The physician in his intercourse with his patients has so much of the free familiarity of home, that he can see these sparks of contention, as they kindle up here and there, more quickly than others can. Thought and feeling are often revealed to him unconsciously, and the very fountains from which they rise are almost open and naked to his view, and, I may add, to his influence also. If he then be a man of peace, he can do much from day to day in repressing those thoughts and feelings, almost in their nascent state, which, if encouraged, would distract and divide family circles, neighborhoods, and perhaps communities. If, on the other hand, he is not a peace-maker, but has an ear ever open to the tongue of scandal, and is himself a tattler—if he is ready to secure his own aggrandizement by injuring his competitors, and is therefore disposed to rejoice in the misfortunes of others, he scatters the seeds of contention wherever he goes, and the peculiar relation which he sustains to a large portion of the community enables him so to scatter them, that they will be sure to take root, and grow, and produce an abundance of fruit.

This leads me to say that it is especially true of the physician, that the most of his influence lies in the little hourly acts, and in the familiarly, perhaps carelessly, dropped words, which make up the chief part of his life, and not so much in the opinions which are formally expressed, or in the acts which obviously follow deliberate consideration. This is true to a great extent of every man who mingles in society with the ordinary degree of freedom. They indeed, who move about among their fellow-men with as little familiarity or sympathy as a recluse, have but little influence, and that only when they utter their formal opinions. But the occupation of a physician necessarily puts him at the very antipodes with the recluse. Even if he be disposed to shut up his heart against his fellow men, and to make his intercourse with them of a strictly scientific character, his bosom will very soon be unlocked, or he must give up his profession. The fountains of sympathy and feeling will be unsealed by the potent influence of daily intercourse with human suffering and joy. He cannot from day to day administer to the relief of distress without sympathy, and that sympathy cannot always be suppressed. It will gush forth, and the frigid man of science will become the kind and familiar friend. Mingling then, as the physician necessarily does, so freely and intimately with the world around him, it must be eminently true of him, that it is the spirit of the man, as it breathes forth in his common every day words and acts, even in his very manner, that really gives the character to his influence. So that if he be not forward to speak out his sentiments, or to give his advice, the sentiments which he has, and the advice which he would give, are as well known, as if he uttered them. It is in truth this aggregate influence (as it may be called) of his daily life in the many homes to which his profession gives him admittance, that imparts force to his advice, and opinions, and acts.

I have as yet said nothing especially of the influence of the physician in the sick room. Here he treads upon sacred ground, and has to do with the issues of life and death, both temporal and eternal. Here he sees man in the weakness of his humanity, ‘crushed before the moth,’ but often, too, in the strength of his immortality. Here he is made a witness of the frailty of the tenement, which the immortal spirit inhabits—he sees that its ‘foundation is in the dust.’ He has communion with the spirit in its most momentous hours—while it sees the walls of its habitation crumbling into dust, and lingers about the ruins before its final flight into a world of light or darkness, of joy or of woe—or perhaps, while with longing desire, and occasional hope of its longer continuance here, it trembles with the fear that it is about to be driven from its home in this tabernacle, whose frailty is now staring it in the face—and then too, there are times when he has converse with it as it is becoming reinstated in the possession of its habitation by gracious permission of its builder, who alone can repair it and redeem it from destruction. Communion with the spirit of man in such momentous seasons, how hallowed should it be! Trifling, selfishness, disregard of principle, how out of place are they here!

It is not my design to enter fully into a discussion of the moral and religious duties, which devolve upon the physician in the sick room. I choose rather to refer the reader for instruction on these points to the excellent letters of Dr. Burder, an English physician, which I have introduced in the Appendix. I shall therefore only notice some of the errors which are prevalent on this subject.

The great object of the physician should be to cure the patient. This is his vocation, and nothing should be permitted to interfere with it. And he must be on his guard, lest he give up this object too readily. For often, very often, especially in acute diseases, in cases which are apparently hopeless, recovery does occur. The physician therefore should avoid, even in desperate cases, producing the impression upon the mind of the patient, that he really believes the case to be hopeless. Nothing but the most absolute certainty would warrant his doing this. The cordial influence of hope, as I have shown in the chapter on the Influence of Hope in the Treatment of Disease, is often one of the means by which a recovery is effected, and the absence of this one means may prove fatal. Who then will dare to take the responsibility of withholding this cordial, often so essential a remedy, with the vain expectation (for experience shows that it is commonly vain,) that in the midst of all the turmoil and agitation of the fearful struggle of life and death for the mastery, the spirit may be led to make its peace with its God? And yet it is often claimed, that the physician should under such circumstances declare to the patient the certainty of his death; and if he decline doing so, he is blamed for what is considered to be a palpable neglect of duty.

