CHAPTER V.

Daguerreotype Apparatus.--Set up as Ladies' Daguerreotype Portrait

Takers.--Preparations.--A pretty young Lady to begin

with.--Preliminaries.--A Chapter of Contingencies.--Success of the

first Experiment.--Other successful Experiments.--A Change of

Fortune.--Give up this Business.--An Incident.--Take up the Practice of

Surgery.--Operation for Strabismus.--Details.--First Subject.--A

great Gathering of Squint Eyes.--A troublesome Patient.--A little

Hero.--Extraordinary Instance of Fortitude.--A Military Patient.--A

Female Patient.--Practice of Surgery abandoned.--Instability of Fame.

But the reader must not suppose that our only business in Merida was

the investigation of antiquities; we had other operations in hand which

gave us plenty of employment. We had taken with us a Daguerreotype

apparatus, of which but one specimen had ever before appeared in

Yucatan. Great improvements had been since made in the instrument, and

we had reason to believe that ours was one of the best; and having

received assurances that we might do a large business in that line, we

were induced to set up as ladies' Daguerreotype portrait takers. It was

a new line for us, and rather venturesome, but not worse than for the

editor of a newspaper to turn captain of a steamboat; and, besides, it

was not like banking--we could not injure any one by a failure.

Having made trials upon ourselves until we were tired of the subjects,

and with satisfactory results, we considered ourselves sufficiently

advanced to begin; and as we intended to practice for the love of the

art, and not for lucre, we held that we had a right to select our

subjects. Accordingly, we had but to signify our wishes, and the next

morning put our house in order for the reception of our fair visiters.

We cleared everything out of the hammock, took the washhand basin off

the chair, and threw odds and ends into one corner; and as the sun was

pouring its rays warmly and brightly into our door, it was farther

lighted up by the entry of three young ladies, with their respective

papas and mammas. We had great difficulty in finding them all seats,

and were obliged to put the two mammas into the hammock together. The

young ladies were dressed in their prettiest costume, with earrings and

chains, and their hair adorned with flowers. All were pretty, and one

was much more than pretty; not in the style of Spanish beauty, with

dark eyes and hair, but a delicate and dangerous blonde, simple,

natural, and unaffected, beautiful without knowing it, and really

because she could not help it. Her name, too, was poetry itself. I am

bound to single her out, for, late on the evening of our departure from

Merida, she sent us a large cake, measuring about three feet in

circumference by six inches deep, which, by-the-way, everything being

packed up, I smothered into a pair of saddle-bags, and spoiled some of

my scanty stock of wearing apparel.

The ceremonies of the reception over, we made immediate preparations to

begin. Much form and circumstance were necessary in settling

preliminaries; and as we were in no hurry to get rid of our subjects,

we had more formalities than usual to go through with.

Our first subject was the lady of the poetical name. It was necessary

to hold a consultation upon her costume, whether the colours were

pretty and such as would be brought out well or not; whether a scarf

around the neck was advisable; whether the hair was well arranged, the

rose becoming, and in the best position; then to change it, and

consider the effect of the change, and to say and do many other things

which may suggest themselves to the reader's imagination, and all which

gave rise to many profound remarks in regard to artistical effect, and

occupied much time.

The lady being arrayed to the best advantage, it was necessary to seat

her with reference to a right adjustment of light and shade; to examine

carefully the falling of the light upon her face; then to consult

whether it was better to take a front or a side view; to look at the

face carefully in both positions; and, finally, it was necessary to

secure the head in the right position; that it should be neither too

high nor too low; too much on one side nor on the other; and as this

required great nicety, it was sometimes actually indispensable to turn

the beautiful little head with our own hands, which, however, was a

very innocent way of turning a young lady's head.

Next it was necessary to get the young lady into focus--that is, to get

her into the box, which, in short; means, to get a reflection of her

face on the glass in the camera obscura at that one particular point of

view which presented it better than any other; and when this was

obtained, the miniatured likeness of the object was so faithfully

reflected, that, as artists carried away by enthusiasm, we were obliged

to call in the papas and mammas, who pronounced it beautiful--to which

dictum we were in courtesy obliged to respond.

The plate was now cleaned, put into the box, and the light shut off.

Now came a trying time for the young lady. She must neither open her

lips nor roll her eyes for one minute and thirty seconds by the watch.

This eternity at length ended, and the plate was taken out.

