I can only say that, with the normal mind’s intelligence and ex¬ 
ercise, wisdom develops with the advancing years. If steady ap¬ 
plication counts at all, truly I have earned my share. To aim 
high is to deserve success.—My aim was, first and last, the bene¬ 
fit of all humanity. Hard honest work, persistent throughout all 
adversity, loyal to duty’s call and nature’s governance, are the 
conditions that secure success. To these I have endeavored to 
be true.—Success, theoretical, is mine. But when success shall 
savour of acknowledgment or culminate in fame depends on the 
intelligence of others and thus remains a riddle hard to read, a 
consummation I may never see perchance,—a sequel which must 
still lie hid in the lap of the immortal gods until the fulness of 
time be come; for as the immortal Emerson has said: 
. “'Into every intelligence there is a door which is never closed 
through which the Creator passed! 
‘‘Meanwhile, as conscious guardian of a living truth, I stand 
at the post of duty, in single-minded certainty, my aim always 
in view; and if alone, still steadfast yet, my face turned to the 
weakening foe, expectant, in the forefront of the fray between 
the things archaic and the scientific dawn. That more was not 
achieved, with earlier results, is due to circumstances and many 
obstacles along the arduous way. 
“Posterity shall judge me, possibly with kindness, in the days 
to come, recalling that such a fight was made and such a stand 
maintained, not at a period of quiet and repose, but when con¬ 
tending factions rose most high,—a time of keenest controversy, 
an age of fetishes, the most perverse anachronism medical his¬ 
tory records, when orthodox bacteriology ran riot in an inter¬ 
mittent orgie of heresies and greed, a prey to subsidized charlat¬ 
anry of many varied creeds,—strange human wolves, armed with 
the weapon of cupidity who entered the law-protected fold of 
medical mediocrity and slew the dying with a surer death, by 
various hypothesis that clustered round a prevalant disease. The 
whole world paid the toll! 
“Had but my therapy been accepted then, how many a wasted 
life had been preserved, how many a bitter tear been saved to 
‘suffering sad humanity.’ 
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