To enjoy the full flavor of these memoirs one must be a physician with a drop of New England blood in his veins and preferably one who appreciates the Harvard Medical School and the Massachusetts General Hospital. For this is a book of reminiscences with a background vividly colored by Vermont, Harvard and the "M. G. H."
The tale begins with the autumn of 1875, when Wheeler entered the Harvard Medical School. Brave days they were: Oliver Wendell Holmes was teaching anatomy; young Henry P. Bowditch, physiology; Calvin Ellis, medicine, and Henry J. Bigelow, surgery. Fine days they were, too, for the lucky "House-pups" at the hospital, who on graduation from the School were taken in hand and "licked into shape" by such strong personalities as C. B. Porter, Bigelow himself or John Homans. All M. G. H. men the entire country over are the same: To them there is