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His general health improved very much; and in his love for his nephew Karl, whom Beethoven had adopted, the lonely man found an outlet for his strong affections, which was medicine for his soul, though the object was worthless and ungrateful. We get curious and amusing insights into the daily tenor of Beethoven's life during this period things sometimes almost grotesque, were they not so sad.

"The odd thing is," said Bickley, "that we can see at all. Where the devil does the light come from thousands of feet underground?" "I don't know," answered Bastin, "unless there is natural gas here, as I am told there is at a town called Medicine Hat in Canada." "Natural gas be blowed," said Bickley. "It is more like moonlight magnified ten times." So it was.

He was born in Damascus, and flourished about the middle of the ninth century. He wrote a book on medicine called the "Aggregator," or "Breviarium," or "Practica Medicinæ," which appeared in many printed editions within the century after the invention of printing. During the ninth century, also, we have an account of Honein Ben Ischak, who is known in the West as Johannitius.

Now go, before they catch you. "'I think you might get away, I whispered back. 'I will cut your bonds. When you are free, slip through the window and I will guide you. "'Very well, try it, she said. "So I drew my knife and stretched out my arm. But then, Baas, I showed myself a fool if the Great Medicine had still been there I might have known better.

I find that, howsoever men speak against adversity, yet some sweet uses are to be extracted from it; like the jewel, precious for medicine, which is taken from the head of the venomous and despised toad."

Be good to my white child when she goes with her man to the white man's home far away. O great Spirit, when I return to the lodges of my people, be kind to me, for I shall be lonely; I shall not have my child; I shall not hear my white man's voice. Give me good Medicine, O Sun and great Father, till my dream tells me that my man comes from over the hills for me once more."

Medicine among the early Greeks, before the time of Hippocrates, was a crude mixture of religion, necromancy, and mysticism.

For the word had gone out that the Seer, beloved by all the tribe, and his lieutenant, almost equally beloved, were making "big medicine" in The King's Basin Desert. Not a man of them would have exchanged his chance to go for a crown and scepter. The eastern engineer met these hardened professional brothers cordially.

Among the extravagant pretensions of the alchemists, that of forming a universal medicine was perhaps not the most irrational. It was only when they pretended to cure every disease, and to confer longevity, that they did violence to reason.

It is easy to understand that a man who has reached the place in medicine where he can recommend manipulative treatments of this kind, and discuss nutritional modes so rationally, knew his practical medicine well, and wrote of it judiciously.