When a new human soul is born into this world, with its little red body, the first to welcome its arrival is the medical man. And it is to him that the little sinner records his first "kick." When this mortal coil is worn out by age or disease, and the soul takes its flight hence, it is the medical man who generally says the last farewell to it. "All the world's a stage," and most people only see the players in their masks and make-up, over the footlights. The physician more than any other man goes behind the scenes. He frequents humanity's dressing-room.