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Robert Owen Robinson

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Robert Owen Robinson

Birth
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13 Jun 1886 (aged 16)
Burial
Wadesboro, Anson County, North Carolina, USA Add to Map
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July 7, 1886, The Atlanta Constitution, Atlanta, Georgia

Wadesboro, N.C. - Robert ROBINSON, the 16 year old son of Colonel John ROBINSON has just died here of Hydrophobia. In August last a strange dog came to his home and attacked one of the yard dogs. Robert went to the rescue of his dog and was bitten on the arm by the strange dog, which then ran off. It attacked several other dogs while was running away but was finally killed. Robert's family feared the results of the bite as all the evidence indicated that the dog was mad, but so long a time had elapsed without evil consequences that their fears entirely ceased. On Tuesday last the young man was stung by a bee on the arm bitten by the dog. Robert suffered great pain. On Saturday morning, while engaged in conversation with his mother, she observed that Robert had fallen into a strange mood, laughing frequently outright and immediately without apparent cause. He admitted there was nothing there was nothing to laugh at but that he could not help it. His father being informed of his peculiar condition and at the same time discovering unusual nervousness in the patient, suggested taking him to a physician, but proposed first to give Robert a milk toddy to quiet his nerves. The sight of the liquid threw the young man into violent convulsions, which continued until several of the physicians in Wadesboro and vicinity arrived. The most powerful opiates were administered and even the profuse application of chloroform failed to keep him quiet long at a time. He foamed at the mouth gnashing his teeth in the effort to bite the attendants about the bedside. In his lucid intervals, although brief, the poor victim gave every evidence of intelligence, talking with those around him of his awful condition and realizing that he must die, he expressed a resignation to God's will, and prayed that all others might be spared the fate that had befallen him.
Note: The data contained here may be used by non-commercial entities, as long as this message remains on all copied material. These pages may not be reproduced in any format for profit or for presentation by other persons or organizations. Julie Hampton Ganis 2000.

July 7, 1886, The Atlanta Constitution, Atlanta, Georgia

Wadesboro, N.C. - Robert ROBINSON, the 16 year old son of Colonel John ROBINSON has just died here of Hydrophobia. In August last a strange dog came to his home and attacked one of the yard dogs. Robert went to the rescue of his dog and was bitten on the arm by the strange dog, which then ran off. It attacked several other dogs while was running away but was finally killed. Robert's family feared the results of the bite as all the evidence indicated that the dog was mad, but so long a time had elapsed without evil consequences that their fears entirely ceased. On Tuesday last the young man was stung by a bee on the arm bitten by the dog. Robert suffered great pain. On Saturday morning, while engaged in conversation with his mother, she observed that Robert had fallen into a strange mood, laughing frequently outright and immediately without apparent cause. He admitted there was nothing there was nothing to laugh at but that he could not help it. His father being informed of his peculiar condition and at the same time discovering unusual nervousness in the patient, suggested taking him to a physician, but proposed first to give Robert a milk toddy to quiet his nerves. The sight of the liquid threw the young man into violent convulsions, which continued until several of the physicians in Wadesboro and vicinity arrived. The most powerful opiates were administered and even the profuse application of chloroform failed to keep him quiet long at a time. He foamed at the mouth gnashing his teeth in the effort to bite the attendants about the bedside. In his lucid intervals, although brief, the poor victim gave every evidence of intelligence, talking with those around him of his awful condition and realizing that he must die, he expressed a resignation to God's will, and prayed that all others might be spared the fate that had befallen him.


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