The Zodiac and the Salts of Salvation. George W. Carey

genius, Venus—listen from your Occult House, I pray,

      A genius of that Virgin soil that must all Science sway.”

      The Goddess of Love answered, “I know, but take one peep—

      Uranus’s opposition is a thing to make me weep!

      And his house rises soon—so—heavens! what could we ever do?

      A genius we might send, but Oh! what MUST we send him through?”

      “Naught cares a genius,” Luna smiled; “send him through hottest hell,

      He’ll smile, and take his way unmoved, declaring all is well!

      I’ve picked the man—with heart of gold—an OR of vital force,

      And at the proper hour, we’ll speed the soul upon its course!”

      Still Venus hesitated—“But Mercury, what of him?

      He’s in his night-house, don’t you see, where all his force is dim!

      And Jove opposed, you see”—“Be still,” said Luna, “he

      Is close behind Old Sol, in Seventh, where Messengers should be!

      “And as for Jupiter, of course I’d rather he would smile,

      But if he won’t—he’ll have to frown another little while;

      We’ll fix him in Third House to make a man of broadest mind,

      A Father of Big Thought, a chief and leader of his kind!”

      “But Luna—can you think it safe? The Dragon is at rest,

      Its Head within religion’s house where all is at its best;

      Its Tail down in the lower mind—O what a power today!

      But this Saint George would saunter forth this heavenly beast to slay!”

      A deep bass growl from distant space rolled through the home of spheres,

      And Venus drew near Luna, seeking solace for her fears.

      “Hush! don’t let grim old Saturn hear, or He’ll retard the plan,

      And cast his gloom o’er all our works in every way he can!”

      “Eclipse for Saturn and his frowns,” said Luna, full of scorn,

      “Let Mars and Neptune in first house the leading aspects form;

      While Uranus, defying both, will leap o’er all that bars,

      And lure to earth to plead for us a student of the stars!”

      “He is the one to ever rule the true Aquarian born,

      So what care we for Saturn’s chill, or Mar’s malignant scorn?

      He’ll draw unto the Earth, I’m sure, a Saint George full of fire,

      To slay the world’s conventions with a sword of purpose dire!”

      Hark! A swift war-like commotion through the stellar spaces ran,

      As all the heavenly planets overheard the little plan;

      “We will not have this rebel loosed on earth,” protested they,

      “We will not countenance such revolt. Man must our laws obey!”

      They all recalled the many lives they’d helped him live before,

      They all looked back on ages past, and then—they sternly swore,

      Not once again could they be blamed for such peculiar dope

      As now boiled in Life’s crucible to mold this horoscope!

      “We’ve met in trines; we’ve fought; we’ve joined; we’ve met in terms of sex;

      We’ve formed all sorts of aspects that can human souls perplex;

      But if he goes to earth again, just count our force not there!

      For if we’re to come to orb, we’ll all act on the square!”

      Then all reversed their motion, and walked backward, one by one,

      Endeavoring to escape the thing the karmic gods had done;

      But, retrograde or not, the word went forth to shake the earth,

      And Gee-OR-Gee, (the Gold in Earth) came to the hour of birth!

      And ever since, the planets as they grace his horoscope,

      Have kept their faces towards him, walking backward, void of hope,

      For he upsets all theories, and their age-old thought he jars,

      Preaching a New Age Eternal, in defiance of the Stars!

      He came to slay the Dragon, and to span the Bridge of Time;

      To find the chemicals of life, and blend their force sublime,

      To unlock earth’s grim secrets, facing revolution’s strife,

      And scaling highest heaven to demand immortal life!

      Los Angeles, California, February 19, 1916.

      Note. Mrs. Painton will be remembered by many of the older astrologers and especially by the Fellows of the American Academy.

      IN MEMORIAM

      Dr. George Washington Carey was born in Dixon, Illinois, on September 7th, 1845, and was one of a large family of children. His father’s name was John Carey, and bore the relation of grand-nephew to John Quincy Adams. On his mother’s side, a grandfather served with General Marion during the Revolution. His mother’s name was Ruth Odell. When George Carey was about a year and a half old, the Careys left Illinois and came by covered wagon to Oregon, a journey of six months. The motion picture entitled “The Covered Wagon” gives an extremely realistic presentation of the main features of that trip and Dr. Carey greatly enjoyed seeing it.

      He had very little schooling, but his parents were well qualified to teach him the fundamentals. His father was well known for his humorous verses which embodied much of Irish wit. As a child George was very delicate, his parents being doubtful that he would grow to manhood. His earlier years were spent on a farm, the evenings enlivened by music. Later on, he became leader of the village orchestra.

      In his early forties he became the first Postmaster of Yakima, Washington, and held the position for several terms. Hearing of the science of biochemistry, he resigned to devote his life to its study.

      Together with a number of physicians, Dr. Carey founded the College of Biochemistry in Yakima, Washington, and a few students enrolled and graduated, among them being the College founders; but, as this was many years ago, not much interest in the subject was aroused, and the project was given up because of lack of support.

      Dr. Chapman was one of those taking the course, and the book which he wrote on biochemistry has been a popular household work.

      Today this science is coming before the world, seemingly by leaps and bounds. Schools devoted to the teaching of biochemistry in a practical way are starting up in many states of the Middle West, and entire families are learning how to supply their blood deficiencies. After years of almost heartbreaking pioneering, of almost utter discouragement, on the part of its advocates, the science is now fast becoming recognized. In 1928, I believe, the Eclectic College or Chiropractic of Los Angeles added biochemistry to its curriculum.

      Most people are not aware that biochemistry is an ancient Sanscrit science. Once again the cycle has appeared, upon whose wave it is borne. When Dr. Carey wrote his work on The Biochemic System of Medicine, its first press recognition was in a Health Magazine published by biochemic physicians in India. It stated: “We are glad to see that