House of Hering



The Saxon speaks the T as a D, and vice versa. Haynel. Typhoid Fever.

Rice came to my house on Vine Street, Philadelphia, and said, Dont get frightened but they will bring a dying man here on a stretcher, and you must take him into your house. Do not be frightened, the man is dead.’ On the stretcher lay a man who looked like a species of Don Quixote. It was Dr. Haynel, from Baltimore, who had sickened with typhoid fever, and just before losing consciousness, had expressed a wish to be taken to Dr. Hering, in Philadelphia. A back room was prepared to receive him, and I had him on my hands. In his delirium, he, like a general, commanded soldiers about to take Constantinople. He had a nurse who wished to boss the patient, became hysterical at first, wept, then screamed.

When he had sufficiently improved, in plain language we were ready to be rid of him, particularly since the nurse had made herself impossible. I pondered over the situation. I gave the patient some of my very best old Rhine wine, dispensed it to him in small bottles, as medicine. By chance I had left two full bottles, from which the labels had been removed, on a table beside his bed. When he awoke and saw the bottles he thought they were filled with fluid medicines. When I came into the room he said: Dr. Hering, I hope that you have not given me tinctures; rather than you had fallen so low I would have died’ When I laughed and showed him that the bottles contained wine, he humbly said: Forgive me. I am a sick man, and irritable and thought that you had turned into a dispenser of tinctures’ When he heard that his Lotta (Hahnemanns daughter) had died, he turned more sour than ever.

Teacher. Hahnemann. Jenichen. I believe that after I die I will sooner ask to meet my teacher Rudolph than Hahnemann. I do not think that I could get along as well with Hahnemann, nor with Jenichen.

Hahnemann. All of what Hahnemann had left undetermined, or vaguely said, I ground to a finer edge, or made more pointed. We do not heal diseases but sick individuals’ was a great observation. We may say of all who lived before or after him, that there was not one who, in the least, could compare with him. Not a thought of it Hahnemann could easily be made very angry. But he allowed both of his wives to domineer him; not in matters of principles or affairs, but in a general way. Convalescents. Greetings.

Now you are again from the dead was the Doctors greeting to those who returned to the table after a spell of sickness. Jan. 18, 1873. De Kalb. John De Kalb was a German soldier who came to America with lafayette, and served under Washington. Politicians wished to exhume his bones, and save them from obscurity by burying them with pomp, to make propaganda. As a German of some prominence, I undertook to make a speech in which I referred to the mans remains as De Kalb’s bones,’ which cast so much ridicule upon the project that it fell through.

A Wounded General. A general, from New Jersey, died from what was reported to have been a shot in the back of the neck. Mc-Clellan, the surgeon who had extracted the ball, reported a fractured coccyx. The general happened to have received the wound when raising himself in the saddle when giving a command. The surgeon gave out that the man had been wounded in the abdomen and had died from gangrene. Jan. 23, 1873. To Dr. Tafel. An Invitation. I am sorry that I cannot accept your invitation, with a good conscience. I must confess that I bungled the matter and am not satisfied with what I have done. Homoeopathy in Germany is on the wane.

Faith. My faith in the trinity has been wanting all my life. Strauss. History.

Strauss wrote a book to prove that Christ had never lived. Afterwards an Englishman wrote a satire in which he claimed that Napoleon had never existed. Logic. proof.

Proof is nothing more than the acceptation of an axiom. There must, however, be two persons to agree upon the truth of the axiom.

Providence. Providence. permits of no boundaries. Man, As a Whole.

Man is a whole; an entirety. In my student days I challenged my fellows to quote me something better. Bible. Greek Poetry.

The scene in Maccabeus where the mother exhorts the youngest and last of her sons, has much more of spiritual beauty, than the Greek Niobe, whose children are shot by Apollo from revenge. The Bible excels in beauty all of the poetry of Greeks. Palestine. Providence. Fairy Tales.

It was the custom, at one time, to make journeys to the Holly land. Some one, Noack by name, wrote a book, in which he said that all of the localities mentioned are falsely stated, and supports his statement by reference to contradictions. He claim that all that is written about places there is authentic, but did not happen in the places which people visit.

