Certain normal constituents of the human body, during certain pathologic states, leave their habitat where they have a function to perform and appear in places where they do not belong and there act as irritants, which is the case in scarlet fever, measles, smallpox etc., etc. The question is not yet solved.
A Sore Finger. Petroleum. Hering has sore on the first joint of the first finger of the right hand, which gives him a great deal of trouble. He cannot bear a bandage on it, licks it, blows it and further irritates it by getting snuff on it. He thinks he will considerable trouble, and is very impatient about it. He took Petroleum and the finger made a good recovery.
Order. I will have to take a day off, stay at home and put things to rights in my study. I made a beginning this morning; no one else can see any change, but I know there is one.
Nativism. Must be eradicated in this country. This will be done by descendants from the German people.
Materia Medica. I am having my Condensed Materia Medica printed in four kinds of type, so that he who runs may read.
Viola Odorata. Compare it with Zincum. Violets, growing on zinc beds, were found to contain zinc in quantity.
Proverb. He who is born to ill luck will fall on his back, break his nose, and spoil his clothes. (Wer Unglueck soll haben der stolpert in Grase, faellt auf den Ruecken and bricht sich die Nase.)
Philosophy. Things in nature are words and colour in form; a language which expresses itself to those who can read.
Erysipelas. Apis. An old woman, living in the hills of Saxony, was asked by me what she had answered: You would not believe it anyhow When promised a Kronenthaler for the information she said: Take honey in which a bee has died and apply it to the spot.’ What happens to a bee when she dies in this way? She relaxes, and the poison remains in the honey.
Animal Breathing. Crocodiles and snakes breathe through their noses. They have no diaphragms, so they suck in the air.
Pathologic, or Symptomatic Indications. It is according to these that we differ most in our School of Medicine, not according to high or low dilutions.
Critics. A man must serve his time to every trade save censure: critics are ready made.-Byron. No one has more sufferings heaped upon him in this world than the poor pitiable critics. He may be working for pay in the service of some one, and do his work at command, or he may be sacrificing himself for humanity, or it may have become a habit with him like chewing tobacco. In any case he deserves our commiseration for having to chew the rag,’ ad nauseam. The man who offers us something new, might, on occasions be allowed to err. A critic never. Otherwise he is no critic.-Helbig. One man cannot know everything.-Oken.
Not one among us but will be willing, or should be to admit that the things he undertakes to critisize may be criticised as well by a dozen, or may be a hundred others, each from his own point of view. The result will be different in every case. Should not the reader himself be allowed to pass judgment? Which after all is a matter we cannot hinder. We have not the right to play the schoolmaster in matters of the kind.
Nothing can be more stupid than to play critic without a reason for so doing. It is silly to find fault with an experiment not yet made, or which perhaps cannot be made.
Kill the dog he is a critic,’ is a saying by Goethe, which may be a somewhat impolite way of expressing oneself, but the epithet may be justifiable if made in a measure not too forceful, and comparison be made with our canine friends and resemblances be pointed out, prominent among which are the cold nose with which the critic noses out his subject, and sprinkles it with acrid baptismal fluid as he pursues his devious ways. Odious as the comparison may seem, it is not intended for any but the professional fault finder who slams where he cannot boost. Where there are no grounds for honest criticism judicious silence should be maintained. Let not one donkey repeat what another jackass has said.
Gratitude Shakespeare. The word gratitude is mentioned but four times in all of Shakespeares works; ingratitude twenty-two times. Throw him out with wondrous potency.-Hamlet3,4. Stand all aloof and bark at him.-Henry VI,2,1. They bark at me.-Lear 2.6. History. Politics. Germany. A Good Answer.
When little Thiers, the biographer of the great Napoleon Bonaparte, made his fiz-gig trip through Europe, after the surrender at Sedan, he lodged in the same hotel in Vienna in which the world famous historians Ranke had taken rooms when on a visit to examine Austrian archives. Ranke politely invited Thiers to dinner, at which the latter, turning the conversation upon events of the day, expressed the idiotic view that the war had been a quarrel between two crowned heads and would have to cease with the surrender of either of the two. Taking a pinch of snuff. Theirs added the questions: With whom then do the Germans really fight now?’ With Louis the xivth,’ said Ranke, thus silencing the Frenchman with a single word; which tells all. The Germans take back what was wrested from them while suffering from their. Thirty Years’ War for religious liberty, take again what was then snatched from them by the infamous acts of that king. They take only what belonged to them before the Thirty Years’ War. A Fairy Tale. The Devil’s Bite (Teufels Abbiss).
Children of the present day are scarcely ever told the fairy stories of the olden days. The grandmother is growing scare who was wont to tell of how the devil would bite off squarely the roots of certain healing plants, under the ground, so that they might no longer grow and be useful to people for their sickness. The devil thought he knew which part of the plant to destroy to keep it from growing again in the springtime.
Learned school masters taught the children the tale, with a difference. They said, The plant has roots which drop off once a year when new shoots replace the old, which makes the roots look as if bitten, perhaps by said devil, but more likely in some other way.’ The schoolmaster wisely comments: Since we no longer believe in a devil we know that he cannot be blamed for what happens to the roots of the healing plant,’ and the children smile with him at the curious tale. It please them to think that they belong to a wiser generation than those of the old days. We will let them think so, but will try to give to the fairy story a more useful interpretation. It is not quite fair to think ourselves wiser and better than the people who lived before us, who after all might not have been as stupid as we sometimes are willing to believe. One need not be overwise to observe that the plant we are telling about puts out a new root, or branch, to the old stocks, grows a new stem, which flowers and bears seed in its season. Even though the devil might be blamed for biting off the best part of the plant, which after all might not have made good in all cases, or have done what was claimed for it, we must remember that while the ancient enemy is still going about in the world busy destroying what makes for good, plants still go on making roots, new shoots, blossoms and seeds which ripen for uses. It is so ordained. Hence we may find in this beautiful little tale a great general truth, a parable from which to draw a useful lesson. Everytime a new truth comes into world, or a new discovery is made, the devil is at hand ready to bite off the best part of it. Evil, in the form of self love, self interest, meanness, jealousy or idleness, is ever ready to bite off the best part, to rob humanity of benefits. So we must content ourselves with what remains of good and wait for new roots to grow.
It is so with Christianity, which had scarcely become established among the people before the enemy came to bite off its roots. It was so with Hahnemanns doctrines, which had scarcely been made known before they were assailed. Countless other instances could be cited of roots into which the devil was ready to sink his teeth. Nothing is suffered to go untouched or unbitten. It is the way of the world. We must wait for the All Pervading Spirit of the world to accomplish its ends, while, putting our hands to the plough, we look for spring to come, as it always will, to grow new roots, new stems, blossoms and seeds with healing virtues to bring health to mankind. Let the devil nibble the old roots while newer ones bring forth fresh life and use. Fortunately his Infernal Majesty, the Prince of Darkness is stupid. He thinks he bites off the best pieces, but is doomed to help where he seeks to destroy. The better parts of the root remain.
Philosophy. Truth. A Confession of Faith.
All who live under the sweet illusion that men love truth are like children who while enjoying their piece of cake, kindly make motions to hand it out to others to take a bite, most of whom will make believe to bite, smile and say, Thank you.’ The great multitude cares little for the truth; never has If asked what most they wish for, the answer comes: Something for myself, something for number one; all I can get’
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,