Persons Who Suffered From Scarlet Fever
- Lope de Vega, the famous Spanish writer and poet died because of scarlet fever in 1635.
- Caroline Matilda of Wales (1751-1775), titular queen of Denmark, died from the disease at the age of 23.
- Johann Strauss I, composer of waltzes and other light classics, died in Vienna in 1849 from scarlet fever contracted from one of his illegitimate children.
- Myron Floren, the accordionist on The Lawrence Welk Show had scarlet fever as a child. His accordion playing saved his life, as the exertion strengthened his heart back to pre-fever performance.
- Maria Franziska von Trapp, the second daughter of Captain Georg von Trapp, suffered from scarlet fever and infected her mother Agathe Whitehead, who died from the disease. Maria von Trapp then entered the family, giving rise to the story behind The Sound of Music.
- Liu Tianhua (1895–1932), a Chinese musicologist died of scarlet fever in 1932 in Beijing.
- August Lösch (1906–1945), German economist, died of scarlet fever just after World War II ended.
- Hazel Hall (1886-1924), a poet based in Portland. She created many pieces of work, including "Curtains"
- Loulan Mummy (3000 B.C.E.), a famed mixed-race beauty ("Sleeping Beauty")
- Hellen Keller was believed to have lost her vision and hearing,
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