In the manner in which we tell our children fairy tales, such as stories about the stork, of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Providence takes the same course with us larger children. And why not? Jan. 29, 1873. Diet. The following three combinations have become as pillars in my dietetics: 1. Rice and Raisins; 2. Oatmeal and currants; 3. Barley and prunes. Feb. 2, 1873. Dreams. In the studio, on Sunday morning. I had a very vivid dream toward morning. I had a look into spirit world. All things there seemed small to me; everything, people and objects, were diminutive. I saw children at play, and people walking about and conversing. It then appeared to me as if I heard a voice saying: If thou wilt, this world may be opened to you.’ I said: No I do not wish it,’ and awoke.

In Surinam too I had a remarkable dream. I saw in my dream a young girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, offspring from a negress and a German father, to whom I was to be married, as it seemed in my dream. This happened after Johns mother had died. On evening before my dream, I had in my mind the young girl answering to this description, a Miss B. In my dream I heard a loud No’ When, on the following morning, I had a hurried visit to make to a servant at the girls house, I made a quick entrance by the back door instead of at the front, as usual. I had scarcely come into the house when I saw the girl of my dream rushing toward me, with up lifted hands, like a fury, in pursuit of a female slave whom she intended to strike. Her face turned purple, like that of a turkey cock. She was also dressed in a disorderly manner, not in the way I was accustomed to be met when visiting at the house. Later she apologised and made the excuse that the slave had become so abusive that she had lost her temper; that it would not happen again. I was disillusioned. She was no longer the girl of my dreams The girls brother had studied at Goettingen and spoke good German. The girl too was interesting.

Surinam. At Parting. It was very hard for me to make up my mind to leave Surinam to come North. The following incident determined my decision. I had at one time met a German farmer who complained that his grapevines were not producing as they should. On questioning him why he felt so, he answered Because they will not blossom.’ Why wont they blossom?’ Because the wine must have a winter.’ The wine must have a winter, I thought, and said to myself: And so must you after living six years in a winter-less country’ The Moravians, my friend and patients, were decidedly averse to my leaving. Among them was a baker, of whom I thought a great deal, for he was a honest as the day is long, though once arrested for a shortage in size of his bread, which almost grieved him to death.

This man preached to me: God is to be found everywhere, and here you can foster the natural science and make your patients well.’ I replied, The wine must have a winter’

They brought out their lottery-machine, provided with acorns cut in half, on which were printed numbers which referred to Bible verses. According to the reading of these was to depend the outcome. I submitted to the ruling of this game of chance, particularly because I had already postponed my going for a whole year; mainly because I did not have the means. One is only paid at the beginning of the year for ones services. Consequently I agreed to suffer myself to be led by the Bible verses. Amid the most solemn surroundings I drew a number. I believe it was the number 113. As soon as the man saw the number, he exclaimed: Oh Doctor, we will have to let you go’ The verse read: Depart in peace, good and faithful servant, thou hast been faithful over little and shall be placed over much.’ All of them consented to let me depart in peace. The women began at once to make shirts for me, and to get everything ready for the journey.

Family. First Marriage. First Child. I asked the Doctor about the death of his first wife, and of what sickness she had died. He took a pinch of snuff, was quiet for a moment, then said: She died shortly after the birth of John. I asked: In childbed, then I suppose? No, he said, she was taken to the country directly after her confinement, against my wishes. I had objected to employing a negress for a wet nurse. The mother thought she was too young to nurse her child; that doing so would make her prematurely old and ugly. She was taken from me, to the country, by her mother, where she was given herbs to suppress her milk, from which she sickened, coughed up milk, and before I had received timely notice she was beyond help and died on the following day. I vowed never to be married again to a wife who had a mother. Some mothers-in-law can do great mischief, are apt to come between husband and wife and cause much wretchedness in the family. The wife is always in a dilemma between mother and husband.

Calvin B Knerr
Calvin Knerr was born December 27, 1847 and grew up with a father who was a lay homeopath and an uncle who knew Hering at the Allentown Academy. He attended The Allentown College Institute and graduated from Hahnemann Medical College in 1869.He then entered the office of Dr. Constantine Hering as his assistant. The diary he kept while living in Hering's house became The Life of Hering, published in 1940.
In 1878 and 1879 he published 2 editions of his book, Sunstroke and Its Homeopathic Treatment.
Upon Hering's death in 1880 Knerr became responsible for the completion of the 10-volume Guiding Symptoms.
Dr. Knerr wrote 2-volume Repertory to the Guiding Symptoms,