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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF 



Virgin, that, I had an interview with Mr. Joseph 

 Crowther, the well-known bone-setter, whose family 

 has exercised the art, from father to son, — time out 

 of mind. 



On viewing my poor remnant of an arm — " your 

 wrist," said he, " is sorely injured ; a callous having 

 formed betwixt the hand and the arm. The elbow 

 is out of joint, and the shoulder somewhat driven 

 forwards. This last affair will prevent your raising 

 the arm to your head." Melancholy look out ! — 

 " But, can you cure me, doctor," said I ? <c Yes/' 

 replied he firmly; — "only let me have my own 

 way/' " Then take the arm and with it, take elbow, 

 wrist and shoulder. T here deliver them up to you. 

 Do what you please with them. Pain is no con- 

 sideration in this case. I dare say, I shall have 

 enough of it." "You will," said he, emphatically. 



This resolute bone-setter, whom I always compared 

 to Chiron the Centaur for his science and his 

 strength, began his operations like a man of 

 business. In fourteen days, by means of potent 

 embrocations, stretching, pulling, twisting and 

 jerking, he forced the shoulder and the wrist to 

 obey him, and to perform their former healthy 

 movements. 



The elbow was a complicated affair. It required 

 greater exertions, and greater attention. In fact, 

 it was a job for Hercules himself. 



