G. J. Guthrie, Commentaries on the Surgery of the War in Portugal…
“ Picture to yourselves a man lying with a small hole either before or behind in the thigh, no bleeding, no pain, nothing but an inability to move the limb, to stand upon it, and think that he must inevitably die in a few weeks, worn out by the continued pain and suffering attendant on the repeated formation of matter burrowing in every direction, unless his thigh be amputated at the hip-joint, or he be relieved by the operation which, I insist upon it, ought first to be performed. ”
