50 Reasons For Being a Homeopath’ is a lovely little book. It consists of 50 letters from the famous homeopathic doctor J. Compton Burnett to a young skeptic ‘Dr T.A.K’ & was written around 1888. It still shines with truth today.
It may be about three years ago, or thereabouts, that it was my duty to give an opinion on the state of a gentleman of middle age, resident in London, and who was considered on a dying state. He had not much faith in any medical man, or in any pathy, and had for years wandered from one physician to another for his serious heart disease and frightful dyspepsia. The allopaths did him most good, he thought, on the whole, with their remedies, but the good effects did not last. The prescriptions showed that his state had been correctly diagnosed, and not badly treated from their standpoint. He received in turn cordials, iodides, antacids and tonics, but his disease – aneurysm of the aorta – got worse.
The homeopaths had treated him symptomatically – and he had plenty of symptoms – and once or twice he really thought he was cured for a day or two, but then he became suddenly as bad as ever – his aneurysm evidently got larger.
When I first saw him he seemed almost moribund, and had received the last rites of the Church.
After going over his case well, and taking into account the state of his tissues and organs and the size of his aneurysm, so far as that could be determined, I gave as my opinion that he might slowly get better, and be eventually cured of his disease.
The gentleman has since married, and the aneurysm, though not quite gone, is slowly yielding to homeopathic treatment, freely applied under diagnostic commonsense.
The principle remedies were Aurum met., Chelidonium majus, Cardus, Ceanothus, Glandium quercus, Aconitum, Ferrum, Cactus grand, and Baryta muriatica, the first-named and the four last being directly – specifically – curative. My knowledge of the use of Barium is due to Dr. Flint, and this is not the first or second time that Homeopathy has cured aneurysm.
I saw my patient walking along the street a few days since with his wife, and I was quite struck with his healthy, ruddy appearance. The power of Homeopathy over aneurysm gives my twenty-fifth reason for being a homeopath – and that lands me just half-way with my fifty reasons. Have you thus far conceived any greater respect for homeopathy, or can you explain all my reasons away? At least you are beginning to see that my statement at your uncle’s house was not boastfulness, but a mere statement of fact. Pray understand that I am not in the least desirous of making you, or anybody else, a homeopath; it makes no difference to truth : truth will get on very well without any of you.
Nor do I anticipate any particular good from all this scribbling of my fifty reasons to you; I do it just to substantiate my own position, and slap the jeering ignorance of orthodoxy in the face.