So far our course had been before the wind. Every new formality had but

increased our importance in the eyes of our fair visiters and their

respectable companions. Mr. Catherwood retired to the adjoining room to

put the plate in the mercury bath, while we, not knowing what the

result might be, a little fearful, and neither wishing to rob another

of the honour he might be justly entitled to, not to be dragged down by

another's failure, thought best to have it distinctly understood that

Mr. Catherwood was the maestro, and that we were merely amateurs. At

the same time, on Mr. Catherwood's account, I took occasion to suggest

that the process was so complicated, and its success depended upon such

a variety of minute circumstances, it seemed really wonderful that it

ever turned out well. The plate might not be good, or not well cleaned;

or the chemicals might not be of the best; or the plate might be left

too long in the iodine box, or taken out too soon; or left too long in

the bromine box, or taken out too soon; or a ray of light might strike

it on putting it into the camera or in taking it out; or it might be

left too long in the camera or taken out too soon; or too long in the

mercury bath or taken out too soon; and even though all these processes

were right and regular, there might be some other fault of omission or

commission which we were not aware of; besides which, climate and

atmosphere had great influence, and might render all of no avail. These

little suggestions we considered necessary to prevent too great a

disappointment in case of failure; and perhaps our fair visiters were

somewhat surprised at our audacity in undertaking at all such a

doubtful experiment, and using them as instruments. The result,

however, was enough to induce us never again to adopt prudential

measures, for the young lady's image was stamped upon the plate, and

made a picture which enchanted her and satisfied the critical judgment

of her friends and admirers.

Our experiments upon the other ladies were equally successful, and the

morning glided away in this pleasant occupation.

We continued practising a few days longer; and as all our good results

were extensively shown, and the poor ones we took care to keep out of

sight, our reputation increased, and we had abundance of applications.

In this state of things we requested some friends to whom we were under

many obligations, to be permitted to wait upon them at their houses. On

receiving their assent, the next morning at nine o'clock Mr. C. in a

caleza, with all the complicated apparatus packed around him, drove up

to their door. I followed on foot. It was our intention to go through

the whole family, uncles, aunts, grandchildren, down to Indian

servants, as many as would sit; but man is born to disappointment. I

spare the reader the recital of our misfortunes that day. It would be

too distressing. Suffice it to say that we tried plate after plate,

sitting after sitting, varying light, time, and other points of the

process; but it was all in vain. The stubborn instrument seemed bent

upon confounding us; and, covering our confusion as well as we could,

we gathered up our Daguerreotype and carried ourselves off. What was

the cause of our complete discomfiture we never ascertained, but we

resolved to give up business as ladies' Daguerreotype portrait takers.

There was one interesting incident connected with our short career of

practice. Among the portraits put forth was one of a lady, which came

to the knowledge of a gentleman particularly interested in the fair

original. This gentleman had never taken any especial notice of us

before, but now he called upon us, and very naturally the conversation

turned upon that art of which we were then professors. The portrait of

this lady was mentioned, and by the time he had finished his third

straw cigar, he unburdened himself of the special object of his visit,

which was to procure a portrait of her for himself. This seemed natural

enough, and we assented, provided he would get her to sit; but he did

not wish either her or her friends to know anything about it. This was

a difficulty. It was not very easy to take it by stealth. However

strong an impression a young lady may make by a glance upon some

substances, she can do nothing upon a silver plate. Here she requires

the aid of iodine, bromine, and mercury. But the young man was fertile

in expedients. He said that we could easily make some excuse, promising

her something more perfect, and in making two or three impressions,

could slip one away for him. This was by no means a bad suggestion, at

least so far as he was concerned, but we had some qualms of conscience.

While we were deliberating, a matter was introduced which perhaps lay

as near Doctor Cabot's heart as the young lady did that of our friend.

That was a pointer or setter dog for hunting, of which the doctor

was in great want. The gentleman said he had one-the only one in

Merida--and he would give it for the portrait. It was rather an odd

proposition, but to offer a dog for his mistress's portrait was very

different from offering his mistress's portrait for a dog. It was clear

that the young man was in a bad way; he would lay down his life, give

up smoking, part with his dog, or commit any other extravagance. The

case was touching. The doctor was really interested; and, after all,

what harm could it do? The doctor and I went to look at the dog, but it

turned out to be a mere pup, entirely unbroken, and what the result

might have been I do not know, but all farther negotiations were broken

off by the result of our out-of-door practice and disgust for the

business.

