None of my six children have manifested any serious illness when cutting their teeth; when I looked into their mouths I usually found their teeth as I expected, planted along their gums in an even row. Why do we hear these everlasting complaints about the pretended teething diseases of children, for which we have ourselves to blame?”
I went on in my overflowing zeal to give her to understand, in the most decided manner, what a poisonous atmosphere the air of this low, dark, hot room was, filled, as it was, with exhalations of all kinds, and so often with the emanations from dirty clothes washed in it. How well children were worth the trouble of giving them roomy, high, bright, frequently aired and extremely clean rooms to stay in during those hours of the day which they do not spend in the open air, which is quite indispensable for little children.
“Come, Fritz,” I added, “let us quit this wretched children’s hospital and clear our lungs in the autumnal breeze outside from this bad air. God will provide for these helpless children in the cold earth, including the poor cripple whose sad state causes your tears to flow. Come away.”
My cousin was much affected; wished to have more advice from me; wished to thank me, and so forth. But I hastily took my leave, exclaiming that she had got quite enough to do for the present if she made those changes which my compassionate zeal had induced me to suggest, and I went away with my stout and healthy little Fritz.
(Hahnemann’s Lesser Writings, p. 230.).