physician ever receives, consists in the blessings of those who were ready to perish. His greatest satisfaction springs from the thought that he has been able to afford so much relief to suffering humanity. He regrets no labor or suffering of his own, when he reflects that his efforts have assuaged the sorrows and dried the tears of so many individuals and families. This sublime consolation is his proudest and highest reward.
Heroes may boast of their valor, and glory in the number of their slain, they may mingle the shouts of triumph with the groans of the dying, exult over prostrate humanity, and proudly bear away the laurels of victory from the field of carnage. But the glory of medicine consists not in destroying but in saving life, not in making wounds but in binding them up; and her proudest chaplets are the spontaneous offerings of grateful hearts.
A brief extract from an address of Professor Simpson; of Edinburgh, to a class of graduates, shall close this chapter.
"Talk not of the heroism of him who flies to
