'" He had been from 1840 to 1861 practicing under a license from the Board of Censors of the Tennessee Medical Society, under the then existing laws of the State. For a complete biography of Dr. Osborn, you are referred to the Southern Practitioner, Nashville, Tenn., January, 1901. It was written by the venerable Dr. Samuel Hollingsworth Stout, late medical director of all the Confederate Hospitals during the Civil War. Drs. Stout and Osborn were life-long friends from boyhood's days. Dr. Osborn's contribution to the storehouse of medical lore, and his services to the profession and to humanity have been immense. He contributed many original and valuable papers to the Medical Journals of the Southwest. He removed from Tennessee to Greenville, Ala., thence to Louisiana, thence to Cleburne, Texas, in 1882.

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He was married in 1845 to Miss Harriet McClellan of Alabama. marriage were born four sons and four daughters, all of whom survive him. His son, Dr. James D. Osborn, and his grandson, Dr. E. B. Osborn, well known to you all, are practicing medicine in Cleburne.

Of all the good work done by Dr. Osborn to the cause of medicine and humanity, Dr. Osborn prized most highly the discovery, which will always bear his name, of the prophylaxis and abortion of small pox by the local use of bichloride of mercury. It destroys the colonies of the bacterium in situ. He was enthusiastic on the subject, and actually took a case to his home and treated it, permitting the man's wife to sleep in the same bed with her husband all through the case. Just eighteen days before he died he wrote Dr. Stout a characteristic letter from which I extract the following: "I am quite happy to inform you of my great prize in having a case of Variola of the discreet variety in my house since last Wednesday, and that it is aborting beautifully. I have longed for just such a case, not merely to arrest it on the wing, but greatly for the opportunity of testing the prophylaxis of the rational treatment by permitting the husband and wife to sleep together. It is a newly married couple and the test will be therefore the more satisfactory. If they can sleep together as young folks do, the test will be complete and the public need no longer fear infection (the husband contracted the disease on the bridal tour). His wife hurried him to my house. I am so glad to superintend the treatment, knowing well what could be done. Addressing myself to the work, it became obvious after the first sponge bath that its effects were decidedly perceptible, and by the next Sunday morning the multitude of pustules on the face faded out completely, and he was up and dressed, with the freedom of the house and yard. We are directing attention to the wife, who has not been absent from his bed at any time. Can't you see why I'm so glad? If she has no incubation (later reports said she had none) I will let them go home next Sunday, feeling no more solicitude about the dramatic incident. Oh, ain't that splendid? I am so happy. God has had a hand in this, to dispel the apprehension filling my mind, as to the probabilities of my early claims that such contact as in this case might undo my assertions; but that is all gone. I am happy."

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Dr. Osborn was an honorary member of this society. His name appears in the Transactions of the Tennessee Medical Society as far back as 1841, nearly sixty years ago. He was President of the Alabama Medical Society and of the Greensboro, Alabama, Medical Society many years; made an honorary member of same in 1852; honorary member of Atlanta, Ga., Academy of Medicine; honorary member Mobile Pathological Society; member American Medical Association, 1869; President Lincoln Bar, Louisiana,

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