y the way, Mr.
Sands, the Express correspondent, seems to be getting mighty close
to administration affairs these days. Where did he get that data
regarding a prospective National Bureau of Health, do you suppose?"

"I gave it to him," was the simple reply.

The doctor dropped his fork, and stared at the girl. "You!" he
exclaimed. "Well--of course you naturally would be opposed to it.
But--"

"Tell me," she interrupted, "tell me candidly just what you doctors
are striving for, anyway. For universal health? Are your activities
all quite utilitarian, or--is it money and monopoly that you are
after? It makes a lot of difference, you know, in one's attitude
toward you. If you really seek the betterment of health, then you are
only honestly mistaken in your zeal. But if you are doing this to make
money--and I think you are--then you are a lot of rascals, deserving
defeat."

"Miss Carmen, do you impugn my motives?" He laughed lightly at the
thought.

"N--well--" She hesitated. He began to color slightly under her keen
scrutiny. "Well," she finally continued, "let's see. If you doctors
have made the curative arts effective, and if you really do heal
disease, then I must support you, of course. But, while there is
nothing quite so important to the average mortal as his health, yet I
know that there is hardly anything that has been dealt with in such a
bungling way. The art of healing as employed by our various schools of
medicine to-day is the result of ages and ages of experimentation and
bitter experience, isn't it? And its cost in human lives is simply
incalculable. No science is so speculative, none so hypothetical, as
the so-called science of medicine."

"But we have had to learn," protested the doctor.

"Do you realize, Doctor," she resumed, "that the teaching and
preaching of disease for money is one of the greatest curses resting
upon the world to-day? I never saw a doctor until I was on the boat
coming to New York. And then I thought he was one of the greatest
curiosities I had ever seen. I followed him about and listened to him
talk to the passengers. And I learned that, like most of our young
men, he had entered the practice of medicine under the pressure of
dollars rather than altruism. Money is still the determining factor in
the choice of a profession by our young men. And success and fortune
in the medical profession, more than in any other, depend upon the
credulity of the ignorant and helpless human m