Newark evening star and Newark advertiser., 1916-01-24
HEALTH AND HAPPINESS
by DIR. LEONARD KEENE HIRsHBE RG.
A. H., NJ. A, NJ. ID, (John Hopkins.)

| thought. A mind that lives in an un-
ventilated mental house naturally
shrivels up.
But it would be a great mistake to
think of this real bigotry as belong
| ing alone TO any business. There are
| carpenters and bookkeepers and
tailors who are bigoted, and brick
| layers who want to do it the way it
always has been done. New ideas
hurt some people like a draft or Il
thorn. Neither is it fair, as I have
pointed out, to charge the bigotry of
a few against the many.
Remember the trials of the doctor.
Remember the incessant strain of sit
| ting before that dark side of the pic
| ture of life day after day. Remem-
Der the bitter experiences he has with
new "cures" that turn out not to be
cures at all, and give him credit as
often as you can for being cautious,
rather than bigoted. Remember the
| experiences he has with dangerous,
| inscriptions quacks and excuse him
as often as you can for holding fast
to his school code. Even when you
find him wearing professional
binders, like a shaft horse, and shy
ing, like a shaft horse, at scraps of
printed paper, give him credit for all
the earnestness and all the devotion
and all the hard-wrought skill there
may be in him. He may believe he is
"holdng fast to that which is true"
If there is a man or woman who
in his or her life has not been helped
over the rough way by the self -sacri-
flee OF q doctor, that man or that
woman must have had either the
good luck never to stumble or the bad
luck always to have turned the wrong
way for help. II may be that only a
doctor knows how much is demanded
OF the great profession of medicine,
how much its members give of them
sel''es in the endless battle against
disease, how many OF them surrender
their lives in the clutch of disease
monsters they have assailed. It may
be that only a doctor knows how
much it costs doctors, in blood and
brain and nerves and comfort, to be
at the beck and call OF a sick world
in all seasons, in all weathers, at all
hours.
Did you ever, Mr. Reader, see that
picture called THE Doctor" The
bearded man with the strong, kindly
face. sits, chin in hand, studying the
fevered profile of an unconscious
child At a little distance. across the
dim room. stand the father and
mother clinging together in an agony
of doubt and fear. Every hearthope
they have is passionately fixed on that
man who, with all the strength of his
nature, is wrestling with death; and
in the eyes of that man by the little
bed OF pain you can read the whole
story of the doctor. II you can look
at those eyes and forget your impati-
ence of some other mans bigotry, you
ought to be able to forget that i'm
patience when you look about you in
the world at the work of those men
who are truly representative of a
noble partnership between sympathy
and science.
A chain may be only as strong as
its weakest link. But man is not
like a chain, for he is as strong as his
strongest link also. A profession. like
all humanity, should be measured by
it's strengths as well as by its weak
nesses. If you yourself want to escape
bigotry, keep your eyes on the high
spots, in your judgments as we'll as
in your ambitions.