e's ample gift to all,--could be wrested from the selfish hand of
tyranny and mankind enabled to secure from nature's willing hand the
succour that an Infinite Providence offers to disease.
A physician to whom I once explained my theories, heard me for some
minutes and then he said "Well, and so you want to create healthy blood
in this way?" "Yes, surely," I replied. "We have no use for that," he
callously exclaimed, "there would _be no business in that_."
_Hence Mankind must degenerate and Disease of all kinds ride rampant_
through the land, rather than upset the firmly rooted fallacies of the
past or foil the ghoul-like greed of a certain set of conscienceless
practitioners.
To the first of these the terse old Latin satire would apply:
"Homine imperito nunquam quidquam injustius
Qui, nisi quod ipse fecit, nihil rectum putat."
(Terentius.)
"Who is there so unreasoning as he, that learned drone,
Who reckons nothing perfect save what he himself hath known."
(M.B.)
To the second let an outraged public reply.
* * * * *
But meanwhile, as the hideous holocaust proceeds, the mills of God grind
slowly but mysteriously secure. The eternal law of equity is working
still; and from every evil there proceeds a good. Truth may be hidden in
the nether deeps, but some day the strained tension breaks, the balance
reversing brings it to the light. Its spirit works for ever, like a
ferment, hidden long, deep down in the Universal heart of things; for
with majestic, unimpressionable tread, sublimely the silent force of
human progress moves; slow and inevitably sure, the great indwelling
spirit of a vast eternal energy leading man ever upward to the True and
Best.
Against this axiom, alas, graceless and suicidal seems the unwisdom of
the world, in action against all who offer it salvation from its pain;
aye, though he be Christ or Commoner.
Rather be wrong in league with wealth and power than be right--and stand
alone. This is now the worldly wisdom of the sage.
Genius at grips with material and religious power, fares ill; as with
far-famed Copernicus, or "starry Galileo and his woes"; or, in a brave
woman's daring words:--"He, who dares to see a truth not recognized in
creeds, must die the death."
"A time of transition is a time of pain," is a truism well recognized by
all, and he who would press Regeneration upon the world--weak, weary and
unthinking as its peop
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