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quarter, and their appropriate remedies, the Cuttlefish is found 
on the sea-board where torpidity of the liver, piles, and congested 
states of the veins specially prevail. The Romans invariably 
took out the eyes of the Cuttlefish before cooking it. 
** Age, nune jam 
Jube oculos elidere, itidem ut sepiis faciunt, coqui.” 
Futhermore, the Cuttle-juice has proved specific for curing 
recent ringworm. 
SLEEP-INDUCING FOODS, and DRINKS. (Jietetic.) 
Ir may be said broadly that sleeplessness is either because of 
an offended stomach (through food wrong, or in excess), or 
because of a brain insufficiently sustained, and therefore unquiet. 
For the former condition a spare, light, and soothing diet, 
especially towards night, must be adopted; for the latter state 
cordials, and stimulating support are rather indicated. Several 
alimentary substances appropriate to each of these causative 
states have been explicitly considered in previous pages here, 
such as, (for dyspeptic wakefulness) Fish at the evening meal, 
the Hop, Lemon Squash, Lettuce, Liquorice, Oat tincture, 
Onions, Orange-flower water, water hot at night, and whey: 
for the latter form of restlessness, Alcohol, Ale (bitter), Coffee, 
Condimentary Spices, Cowslip wine, liqueurs, and possets have 
been commended. Chaucer, in the Canterbury Tales (Nun’s 
Priest’s story of the Cock, and the Fox) makes Dame Partlet 
of the poultry yard bid her Lord Chanticleer “pay no regard 
to Dreams, which come of red choler, but for the love of Heaven 
to take cooling herbs, dogwood berries, or ground ivy that is 
growing in the yard: pick them where they grow, and eat them. 
Come! be merry, my dear husband; for the sake of your 
father’s kindred do not be afraid of Dreams.” In his Religio 
Medici Sir Thomas Browne has reflected thus deeply: “I thank 
God for my happy dreams, as I do for my good rest ; for there 
is a satisfaction in them unto reasonable desires, and such as 
can be content with a fit of happiness; and surely it Is not a 
melancholy conceit to think we are all asleep in this world, and 
that the conceits of this life are as mere dreams to those of the 
next,—as the phantasms of the night to the conceits of the day ; 
there is an equal delusion in both, and the one doth seem to be 