Vain expectation, I say it is, which many indulge, of producing repentance and reformation at such an hour. The mind is weakened by the disease, thought and feeling and sensation are all confused, the dim vision of the eye of flesh is the faithful index of the dim vision of the mind, and the poor soul, while it sees everything thus confusedly, is tossed about upon the billows of conflicting passions and hopes and fears. It is true that there is a power, which can pluck it from the billows, and plant its feet upon the rock of ages. It is an almighty power that cannot be limited; but we have reason to think, that seldom is this signal interposition put forth in this extremity. A true philosophy declares, that this is no time for the clearness of view, and definiteness of action, which religion demands of man, and experience affirms the truth of the declaration. Clergymen and physicians, who have had ample opportunities of observation upon this point, have but little confidence in any apparent change of character at the hour of death. It is their universal testimony, that those who have made professions of repentance and reformation, when they supposed themselves to be near dying, and yet have recovered, have commonly given no evidence afterward that those professions were well founded.

The above remarks have been made, it will be seen, in regard to acute diseases only, and they apply to but a very limited extent to cases of chronic disease. During the lingering days, and weeks, and sometimes months, of such cases, there are many opportunities for exerting an influence upon the sick. And while it is true, that the physician should adhere to the general rule, which I have stated in regard to the effect of hope, it is his duty, and especially is it the duty of the friends, to improve the opportunities which present for the best good of the patient. And here let me say, that it is not the formal and stately conversation, the professional sermonizing, so often made use of, which is really the most effectual; but it is the word dropped from day to day, with a spirit not roused up for the occasion, but breathing forth naturally and easily—it is the instruction suggested by events of daily occurrence, or by remarks which are dropped in common conversation, and accompanied by the affectionate appeal, when it is seen that the proper chord can be struck—this is the kind of influence, which is brought to bear most decidedly upon the moral and religious character of the sick man. It is this that will enter his heart; while the arrows, which are duly heralded by the note of preparation, will fall to the ground, warded off by the shields which he raises against them.

Injudicious attempts are sometimes made to influence the sick, both with regard to their temporal, and their eternal interests. I will cite but a single case in illustration. It is a case which was reported by the late Dr. Hale of Boston, in his work on Spotted Fever. Although the patient was so sick, that Dr. H. considered it of the utmost importance that he should be kept quiet, and gave the most positive and authoritative injunctions to this effect, yet a friend, to whom the proper adjustment of the sick man’s affairs, if his sickness was to end in death, was a matter of considerable interest, persisted in harrassing him on this subject. The result was an alarming increase of the disease. The symptoms were afterward, however, so much mitigated, as to give some ground for hope of a recovery. As his mind was clear and rational when he came out of his stupor, “his attendant with a very benevolent but mistaken zeal, thought it more important to improve this opportunity in taking care of his soul’s health, than in administering the remedies which had been prescribed; and, instead of giving the medicines with care and attention, and promoting his rest and quietness, as he ought to have done, and had been strictly enjoined to do, he spent the whole time in talking, and exciting him to talk, of his hopes and prospects beyond the grave.” This conversation was continued for about two hours, and then the patient sank back into a stupor, a state of collapse which was caused by the previous excitement, and he never awoke. If the quietness enjoined by the physician had been maintained, this case would probably have resulted in recovery.

There are some cases, in which it is clear even to the careless observer, that it is wrong to excite the mind of the patient on any subject. Take, for example, a case of typhus fever. Even though it may not be a severe case, the mental with the physical sensibilities are so blunted and deranged, that no moral or religious influence can do any good. If it rouse the patient’s torpid mind to action, it will only do harm by the disturbance it creates; and if it produces a mild, quiet effect, which may be gratifying to his friends, it is worthy of no confidence, and when he recovers he may have no recollection of the sayings which he uttered, and which would have been garnered and kept, as a sacred treasure, by friendship and love, if death had transported him to another world.

In such a case as this, when the mind is in so passive and torpid a condition, the path of duty is clear. But there are some cases in which it is difficult to know what our duty is. We must then decide as well as we can in view of all the circumstances. And let me remark here, that there should be no inconsiderate and irresponsible action at such times; but what is done should be the result of a candid conference between the physician and the friends of the patient. The clergyman should not be disposed to act independently, and from his own judgment alone; but, for obvious reasons, he should consult with the physician in regard to each individual case.