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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.

50 Reasons for Being a Homoepath

50 Reasons for Being a Homoepath

J.Compton Burnett


Part 26:

You complain that I indulge in too much abuse, and that I am unnecessarily pugnacious and offensive. Perhaps so. Did you not have the impertinence to call the homeopaths quacks? You who know nothing about what they do! And do not you allopaths, every man of you, go about day by day and slander the homeopaths!

You allopaths bear false witness against your homeopathic neighbours every day of your lives – did I not once hear you say to your aunt at the table, “Oh yes aunty, take some of your little homeopathic pillules, they won’t hurt!”

You said I must give you fifty reasons out of my own life’s work, as I had promised, or “come down the tree”. Well I sit firmly on a very big bough of the old tree of truth, and it is not an ignorant allopath who will ever dislodge me.

It may be half a dozen years ago that an unusually beautiful, sweet girl, a good way in her twenties, residing in an important provincial town, was noticed to fade and get weak, with peculiar ill-defined throat symptoms, weakness in her back, rectal and uterine irritation, weakness and emaciation. People could not think what had come over her. She is one of those human highbreds who will not cave in, but, if duty calls, will go on till they drop : Till then, existing on their ‘go’ rather than on their physique.

In life they are commonly misunderstood, and because they can put on a spurt or clear a very high-fenced difficulty au besoin, the unknowing and non-observant think they are really strong, but are lazy or sham.

“Oh! She nursed her nieces for weeks and never had her clothes off, but did not seem to mind a bit, and now she would have you believe she is so delicate; she shams, it’s all a put on.” But it is not put on at all : If you examine their heads you will find the animal sphere almost entirely absent.

Dr R M Tuttle, speaking on this point says:

“Some men can do with ease as much physical labour as would kill other men. The same is true of mental labour. A man like Gladstone can take on himself a course of work the mere attempting of which would effectually silence any one else. He is a man with a large, highly organized brain, but he possesses, besides, the well-balanced organs of animal life which are required to generate the energy that such brains can transmute into intellectual force. To be able to do the full measure of work of a man, it is necessary to be a good animal.”

The lady in question has the most exquisitely intellectual development, a wonderful arch of cerebrum, but no occipital power worth while.

Well the patient had been through a domestic trial and had bent; some thought she had broken.

A good, kind, gentle allopathic physician, who was wont to attend the family, also attended her, and diagnosed Bright’s Disease of the kidneys. Said he to her mother: “I am truely sorry to have to tell you that Miss ___ has a disease of the kidneys that cannot be cured; you must take care of her; she must wear flannel all over, and avoid cold & damp; she may last with care a very long time, but you must not expect her to get well.”

Much family council was held together, and the outlook being dark and hopeless, the young lady was brought to me.

Homeopathy cured her in about eight months, and the young lady thereupon got married, and now has several bouncing children, and she herself continues in good health. Not a vestige of albumen has been in the urine for nearly five years. What cured her? Mercurius vivus. She took two doses a day for many months. I did not hit it right off, but tried two or three remedies at first without avail.

This is my twenty-sixth reason for being a homeopath, and it alone were amply sufficient; and whether it be God’s will that I die tonight, or live for another fifty years, I feel that while I do live I am in duty bound to fight the good fight of homeopathy with all the power power I possess: were I to do less I should be afraid to die.

Young man, the responsibility of not being a homeopath is very terrible.