It has been the pleasure of The Democrat, as the champion of the under dog in the fight, to say a good word now and then for the homeopathists, the weaker school, every man’s hand, from the supreme bench down to the resident physician, having, at times, been against them. It is now our duty to open the eyes of the citizens of this state to the loss they, and the homeopathic college, sustained when Dr. Morgan was allowed to return to the straight streets and white stoops of Philadelphia. It is of a miracle we would sing, a miracle never dreamed of by Hahne–or any other–man. The heroine’s name is Smith–Jennie Smith. She had been afflicted with chronic spinal disease for sixteen years, during which time she had been confined to her bed, and upon which she would have remained but for a kind Fate which sent her to the homeopathic hospital at Philadelphia and to Dr. John C. Morgan. Did Dr. Morgan vainly and highly attenuate his medicines? Did he dilute to an inordinate degree? No. But he knelt with his patient and poured forth his soul in prayer for her recovery. Far above the noise and bustle of the street cars was heard his invocation. Men came and men went, still he prayed on. Aghast the Philadelphians gazed; even the fire engines were ordered out; but above the shriek of the steam whistle were heard his supplicating tones; and when his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly whisper, and the skin was abraded from his knees, he arose and the maiden’s verbetrae [sic] were as stiff as those of the lonesome democrat who refuses to coalesce. We joyfully regard the possible result of this new system of practice. Where will it end? we ask triumphantly. To think of the gentle Palmer, the militant Franklin, the dignified Dunster, the saintly Donald, the eloquent Frothingham and the keen Jones throwing their saws and their pills, great and small, to the winds. No more the knife; the “new process for spinal curvatures” will be abandoned, for the newer, the supplicatory process, will supersede all. Even the excellent president of the university will petition The Infinite for the saving of the otherwise wholly lost soul of the gentle zephyr who directs the destinies of the Courier and Dr. Chase’s receipt book. So let us rejoice for the glad promise of a better day.
With the exception of Dr. Morgan and Dr. Chase, the other gentlemen mentioned were all at the University of Michigan Medical School.