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What I have hitherto laid, doe£ not, T own, de- 
monftrate the Cafe to be as reprefented, but the fol- 
lowing; Hiflory throws the ftrongeft Light on this 
dark, myflerious Affair, renders the Diforder, by its 
Confequences affrightful, even (hocking to the Ima- 
gination, accounts for its too common Fatality, and 
inuft convince of the great Difficulty of the Cure, if 
in itfelf poffible, unlefs attempted with Judgment in 
the very Beginning, 
‘Dec. 11, 1745?, I was call’d to the Son of Mr. 
Kitto , an honeft and deferving Farmer in the Parifh 
of St. Eve , a Lad aged 10 Years and an half. This 
was the 7th Day of his lllnefs. 
His firft Complaints were, a Pain in fwallowing, 
not great; a Cough, hoarfe, vexatious, like an in- 
cipient Catarrh, a Pain on coughing fhot into his 
Ears. This was ftill felt at times i a thin Ichor ran 
from his Mouth in great Plenty, fuppofed to be a 
Quart, or three Pints daily. His Pain in fwallowing 
was now fo trifling, that I faw him drink a confider- 
able Draught without removing the Veflel. He 
was now fo hoarfe that he could fcarce be heard. 
His Cough was rough, low, fliort, and ineffettual ; 
breath’d with much Straitnefs and Noil'c, efpecially 
in Infpiration; the Wheezing or Rattling might be 
heard at a great Diftance, was always worfc during 
a coughing Fit, or for a fhort time after. When he 
sfpit by the Cough, it was glary, but glutinous ; a 
whitifh rotten fort of Stuff would fometimes accom- 
pany it } its Quantity never great. 
Examining his Mouth, he could move his Tongue 
every Way without the leaf! Pain j forward it was 
clean, but behind a little furr’d. Depreiling it with 
a 
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