of the same class of men "still live." The actors are of the same class, but the play is called by a new name.
In his lifetime, Thomson's friends were ready to bestow upon him immortal honors—they declared that his system must finally supersede all other medical means, and live to bless the world forever, and carry the name of its founder in a halo of glory down to the end of time. But the sun of his medical system has set, never to rise again. The same grave that closed over his earthly remains, seems to have swallowed up the last twilight rays of his once glowing vision.
Thomson died in 1845, being 76 years of age, and from that day to the present no one has ever been known to declare himself a Thomsonian doctor. Here the drama closed; but the same actors, with numerous accessions, are still performing other farces quite as empty and quite as deceitful. The history of Thomson shows us that a single obscure individual, without friends, money or education, by means of his own invincible will, kept the medical world in commotion for nearly half a century.
