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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 " 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 w T e 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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