There is no immediate connexion between taking Daguerreotype portraits

and the practice of surgery, but circumstances bring close together

things entirely dissimilar in themselves, and we went from one to the

other. Secluded as Merida is, and seldom visited by strangers, the fame

of new discoveries in science is slow in reaching it, and the new

operation of Mons. Guerin for the cure of strabismus had not been heard

of. In private intercourse we had spoken of this operation, and, in

order to make it known, and extend its benefits, Doctor Cabot had

offered to perform it in Merida. The Merida people have generally fine

eyes, but, either because our attention was particularly directed to

it, or that it is really the case, there seemed to be more squinting

eyes, or biscos, as they are called, than are usually seen in any one

town, and in Merida, as in some other places, this is not esteemed a

beauty; but, either from want of confidence in a stranger, or a cheap

estimation of the qualifications of a medico who asked no pay for his

services, the doctor's philanthropic purposes were not appreciated. At

least, no one cared to be the first; and as the doctor had no sample of

his skill with him, no subject offered.

We had fixed the day for our departure; and the evening but one before,

a direct overture was made to the doctor to perform the operation. The

subject was a boy, and the application in his behalf was made by a

gentleman who formed one of a circle in which we were in the habit of

visiting, and whom we were all happy to have it in our power to serve.

The time was fixed at ten o'clock the next day. After breakfast our

sala was put in order for the reception of company, and the doctor for

the first time looked to his instruments. He had some misgivings. They

were of very fine workmanship, made in Paris, most sensitive to the

influence of the atmosphere, and in that climate it was almost

impossible to preserve anything metallic from rust. The doctor had

packed the case among his clothing in the middle of his trunk, and had

taken every possible precaution, but, as usual upon such occasions, the

most important instrument had rusted at the point, and in that state

was utterly useless. There was no cutler in the place, nor any other

person competent to touch it. Mr. Catherwood, however, brought out an

old razor hone, and between them they worked off the rust.

At ten o'clock the doctor's subject made his appearance. He was the son

of a widow lady of very respectable family, about fourteen years old,

but small of stature, and presenting even to the most casual glance the

stamp of a little gentleman. He had large black eyes, but, unluckily,

their expression was very much injured by an inward squint. With the

light heart of boyhood, however, he seemed indifferent to his personal

appearance, and came, as he said, because his mother told him to do so.

His handsome person, and modest and engaging manners, gave us

immediately a strong interest in his favour. He was accompanied by the

gentleman who had spoken of bringing him, Dr. Bado, a Guatimalian

educated in Paris, the oldest and principal physician of Merida, and by

several friends of the family, whom we did not know.

Preparations were commenced immediately. The first movement was to

bring out a long table near the window; then to spread upon it a

mattress and pillow, and upon these to spread the boy. Until the actual

moment of operating, the precise character of this new business had not

presented itself to my mind, and altogether it opened by no means so

favourably as Daguerreotype practice.

Not aiming to be technical, but desiring to give the reader the benefit

of such scraps of learning as I pick up in my travels, modern science

has discovered that the eye is retained in its orbit by six muscles,

which pull it up and down, inward and outward, and that the undue

contraction of either of these muscles produces that obliquity called

squinting, which was once supposed to proceed from convulsions in

childhood, or other unknown causes. The cure discovered is the cutting

of the contracted muscle, by means of which the eye falls immediately

into its proper place. This muscle lies under the surface; and, as it

is necessary to pass through a membrane of the eye, the cutting cannot

be done with a broadaxe or a handsaw. In fact, it requires a knowledge

of the anatomy of the eye, manual dexterity, fine instruments, and Mr.

Catherwood and myself for assistants.

Our patient remained perfectly quiet, with his little hands folded

across his breast; but while the knife was cutting through the muscle

he gave one groan, so piteous and heart-rending, that it sent into the

next room all who were not immediately engaged. But before the sound of

the groan had died away the operation was over, and the boy rose with

his eye bleeding, but perfectly straight. A bandage was tied over it,

and, with a few directions for its treatment, amid the congratulations

and praises of all present, and wearing the same smile with which he

had entered, the little fellow walked off to his mother.

The news of this wonder spread rapidly, and before night Dr. Cabot had

numerous and pressing applications, among which was one from a

gentleman whom we were all desirous to oblige, and who had this defect

in both eyes.

On his account we determined to postpone our departure another day;

and, in furtherance of his original purpose, Dr. Cabot mentioned that

he would perform the operation upon all who chose to offer. We

certainly took no trouble to spread this notice, but the next morning,

when we returned from breakfast, there was a gathering of squint-eyed

boys around the door, who, with their friends and backers, made a

formidable appearance, and almost obstructed our entrance. As soon as

the door opened there was a rush inside; and as some of these slanting

eyes might not be able to distinguish between meum and tuum, we were

obliged to help their proprietors out into the street again.

