Athothis : a satire on modern medicine / by Thomas C. Minor.

on the bosom of Patah, the Creator of the Universe, the father of all. For it is written in the Book of the Dead, ' Blessed be that life which seeks wisdom through all the revolving ages, for it shall return to Patah, who created it; then shall it become part of the divinity." ' " You speak of love," said Paulus Androcydes, in evi- dent disdain. " Does that passion still linger in the transmigrating essence ? " " Love is eternal," answered Athothis. " It is the vital spark of the divine essence. Remember that a triad of mystical rules should govern every life; i. e., love Patah, the all-wise, by whom life is given; love every living creature, for every created thing is Patah ; love wisdom, for knowledge is power, and Patah alone is all- powerful. He is wisdom. Know, mortal, that as you pass through the various stages of transmigration and are duly initiated into these mysteries, so finally you shall attain your degree of sublime perfection." Paulus Androcydes trembled violently and extended the ring-finger of his left hand to the Egyptian. As he touched Athothis a strange, thrilling sensation permeated his body; his white, bushy hair seemed to rise on end as if endowed with electric tension, while innumerable sparks flashed before his eyes, and the muscles of his face were so violently twitched that the green glass gog- gles fell to the floor. There was a pause of a few seconds, then the kindly voice of Athothis inquired : "In what field of knowledge do you desire to glean information ? " " Enlighten me in regard to medicine; teach me the secrets of the healing art," responded the physician. Athothis uttered a low sepulchral groan, and then said, in a grave tone: " You shall see modern medical