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own house, lying on his back in bed, with his 

 family weeping over his remains. Death had not 

 changed his countenance, which had a serenity 

 diffused throughout it, not to have been looked 

 for in the features of one who had suffered so 

 much. Poor Phelps was an honour and a 

 credit to his employers, and I heard it remarked 

 that the corporation of Nottingham would ex- 

 perience a great loss in being deprived of his 

 trusty services. Indeed, there must have been 

 something 66 more than common in him," as my 

 Uncle Toby said of poor Le Fevre, for every 

 body in Nottingham seemed " concerned for 

 him." 



Ere I left the town, I told the medical 

 gentlemen present that I had business at home 

 just then, which called me back ; but that I 

 would return in a day or two : and that, if in 

 the mean time they would muster their scientific 

 friends in Nottingham, and from the country 

 round, I would be ready with the "Wourali 

 poison, and then we might see by experiment, 

 if it could be used with safety in case of hy- 

 drophobia and locked jaw. 



I revisited Nottingham on the day appointed ; 

 and we all went to the medical school, where 

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