At ten o'clock the big table was drawn up to the window, and the

mattress and pillow were spread upon it, but there was such a gathering

around the window that we had to hang up a sheet before it. Invitations

had been given to Dr. Bado and Dr. Munoz, and all physicians who chose

to come, and having met the governor in the evening, I had asked him to

be present. These all honoured us with their company, together with a

number of self-invited persons, who had introduced themselves, and

could not well be turned out, making quite a crowded room.

The first who presented himself was a stout lad about nineteen or

twenty, whom we had never seen or heard of before. Who he was or where

he came from we did not know, but he was a bisco of the worst kind, and

seemed able-bodied enough to undergo anything in the way of surgery. As

soon as the doctor began to cut the muscle, however, our strapping

patient gave signs of restlessness; and all at once, with an actual

bellow, he jerked his head on one side, carried away the doctor's hook,

and shut his eye upon it with a sort of lockjaw grip, as if determined

it should never be drawn out. How my hook got out I have no idea;

fortunately, the doctor let his go, or the lad's eye would have been

scratched out. As it was, there he sat with the bandage slipped above

one eye, and the other closed upon the hook, the handle of which stood

out straight. Probably at that moment he would have been willing to

sacrifice pride of personal appearance, keep his squint, and go through

life with his eye shut, the hook in it, and the handle sticking out;

but the instrument was too valuable to be lost. And it was interesting

and instructive to notice the difference between the equanimity of one

who had a hook in his eye, and that of lookers-on who had not. All the

spectators upbraided him with his cowardice and want of heart, and

after a round of reproof to which he could make no answer, he opened

his eye and let out the hook. But he had made a bad business of it. A

few seconds longer, and the operation would have been completed. As it

was, the whole work had to be repeated. As the muscle was again lifted

under the knife, I thought I saw a glare in the eyeball that gave token

of another fling of the head, but the lad was fairly browbeaten into

quiet; and, to the great satisfaction of all, with a double share of

blackness and blood, and with very little sympathy from any one, but

with his eye straight, he descended from the table. Outside he was

received with a loud shout by the boys, and we never heard of him

again.

The room was now full of people, and, being already disgusted with the

practice of surgery, I sincerely hoped that this exhibition would cure

all others of a wish to undergo the operation, but a little Mestizo

boy, about ten years old, who had been present all the time, crept

through the crowd, and, reaching the table, squinted up at us without

speaking, his crisscross expression telling us very plainly what he

wanted. He had on the usual Mestizo dress of cotton shirt and drawers

and straw hat, and seemed so young, simple, and innocent, that we did

not consider him capable of judging for himself. We told him he must

not be operated on, but he answered, in a decided though modest tone,

"Yo quiero, yo quiero," "I wish it, I wish it." We inquired if there

was any one present who had any authority over him, and a man whom we

had not noticed before, dressed, like him, in shirt and drawers,

stepped forward and said he was the boy's father; he had brought him

there himself on purpose, and begged Doctor Cabot to proceed. By his

father's directions, the little fellow attempted to climb up on the

table, but his legs were too short, and he had to be lifted up. His eye

was bandaged, and his head placed upon the pillow. He folded his hands

across his breast, turned his eye, did in all things exactly as he was

directed, and in half a minute the operation was finished. I do not

believe that he changed his position a hair's breadth or moved a

muscle. It was an extraordinary instance of fortitude. The spectators

were all admiration, and, amid universal congratulation, he was lifted

from the table, his eye bound up, and, without a word, but with the

spirit of a little hero, he took his father's hand and went away.

At this time, amid a press of applicants, a gentleman came to inform us

that a young lady was waiting her turn. This gave us an excuse for

clearing the room, and we requested all except the medical gentlemen

and the immediate friends to favour us with their absence. Such was the

strange curiosity these people had for seeing a most disagreeable

spectacle, that they were very slow in going away, and some slipped

into the other rooms and the yard, but we ferreted them out, and got

the room somewhat to ourselves.

The young lady was accompanied by her mother. She was full of

hesitation and fears, anxious to be relieved, but doubting her ability

to endure the pain, and the moment she saw the instruments, her courage

entirely forsook her. Doctor Cabot discouraged all who had any distrust

of their own fortitude, and, to my mingled joy and regret, she went

away.

