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

the leisure time necessary for personal adornment; hence he will not merit the patronage of the wealthy and refined. He will never boast of the remarkable knowledge of medicine he possesses, nor drive four horses, and will therefore remain unknown to most of his professional brothers. When he passes from his present mortal hab- itation no monument will be raised over his remains ; but his epitaph will be inscribed on the tablets of each grateful patient's memory. But, in all his transmigra- tions, he will be fully initiated in nature's most hidden secrets, and shall receive a final reward at the hands of the Grand Master. I am happy to have seen this rare old type of doctor, and doubt not that there may be a few others like him. Soother has led me to overcome one prejudice which has clung to me during all my varied changes." " What may that prejudice be ? " asked Paulus Andro- cydes, in eager curiosity. " Onions ! " responded Athothis ; " for, in my day and generation, we Nile dwellers were taught that the onion was a sacred plant, the divine symbol of planetary revo- lutions, the renewal of the ages. Yet this impious doctor of the nineteenth century has prescribed it for the re- newal of a pauper's health; and, I foresee that the effect of the plant will be good. Ah! even we immortals at last learn to cast prejudices aside. But come ! let us be going." And again the spirits were whisked out into space.