The next in order was the gentleman on whose account we had postponed

our departure. He was the oldest general in the Mexican service, but

for two years an exile in Merida. By the late revolution, which placed

Santa Ana in power, his party was uppermost; and he had strong claims

upon our good feelings, for, in a form expatriation from Mexico,

he had served as volunteer aid to General Jackson at the battle of

New-Orleans. This gentleman had an inward squint in both eyes, which,

however, instead of being a defect, gave character to his face; but his

sight was injured by it, and this Doctor Cabot thought might be

improved. The first eye was cut quickly and successfully, and while the

bloody orb was rolling in its socket, the same operation was performed

upon the other. In this, however, fearing that the eye might be drawn

too far in the opposite direction, the doctor had not thought it

advisable to cut the muscle entirely through, and, on examining it, he

was not satisfied with the appearance. The general again laid his head

upon the pillow, and the operation was repeated, making three times in

rapid succession. Altogether, it was a trying thing, and I felt

immensely happy when it was over. With his eyes all right and both

bandaged, we carried him to a caleza in waiting, where, to the great

amusement of the vagabond boys, he took his seat on the footboard, with

his back to the horse, and it was some time before we could get him

right.

In the mean time the young lady had returned with her mother. She could

not bear to lose the opportunity, and though unable to make up her mind

to undergo the operation, she could not keep away. She was about

eighteen, of lively imagination, picturing pleasure or pain in the

strongest colours, and with a smile ever ready to chase away the tear.

At one moment she roused herself to the effort, and the next, calling

herself coward, fell into her mother's arms, while her mother cheered

and encouraged her, representing to her, with that confidence allowed

before medical men, the advantage it would give her in the eyes of our

sex. Her eyes were large, full, and round, and with the tear glistening

in them, the defect was hardly visible; in fact, all that they wanted

was to be made to roll in the right direction.

I have given the reader a faint picture of Daguerreotype practice with

young ladies, but this was altogether another thing, and it was very

different from having to deal with boys or men. It is easy enough to

spread out a boy upon a table, but not so with a young lady; so, too,

it is easy enough to tie a bandage around a boy's head, but vastly

different among combs and curls, and long hair done up behind. As the

principal assistant of Doctor Cabot, this complicated business devolved

upon me; and having, with the help of her mother, accomplished it, I

laid her head upon the pillow as carefully as if it had been my own

property. In all the previous cases I had found it necessary, in order

to steady my hand, to lean my elbow on the table, and my wrist on the

forehead of the patient I did the same with her, and, if I know myself

I never gazed into any eyes as I did into that young lady's one eye in

particular. When the doctor drew out the instrument, I certainly could

have taken her in my arms, but her imagination had been too powerful;

her eyes closed, a slight shudder seized her, and she fainted. That

passed off, and she rose with her eyes all right. A young gentleman was

in attendance to escort her to her home, and the smile had again

returned to her cheek as he told her that now her lover would not know

her.

This case had occupied a great deal of time; the doctor's labours were

doubled by the want of regular surgical aid, he was fatigued with the

excitement, and I was worn out; my head was actually swimming with

visions of bleeding and mutilated eyes, and I almost felt doubtful

about my own. The repetition of the operations had not accustomed me to

them; indeed, the last was more painful to me than the first, and I

felt willing to abandon forever the practice of surgery. Doctor Cabot

had explained the modus operandi fully to the medical gentlemen, had

offered to procure them instruments, and considering the thing fairly

introduced into the country, we determined to stop. But this was not so

easy; the crowd out of doors had their opinion on the subject; the

biscos considered that we were treating them outrageously, and became

as clamorous as a mob in a western city about to administer Lynch law.

One would not be kept back. He was a strapping youth, with cast enough

in his eye to carry everything before him, and had probably been

taunted all his life by merciless schoolboys. Forcing himself inside,

with his hands in his pockets, he said that he had the money to pay for

it, and would not be put off. We were obliged to apologize, and, with a

little wish to bring him down, gave him some hope that he should be

attended to on our return to Merida.

The news of these successes flew like wild-fire, and a great sensation

was created throughout the city. All the evening Doctor Cabot was

besieged with applications, and I could but think how fleeting is this

world's fame! At first my arrival in the country had been fairly

trumpeted in the newspapers; for a little while Mr. Catherwood had

thrown me in the shade with the Daguerreotype, and now all our glories

were swallowed up by Doctor Cabot's cure of strabismus. Nevertheless,

his fame was reflected upon us. All the afternoon squint-eyed boys were

passing up and down the street, throwing slanting glances in at the

door, and toward evening, as Mr. Catherwood and I were walking to the

plaza, we were hailed by some vagabond urchins with the obstreperous

shout, "There go the men who cure the biscos."

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